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"Zhao Yamei?" Chen Ze was stunned.

"Yes, just call me Ami." The girl smiled.

"This."

Looking at Zhao Yamei, Chen Ze was even more stunned. He wanted to ask Zhao Yamei's name, but he didn't expect that she would say it automatically before he opened his mouth.

"Why did you tell me this all of a sudden?" Chen Ze asked.

"I remember when I was separated from you at the airport, I vaguely heard someone ask my name." Zhao Yamei said, looked at Chen Ze and smiled.

"Really?" Chen Ze said, pretending to be stupid, "Why didn't I hear it?"

"Oh, and if I don't tell you my name, I feel that I will lose money." Zhao Yamei said.

"You're at a loss?" Hearing what Zhao Yamei said, Chen Ze was even more stunned, "What's your loss?"

"I know your name, but you don't know mine. Isn't that my loss?" Zhao Yamei said.

"You know my name?" Chen Ze was stunned, he remembered that he had never told her the name, how could she know?

"That's right, your name is Chen Ze." Zhao Yamei said.

"How do you know?" Chen Ze was a little surprised.

"Guess." Zhao Yamei smiled, "Am I guessing right?"

"..."

After getting out of the elevator, Chen Ze, led by Zhao Yamei, walked towards the door of the club.

As soon as he walked to the door, Chen Ze saw a large glass door, and on the glass door was a large photo of a person.

The character in this photo is a man in his forties, with a bald head, a beard, and a fierce look on his face.

"Who is this person?" Chen Ze asked.

"This person has two identities, one is the owner of this club." Zhao Yamei said.

"Oh, then this person is quite narcissistic." Chen Ze said, "He looks fierce, but he dared to make his photo so big and put it here, his courage is really commendable. The second identity gone?"

"My father." Zhao Yamei said.

Hearing Zhao Yamei's words, Chen Ze was so shocked that his jaw didn't drop to the ground: "You, your father?"

Chen Ze looked carefully at Zhao Yamei, and then at her father. Zhao Yamei was naturally extremely beautiful, with a heroic spirit in her beauty, but she had no resemblance to the person in this photo at all. This, are you sure they are father and daughter?

Chen Ze suddenly reacted: "By the way, Zhao Yamei said that her father was a former professional boxer, and the name of this boxing club is also Yamei. Yes, it must be named after Zhao Yamei."

Thinking of this, Chen Ze hastily opened his mouth, sweating, "Haha, I just said why uncle looks so brave, so it's your father."

"Ami."

Just as Chen Ze opened his mouth to make up for what he just said, a voice suddenly came from inside. Chen Ze looked up, and a person from a distance greeted Zhao Yamei.

"Who is this person?" Chen Ze asked.

"My vicious father." Zhao Yamei said, waving to her father while speaking.

"..."

After walking in, Zhao Yamei greeted her father, and then took Chen Ze to visit around.

Needless to say, this boxing club is indeed extremely luxurious, and all kinds of facilities for practicing boxing are also very complete, with sandbags hanging everywhere.

In the middle, there is another arena!

Besides Chen Ze, there were many people practicing in vests, obviously they were all members here.

There are also more people, like Chen Ze, visiting in these four weeks. Obviously, they are also considering joining the club, so they came in to visit.

"Is uncle a former professional player? When did you retire? Why does it seem that I have never seen it before?"

While visiting, Chen Ze looked at Zhao Yamei's father and asked.

Since he knew that his task was boxing, he searched the Internet and got a general understanding of the current boxing, especially in recent years, he has a general understanding of the famous boxers in the world and China.

However, in Chen Ze's memory, he had never seen Zhao Yamei's father.

"It's been a long time, probably more than ten years." Zhao Yamei said after thinking for a while, "I remember when I was just in elementary school, my father retired."

"I see." Chen Ze nodded. If it was ten years ago, then Chen Ze really didn't know that long ago. "So after retiring, did uncle open such a club?"

"Yeah, after retiring, my dad opened this kind of boxing club. In his words, he just wanted to find something to do at first, so as not to be bored after retiring. Therefore, the scale of the club was small at first, but with the help of my dad With the fame back then, the club has grown step by step, and has opened several until now, all of which are located in the city center." Zhao Yamei said.

As she said that, she pointed to the wall beside her: "Look, Chen Ze, what was shown on this TV is the video of my father's competition back then. Look, look, the next move is my father's favorite boxing technique back then .”

Hearing Zhao Yamei's words, Chen Ze quickly looked at the TV on the wall. Inside the TV, two shirtless boxers were standing in the ring to fight. One of them with a bare head was Zhao Yamei's father.

But at this moment, his situation is not very good. He was cornered by another boxer, and he seemed completely unable to withstand the attack of another boxer.

But just when another boxer threw a punch towards Zhao Yamei's father, a miraculous thing happened, Zhao Yamei's father suddenly disappeared.

Then he appeared next to the boxer, punched the boxer hard, and knocked the boxer to the ground with one punch, directly knocking him out.

"This, how could this happen?" Chen Ze was stunned when he saw this paragraph, and he didn't understand it at all.

"Hey, this is my father's unique skill. It's called Disappearing Boxing." Zhao Yamei smiled, seeming a little proud. "The point of this trick is not the fist, but the footwork. You must deliberately lure the opponent to force yourself to A corner, and then wait for the opponent to form a 45-degree angle with you and relax your vigilance, then you can use that footwork, escape from the corner, and give the opponent a surprise blow."

While talking, Zhao Yamei showed Chen Ze the footwork.

Zhao Yamei said it was very simple, but the footwork she showed was very complicated.

"This footwork is very difficult to master. I asked my father to teach this footwork since I was a child, but it was not until I graduated from junior high school that I really mastered this footwork." Zhao Yamei said.

Chen Ze nodded, and he looked at it seriously: "It is indeed very delicate."

"Brother Zhao, you opened another club, how could you not inform me, so that I can congratulate you."

At this moment, another sound came from the gate. Chen Ze looked back and saw a man who was about the same age as Zhao Yamei's father, leading a group of young people in.

Seeing these people, Zhao Yamei frowned: "The kicker is here again."

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