We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

In the blink of an eye, winter goes and spring comes.

That afternoon, Fan Xiaolin got off work from the Radio and Television Building and went straight to the boxing gym as usual.

Ever since she broke her arm during her last undercover investigation, Chen Zhuo insisted on taking her to practice Sanda.

After all, he couldn't be with her all the time, nor could he stop her from pursuing her career. He could only help her improve her self-protection skills.

Therefore, in recent months, Fan Xiaolin and Chen Zhuo would meet directly at the boxing gym after work every day, and would go to dinner after training.

The boxing gym is on the basement floor of CBD.

When Fan Xiaolin arrived, there were already quite a few people inside.

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

Seeing her come in, several athletes greeted her.

The owner of this boxing gym is called Lao Huang, who Chen Zhuo met when he was serving his sentence.

After Lao Huang was released from prison, he began to think about starting a business. At that time, Chen Zhuo had just joined the fleet. When he heard that Lao Huang was short of money, he lent him half of his newly earned salary without saying a word.

Later, Lao Huang gave him the boxing gym for free. Chen Zhuo often came here to stretch his muscles when he needed to exercise for long distances.

He was very talented in fighting, but he didn't like socializing or drinking. He just practiced boxing when he had nothing to do, and soon he reached the eighth level in Sanda.

Now this boxing gym is doing better and better.

"Mr. Huang," Fan Xiaolin greeted him, "Where's Brother Zhuo?"

Old Huang said, "Brother Zhuo said he was going to buy you some snacks."

As he was speaking, Chen Zhuo pushed the door open and came in.

He was holding two bags of fried chicken, which smelled delicious.

Fan Xiaolin was already starving, and her eyes lit up green when she saw the fried chicken.

"He said he saw you were almost there, so he went to get it for you," Old Huang said with a smile, "He said it should be eaten while it's hot. If you bring it back too early, it won't taste good. Oh, Linzi, you have no idea how many girls envy you!!!"

This boxing gym also has many female customers. In the past, whenever Chen Zhuo came to practice boxing, the female customers would be absent-minded. Lao Huang was very embarrassed and had to let him go to the VIP room alone.

"Thank you for the compliment," Fan Xiaolin said with a smile as she took the fried chicken. "Let's go, Brother Zhuo. I'm going to take you down today."

The two of them entered the single room, one in front and one behind.

"Oh right, today I have to practice that," Fan Xiaolin mumbled with her mouth full of fried chicken, "that, um, shoulder throw!"

Chen Zhuo saw her wolfing down her food while waving her arms to warm up, and she was so cute that he couldn't help laughing.

She looked resolute and decisive, but at heart she was a silly girl. Chen Zhuo playfully ruffled her hair.

After eating the chicken nuggets, Fan Xiaolin recovered fully.

She stood up, tied her hair, took off her coat, and her sports vest and shorts showed off her beautiful muscle lines.

Recently, due to practicing Sanda, the muscle lines of her limbs have become tighter and smoother. Even when wearing a simple vest and shorts, her whole body exudes vigorous vitality, and even the class style is gone.

"Come on, Brother Zhuo," Fan Xiaolin flexed her wrist and jumped lightly, "Don't show mercy, attack my most vulnerable spot."

Chen Zhuo threw a feint punch and hit Fan Xiaolin in the face.

Fan Xiaolin leaned back deftly, exerted strength from his core, and finished his attack steadily, then threw a right hook at Chen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo dodged by turning his head, and blocked her attack with his forearm. His movements were so smooth that one could almost see the afterimage.

"Just a little bit more!" he urged.

Fan Xiaolin refused to give up and rushed forward to attack.

She swung her left fist at Chen Zhuo's shoulder and kicked his knee with her right foot.

Chen Zhuo blocked lightly, then retreated, and once again offset her attack.

"Isn't there enough fried chicken?" He spoke without even breathing. "Do you want me to buy two more bags?"

People who exercise regularly are different from those who sharpen their swords at the last minute.

Chen Zhuo looks thin, but he actually has a lot of muscle density. Every time Fan Xiaolin touches him, it feels like touching a stone.

"What are you eating!" Fan Xiaolin refused to admit defeat, "If you beat up your mother, I'll go on a hunger strike!"

Chen Zhuo smiled and said, "Then you will definitely starve to death."

Sarcasm is also a necessary skill in fighting, which can inspire a person's fighting spirit.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Fan Xiaolin's eyes instantly became fierce.

She raised her foot hard and kicked Chen Zhuo several times using Taekwondo techniques.

After being blocked by Chen Zhuo, she turned around and did a roundhouse kick, about to kick him in the heart!

Chen Zhuo tilted his head and raised his hand, patting her ankle and removing her strength again!

"Too slow!" he taunted again, "You treat me like the owner of a black workshop! You treat me like a demon hindering your investigation!"

Although Fan Xiaolin had mastered the basic skills during this period, he was unable to get close to Chen Zhuo and could not break through his defense.

According to Lao Huang, as long as he could get close to Chen Zhuo, he would have no problem fighting five people at once when he went out for secret investigations.

Because those gangsters fight in groups without any rules, it seems scary to outsiders, but it is full of loopholes to insiders.

“Watch this!!!!”

Fan Xiaolin was furious. He took three steps forward and threw a feint.

Just as she was approaching Chen Zhuo, she suddenly staggered and revealed a flaw. Realizing Chen Zhuo's clone, she seized the opportunity and punched Chen Zhuo in the armpit!

There was a dull thud!

Fan Xiaolin's competitive spirit has reached its peak. She seems to see countless unscrupulous workshops, bosses of underground black industries, and those cockroaches hiding in the dark.

"Kill you!"

She flew over the sandbag, grabbed Chen Zhuo's left arm, turned around, bent down, and exerted force on her waist and abdomen!

I felt a lightness behind me.

It’s over.

Snapped!

Chen Zhuo was thrown over her shoulder by her and fell face down on the ground.

Fan Xiaolin regretted it the moment she threw him down, but it was too late.

Chen Zhuo was panting, his laughter trembling with his chest.

"Congratulations, you won."

Fan Xiaolin was stunned.

After she came to her senses, she had no time to feel the joy of the breakthrough, but just helped Chen Zhuo up with heartache.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Didn't I tell you not to let me go?" She nervously checked his body. "Are you hurt? Are there any broken bones?"

Chen Zhuo was about to say it was okay when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ring finger.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and found that his ring finger was bent into a strange arc...

Still broke...

"Oh, I'm sorry!!!" Fan Xiaolin looked like she was about to cry, "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital. This is all my fault. Why did you provoke me just now?"

She was anxious and worried, and she was spinning around in circles without even taking off her gloves.

"It's okay," Chen Zhuo breathed in, still trying to comfort her, "This is normal. Bumps and bruises are common in Sanda."

Fan Xiaolin grabbed Chen Zhuo's hand, put it to her lips, and kissed it frantically.

Chen Zhuo felt her warm breath and didn't feel any pain at all.

"No need to go to the hospital."

Having just been defeated by Fan Xiaolin, he came to his senses and still felt a little unwilling.

Boys still want to look handsome in front of their beloved girls.

Chen Zhuo pulled his hand out of Fan Xiaolin's.

"No need to go to the hospital," he flexed his wrist, "I can handle it."

Before Fan Xiaolin asked him how he did it, she saw Chen Zhuo pinch the dislocated finger and bend it back.

Click! ! ! !

Fan Xiaolin was scared to death.

"All right."

Chen Zhuo exhaled, and his fingers were intact.

He forcefully put his dislocated finger back in place!!!

"Brother Zhuo!!!" Fan Xiaolin's admiration came from the heart, "You are so handsome! You are a man among men!! A masculine among masculine men, Brother Zhuo, you are my brother forever!!!"

Chen Zhuo was praised so highly by her that he couldn't help laughing, but he tried to remain calm.

"One finger in exchange for your apprenticeship today, it's totally worth it."