Chapter 245 The Story of Old John (1/3 Guaranteed)

Chapter 245 The Story of Old John (13 Guaranteed)

Old John and Li Zhen had sex, who suffered the most?

Of course it's Aoki Tsukasa.

Old John seemed to prove that the bodies of mixed martial arts fighters were far more durable than Li Zhen thought, and the following training programs were simply horrifyingly complicated.

Twenty minutes of fancy rope skipping, four sets of head bridge movements, one set of twelve times. Five groups of rope shaking exercises, each group lasts for half a minute. Single-leg leg presses with the same weight as body weight, one set of twelve five sets, four sets of suspended weight static kicks, and inhumane combination training - such as hitting the boxing target and leg target for more than ten times, then turning around and jumping push-ups, Plus hitting the tires with a sledgehammer.

The worst thing about the combination training is that he won't let you stop. As soon as you stop, the stinky old John will start to talk with his sharp tongue: Are you a woman? Do you want to box? Do you want to be beaten by a woman? Do you look down on it?

Aokiji wanted to say that it was you who looked down upon, not me, but looking at Old John and Li Zhen who had managed to avoid a quarrel, he couldn't say this.

After the messy and high-load training was over, it was only lunch time after eleven o'clock, and Aokiji felt that he was already burned out.

Following the instructions, he endured another set of stretching and relaxation exercises. After receiving permission, Aokiji hid directly in the dressing room, lay down on a chair and fell asleep.

That's really sleepy. Generally speaking, if you start training so early, you will have time for breakfast and catch up on sleep. But Old John is really reckless. As long as he thinks you can do it, you can do it. There is no such thing. Talk about a compromise.

And to be honest when running in the morning, Aokiji ran a little too fast. He finished the run in thirty-four or five minutes. Although the distance may be slightly less than 10,000 meters, Aokiji felt that it was about the same.

Then there was almost no rest, and there was intense target shooting again. This time, Aokiji almost died half of his life.

Fortunately, although the amount of training he gave was large and the intensity was high, it was still within the tolerance range for Aokiji, and it would not injure him. This intensity was just too tiring, even for Aokiji. , and there were several times when I thought about whether to stop and take a rest.

But Old John grasped it very well - although many movements were strenuous, they could only be changed in direction to restore physical strength, allowing Aokiji to go back and forth on the edge of the limit, testing wildly, but he always felt that he could hold on a little longer.

Li Zhen walked into the dressing room holding her breath, and saw Aoki Si lying on a chair, sleeping soundly. She felt both admiration and distress for this man who was much younger than herself - how could Old John do that? How could he be so cruel to abuse a child?

For Li Zhen, who is in her mid-twenties, Aokiji is indeed still just a child. In her eyes, what Old John did was undoubtedly abuse.

Li Zhen pushed Aokiji's shoulder, but she saw that he just turned over with a cry and showed no intention of waking up.

Sighing, Li Zhen didn't call him again. Instead, she found an ice bucket and started to apply ice to Aokiji.

Aoki Si was sleeping soundly, when suddenly his legs felt cold, waking him up instantly. He opened his eyes and looked around in confusion, and saw Li Zhen pressing his legs into the ice bucket with a cold face.

"It hurts, it hurts." Aoki Si Leng grinned, and the biting chill turned into pain again.

"Are you awake? Then cheer up and go to the bathroom to lie down." Li Zhen's words made Aokiji blush: "No, what are you doing?"

"I guess you won't be able to apply ice by yourself when you get home. Go into the bathroom and let's go." Li Zhen didn't explain much and just dragged Aoki Si into the bathroom.

"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Looking at Aoki Si who was looking at him blankly, Li Zhen stared at him without blushing or heartbeat.

Aokiji let out a dull sound.

"Take it off!" Li Zhen looked at him speechlessly: "You're not wearing any underwear?"

"No, I." Aokiji shook his head and scratched his head.

"That's okay." After Li Zhen finished speaking, she saw that Aokiji was still squirming and didn't move. She sighed and said, "Then you can do it yourself. Wrap the sore muscles with a bath towel and cover them with ice cubes in the ice bucket. Come on, hold on for at least ten minutes. If it's inconvenient, just call me."

Aokiji nodded repeatedly, and Li Zhen went out in a hurry - this girl from the capital seemed to be quite quiet, how could she act so impatiently.

Sighing and rubbing his sleepy eyes, Aokiji put on the bath towel, gritted his teeth, and poured the ice bucket on his upper body. Ice cubes full of ice fell on his body, making him shiver from the cold.

But it's not like he didn't understand the benefits of doing this - at least after doing this, the muscles on his body would not be so swollen and sore in the afternoon. If Li Zhen ignored him and just slept like this, after waking up two or three hours later, The soreness in my body is terrible

The equipment was a bit shabby, so Aokiji could only lie on the floor with a clean thick towel behind his head, and the ice cubes wetted the towel to maintain the temperature. It would be much more convenient if there was a large wooden bucket or bathtub.

Guessing that the time was almost up, Aokiji walked out of the bathroom inhaling the air-conditioning, wiped his body, and got dressed. As soon as he went out, he bumped into Li Zhen again.

Li Zhen glanced at Aoki Si: "Why are you putting it on? Go back and lie down."

"Huh?" Aokiji's eyes widened: "It should be enough time, right?"

"Massage!" Li Zhen rolled her eyes and muttered: "I'm not here to get paid by white-collar workers. Don't worry, my skills are not only from a professional background, but I also learned it after two years of being pestered by a master. Please keep your massage." I feel completely comfortable, and I can practice whatever I want in the afternoon."

Aokiji looked at the bench in the locker room in confusion: "Just lie down here?"

"There's that stinky old man outside, so just stay here and make do with it." Li Zhen obviously resented the old John outside deeply. This Beijing movie made Aokiji feel nostalgic and dumbfounded at the same time. She muttered: "You said that even though this old man is so grown up, he still doesn't know how to keep pace with the times. He's still doing the same old things, and he doesn't feel like he's lost his status."

"He's like a stick, he's here to show off his power. If the boss hadn't had a good relationship with him, I would have spit in his face. It's not easy for me to speak English. I removed a few words over and over, but it doesn't matter. If he wants to kill someone, he must understand Chinese, and my aunt will have to scold his ancestors for eight generations today."

Hearing this series of words, Aokiji couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Don't always talk about others like this, Old John is doing it for me."

"What a fart, you don't even understand what old John is." Li Zhen asked Aoki Si to lie down on the bench, rolled up his cuffs, and the small muscles that should have been on his white and tender forearms were all very clear, and moved towards Aoki Si As soon as he put his hand on his shoulder, Aoki felt comfortable and said, "Hey."

"What's going on?" Aokiji felt that this pressing technique was somewhat similar to the technique he learned in the dream training room, but also somewhat different. He closed his eyes and felt how hard she was, Where to use your strength, while asking her about old John.

To be honest, Aokiji was also very curious about the origin of Old John. Not only did Songshanyan treat him with respect, but even Andy, who had been so arrogant to him before, behaved like a grandson when he saw Old John.

Aokiji estimated that Andy might not be as respectful to his mother as he was to Old John.

But looking at Li Zhen's attitude towards Old John, it seems that Old John is not as high-status as he thought.

"Do you know much about UFC?" Li Zhen asked while massaging.

Aokiji shook his head: "It's not much, just know that he is the top stage of MMA, the top mixed martial arts event in the world."

"Hey, you are also a professional athlete after all. How come you know less about nursing than me in this circle?" Li Zhen cleared her throat and began to explain: "You know the first time mixed martial arts entered the public eye, that is Started in the UFC, right?”

Aokiji shook his head honestly.

Li Zhen rolled her eyes: "Okay, let me start from the beginning. I say you should really understand it more."

"Yeah." Aokiji agreed. He still didn't know much about mixed martial arts.

"Even if you don't understand how bad the UFC's ethics were at the beginning, you should have heard about it. At that time, the UFC's slogan in the United States was, two people go in, one person comes out. It promoted bloody violence and no rules. "

Li Zhen snorted coldly: "Of course it attracted batch after batch of martial artists who thought they were powerful in the beginning."

"And just when this event was just starting out, Old John brought his buddy, Bigpag, into the UFC arena."

"BIGPAG is a strong black man. He used to be a wrestler. Later, he learned kickboxing and jiu-jitsu under the leadership of John Sr. As soon as he entered the UFC, he shined in the face of those players who were very unskilled. Let’s shine on the UFC2 stage.”

"And as BIGPAG got better and better, and the relationship between Old John and the Tracy family, which was in full swing at the time, was very good, many boxers joined Old John's banner. At that time, the management contracts of MMA boxers were very vague. Next, John Sr. can be said to be the first person to combine professionalism with MMA."

"Although he did not join the UFC company, the situation at that time was basically that Old John alone controlled nearly one-third of the fighters and cooperated with the UFC."

"And old John soon encountered his first Waterloo."

When Aokiji heard this, he tilted his head curiously: Old John's first Waterloo?

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PS: There are still a few days until the third update. I have recently saved the draft, and I have modified a lot of subsequent plots. I also have to organize my thoughts. I will slowly start adding more updates in a few days. There will be no guarantee of three updates next month. How much easier will it be for me to have two updates?