Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

"Who says being born into a good family isn't a form of real ability!"

"Curry Sauce said in a very serious tone."

"As expected of a PhD, what he says makes perfect sense!"

After seeing Hu Yifei's answer, Lu Zhanbo said with a firm look in his eyes.

"Sis, I'm not here to ask for your opinion."

"I'm here to inform you!"

"My mind is made up. No matter what you say or do, you cannot change a soldier's mind!"

After saying that, Lu Zhanbo turned and quickly left...

Hu Yifei followed closely behind, carrying fried dough sticks, calling out as she walked.

"warrior?"

"You're still a long way from being a soldier!"

"If you dare to participate behind my back, I'll break your legs!"

"If one leg doesn't work, then two; if two legs don't work, then break all three!"

Qin Yumo said in a low voice.

"Three? It seems Yifei is really angry this time."

Chapter 1120 You Understand Me Best (Please Subscribe!)

Inside the firm.

Lin Yun was packing his belongings. Starting tomorrow, he would be going to work in the office building next to Aisen Apartment.

Zhuge Dasheng's family will also be moving there tomorrow...

Thinking of this, Lin Yun smiled unkindly.

As for what he was laughing about, no one but himself could guess.

After putting all the office supplies into the box, Lin Yun stuffed the box directly into the portable space.

Then, he sat on his sofa and started watching videos.

It's not one of those short videos that show arms and legs; it's UFC fighting videos.

Before he time-traveled, Lin Yun actually knew quite a bit about UFC, at least more than the average person.

The main reason for this understanding was that videos of people talking big and walking arrogantly became popular on short video platforms back then.

It was from that moment that he began to understand mixed martial arts.

However, he doesn't watch every fighting competition; he usually only watches the matches of the champion or the Chinese competitors.

Because he's not a professional mixed martial arts fighter; he's more focused on bedroom fighting.

Lin Yun's expression was very strange as he watched the UFC match.

Because in the past, when he watched these games, he just wanted to enjoy the spectacle.

But now, after being strengthened by the system time and time again, when he watches these fighting videos again, he can spot many problems at a glance.

And it's not just the kind of keyboard warrior pointing fingers; Lin Yun really does know how to play, and he can genuinely win when he's on the field.

With his physical attributes, he could break anything he landed with a straight punch as soon as he stepped into the ring.

So here's the question: why didn't Lin Yun participate in these competitions before, given how strong he is?

The logic is very simple: why would someone who's cheating need to show off in front of ordinary people? Even if he wins, he won't feel any sense of accomplishment.

It's like driving a Ferrari and trying to outrun your neighbor, Mr. Zhang, who's in a wheelchair. That's not cool at all; it's just a bit psychologically questionable.

Lin Yun sighed and said.

"I'm sure I'll have no problem going up there and beating up Connor."

"But Zhanbo... it's almost a pipe dream, if not a delusional one."

"He's not the main character, how can he defy fate?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Yingying offered a suggestion from the side.

"I can use my magic to bless him."

"Or, we could pay Zhanbo's rivals to expose the fraud..."

Lin Yun frowned as he spoke.

"Yingying, don't mention such things again."

“Although I also think Zhanbo’s idea is somewhat unrealistic, we can’t help him this way.”

"This is not fulfilling a dream, it is insulting a warrior with a strong heart."

Yingying said obediently.

"Yes, Master, Yingying remembers."

Lin Yun murmured.

"Putting everything else aside, just the fact that Zhanbo dares to think like this shows that he is more capable than the average person."

"At least he's better than Teacher Zeng. Teacher Zeng is like a hopeless case."

Yingying said with a smile.

"Everyone has the same personality."

"Zhanbo has always had an indomitable spirit."

"Whether before the transformation or after becoming a playboy, his inner self has never really changed."

Just then, Lin Yun noticed footsteps.

Turning around, I saw Zhuge Dali walk in.

Zhuge Dali sat down next to Lin Yun and asked curiously.

"What are you looking at?"

"So serious?"

Lin Yun turned his head and introduced.

"UFC matches."

Zhuge Dali said earnestly.

Is it "Ultimate Fighting Championship"?

Lin Yun paused for a moment before speaking.

"I think so..."

"Do you know anything about this?"

Zhuge Dali nodded and said.

"Yes, the UFC was first held in Denver, USA in 1993."

"The initial goal was to provide a competitive platform for fighters from different martial arts styles under open rules."

Listening to Zhuge Dali's professional explanation, Lin Yun asked curiously.

"You're also interested in mixed martial arts?"

Zhuge Dali shook his head and said.

(befe)

No.

"This is a piece of knowledge that I unintentionally learned when I participated in 'Who Can Be a Millionaire'."

"When you mentioned this, I remembered it."

Lin Yun gave a thumbs up and said.

"Impressive! You really have a photographic memory, don't you!"

Zhuge Dali smiled without saying a word, tilted her head towards Lin Yun, and watched the match in the video together.

"Lin Yun, why did you suddenly decide to watch this?"

Lin Yun sighed and said.

"Zhanbo wants to go to the UFC and beat Conor McGregor in the octagon."

"Influenced by him, I also opened the video and took a look."

Zhuge Dali said in surprise.

"Join the UFC?"

"Why is that? Did something happen to him?"

"Why make such a big change out of the blue?"

Lin Yun didn't hide anything and told Zhuge Dali everything that happened in the apartment yesterday.

After listening, Zhuge Dali couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhanbo is trying to prove himself."

"But there are many ways to prove yourself, why did he have to choose this one..."

Lin Yun shrugged and said.

"I don't know..."

"Perhaps he felt that the best way to prove himself was to defeat his opponent in their area of ​​expertise?"

"He's only in his twenties, it's normal for him to be hot-blooded."

The next moment, Zhuge Dali asked a fatal question.