Chapter 241 Jack and Rose (3/3 Guaranteed)

Chapter 241 Jack and Rose (33 guaranteed)

"Not bad." Old John's eyes became brighter and brighter. He stared at Aokiji and raised the corners of his mouth: "Aoki, how long have you been practicing mixed martial arts?"

Aokiji listened to him calling his name awkwardly, walked to the cage, smiled at him through the barbed wire, and said easily without even breaking a sweat: "A month?"

"More than a month?" Old John frowned slightly: "Really?"

"Yeah, a month ago, I was beaten so much that I could only hold my opponent to buy time." Aokiji wanted to say bad boy, but he didn't know how to say this word in English, so he looked at Ning Qiang for help. , opened his mouth and said: "How do you say bad boy in English?"

Ning Qiang was still a little uncomfortable listening to his standard Mandarin, but he still translated for Old John.

Old John asked expressionlessly: "Is there anyone who teaches you boxing?"

Does Master Li count? Aokiji thought about it for a while, but still didn't make up a false story about the matter related to the system. He just said: "I learned it in this boxing gym."

Old John looked at Aokiji, then turned to look at Songshanyan who was walking this way: "You really taught this kid?"

Songshanyan glanced at Aokiji, who was leaning against the cage with a relaxed expression, his face unchanged and his heart not beating, as if he had never played a game. He said a little reluctantly: "Well, it's my hand, but to be honest , The main reason is that this kid has a high level of understanding. Every time he teaches him something, he comes back with something new the next day."

Speaking of this, Songshanyan couldn't help but shook his head: "Maybe this is talent."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Aokiji. Seeing his leisurely and contented look, Songshanyan clicked his tongue: He really didn't want to praise him in front of this kid.

Old John looked at Aokiji and nodded: "Okay, at five o'clock tomorrow morning, you call Andy up and gather at the boxing gym."

"Five, five o'clock? Am I coming too?" Song Shanyan looked confused.

Old John glared at him: "This is your person."

"Okay, I understand." Song Shanyan agreed with a wry smile.

Thain finally recovered from the pain, twisted his ankle, stood up, and walked over with a slight limp: "Am I coming too?"

"Yeah." Old John's unquestionable voice made Thain couldn't help but sigh. He glanced at Aokiji. Thain's eyes were filled with resentment and complexity: "Good fight."

"Thank you." Aokiji grinned, but he also had a headache - if this was the case, wouldn't he be unable to enter the dream training room casually?

Aokiji was in distress. If he were to rank things in his mind, Qiong's affairs would be the most important thing at the moment.

But now Old John was invited by Songshanyan with great difficulty. If he just said it was inconvenient, it might not be appropriate.

But if he is still working overloaded, he is afraid that his body will not be able to bear it - he has indeed experienced the disadvantages of mental exhaustion many times before.

For example, looking back at what happened before, if he could do it over again, Aokiji would definitely have many better solutions. However, the reason why he made a wrong judgment at that time was that Aokiji thought that his idea was a bit too naive. , Erhe stayed in the dream training room for too long and was too mentally exhausted.

"What? Are you in trouble?" Old John was keenly aware of Aoki Si's hesitation.

Aokiji thought for a moment and expressed his difficulty: "If you do it this way, it can probably be done in a day or two, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to persist for a long time."

"My sister is still lying in the hospital. I have to take care of her every day. If I can't guarantee my sleep time, I might be mentally unbearable."

Old John thought for a moment and said coldly: "I know, but you still have to arrive at five o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Aokiji nodded. He could always come up with a method. Even if he really couldn't think of any good ideas at the time, he would still focus on Qiong's affairs.

Aokiji already had an idea of ​​the treatment plan for Qiong. On the one hand, this came from his mastery of medicated massage in the special dream training room, and on the other hand, it was also related to the fact that he had seen Qiong's sister with his detection eyes before. The Eye of Detection accurately stated the cause of Qiong's disease and the specific location of the discomfort, which allowed Aokiji to understand her condition a little more deeply.

As long as he can pass the massage test in the dream training room and learn the acupuncture techniques from the old man, Aokiji will be 100% sure to cure Qiong. No, as long as he learns the first two items well first, Aokiji will be confident that he can greatly slow down the deterioration of Qiong's condition and even allow her to start to get better.

Seeing Aoki Si deep in thought, Song Shanyan smiled awkwardly, but he muttered in his heart: Old John's temper was violent and cold, and he didn't know if Aoki Si could bear it.

Thinking of the days when he was tortured by Old John, Song Shanyan felt a little numb. But I have to admit that although Old John's training is a bit cruel, the effect is indeed outstanding. If Aokiji trains conscientiously during these half months, it will definitely not be difficult to improve.

"Okay, let's do this for now. Starting tomorrow, you will have three meals a day in the boxing gym. You are not allowed to take any medicine or food outside. Is there any problem?" Old John has already put himself into the role, waist and waist. He stood up straight, and his appearance, which did not look old to begin with, became a bit more energetic.

Aokiji nodded with a wry smile, mentally prepared for how much hardship he would endure in the past half month.

"I will give you enough time to rest and take care of your family, but on the other hand, the shorter the training time, the more intense the training you will receive. Is there a problem?" Old John spoke with a somewhat military demeanor. Although it ended with a question, it was obvious from his attitude that he did not refuse.

Of course, Aokiji could only say that there was no problem and he was just enduring hardship. Anyway, it was only half a month, so he just gritted his teeth and passed it. As long as he can be given time to take care of Qiong and study in the dream practice room, he thinks there will be no problem.

Seeing that Aokiji was very cooperative, Old John nodded and said to Songshanyan: "If that son of a bitch Andy dares not to come, tell him to go back and I will pay for the air ticket."

Aokiji raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that Andy and Old John had a close relationship.

"Okay." Song Shanyan nodded and glanced at Ning Qiang: "Jack, let's decide on the nutritious meal tomorrow. Is there any problem?"

"The data measured at the previous venue is quite accurate. I will set the recipe tonight and make modifications tomorrow based on his amount and type of exercise. It is recommended to do a detailed check so that my recipe can be more accurate. ."

Ning Qiang's words made Songshanyan nod with satisfaction: "Okay, then I'll leave this aspect to you."

Li Zhen took the initiative and smiled and said: "I have nothing to prepare. I will come to work on time at eight o'clock tomorrow."

As a massage therapist and doctor, Li Zhen's main role is to prevent accidental injuries and to relieve Aokiji's muscle fatigue through medical means. In fact, if the equipment was more complete, she would also plan various mechanical physical therapy treatments, but unfortunately she does not have this condition now.

"Okay, Rose." After Song Shanyan finished speaking, Aoki Si frowned again - the names A-Zhen and A-Qiang were quite familiar, but why did Jack and Rose sound even more familiar? ——

PS: Oops, I also gave A-Zhen and A-Qiang English names. They use more brain cells. I’m going to sleep now. I can’t get up without a monthly recommendation ticket subscription or something. (serious face)

Didn't expect it! I also thought about a small theater! ↓

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