Firepower is king

Not everyone can have the experience of taking a strong man to dinner who has been hungry for two days.

Burger King's big three-patty burger is so satisfying that you'll be full after just one.

But the Big Burger Mike looks like a mini burger in Mike's hand. The highlight really didn't notice that Mike's hand is so big.

Mike ate five large burgers in one go, drank two large glasses of Coke, and then ate three boxes of fries.

"As an athlete, I can't overeat, just eat this."

Mike finally touched his belly and said with emotion: "I haven't eaten fast food for a long time because I have to maintain a healthy diet. As an athlete, I can't indulge myself."

Gao Guang didn't say anything. He just wanted to know why he said he had to take care of food and housing.

Mike cleaned up the garbage on the table and put it in the tray. He hesitated and collected the garbage made by Gao Guang. Then he dumped the garbage into the trash can and came back to sit in front of Gao Guang with a serious look on his face. He said: "It's been two days since I took a shower. Can I take a shower at my residence?"

Gao Guang could already smell the body odor. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's go. I'll take you to buy two pairs of clothes. The money will be deducted from your salary."

Mike was still shirtless, but Gao Guang glanced down and found that Mike was wearing a pair of AJs on his feet, but Gao Guang didn't know much about sneakers, so he just said casually: "The shoes are good."

"Of course, AJ zero, it's more than two thousand."

Gao Guang was stunned for a moment when he was about to get up. He looked at the green sneakers on Mike's feet and said in shock: "How much?"

"More than two thousand dollars, limited edition. I don't like green very much, but there were too few sizes for me, so I wore it."

"Uh, zero dollar purchase?"

"Not this one."

"Huh? Can you afford it?"

Mike shrugged and said, "Wear something nice to try on the shoes, and then run away. No one can catch up. I kept the old shoes. How can this be considered a zero-dollar purchase?"

"I'll go fuck your sister..."

"I don't have a sister."

I took Mike to buy two sets of clothes, one sporty and one formal. Then I had to buy toiletries for Mike. And Gao Guang still lived in the office, so of course I could only bring Mike to the office.

Gao Guang was still sleeping on a mattress, so Mike had no choice but to make a bed on the floor. Anyway, Gao Guang wouldn't sleep in the same room as Mike, and for Mike, he was content with having a roof over his head to sleep on, and having a sofa was the ultimate enjoyment. How much more could be expected of a street homeless reserve.

Wake up until dawn and then go to the gym.

Then Gao Guang discovered that Mike had gone to the gym earlier than him. When he stood at the door and saw Mike holding a forty-pound dumbbell and swinging his arms like windmills, he hesitated for a moment. Finally, he went back to get the pistol and used his armpits. He unholstered the gun and hung it on his chest.

"Hi, have you taken your medicine?"

Mike was sweating profusely. He held a dumbbell in each hand and looked sideways at the highlight.

Gao Guang had already made up his mind. He would draw his gun whenever Mike looked at him wrongly, and he would shoot whenever Mike came towards him.

"Boss, you actually have a gym, which is great."

Although you are practicing routines, you must also practice strength, but Gaoguang will not deliberately train muscles, let alone shape.

"Well, have you taken your medicine?"

"have eaten."

After hearing Mike's answer, Gao Guang walked to the dumbbell rack, picked up a fifteen-pound dumbbell and started shaking it. Then, he felt something was wrong with Mike's eyes.

Mike's eyes were quite common in the gym, with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling. It was too polite to laugh at him, but Mike's speed suddenly increased a bit.

Looking at his own and Ma Ganer's arms, Gao Guang silently put down the dumbbells and walked aside.

Mike raised his head and smiled: "Maybe you should warm up first. I'm almost done warming up. Also, can you buy a pair of 70-pound dumbbells? The dumbbells here are too small."

Gao Guang was filled with hatred and said, "Well, although athletes also need to train strength, they can't train muscles just to look good, right?"

"Yeah, so I just warm up. If I really build muscles, I won't do such a low fitness level. My main training method now is running. In addition, I want to increase my fat content, combine speed and strength, and be explosive." For strength, you can’t just train muscles.”

Just say it, just blow it, it doesn't matter if you pose, Gao Guang hates it in his heart.

I can't stay in the gym anymore, and I definitely can't come with Mike. If Mike hadn't been mentally ill, Gao Guang would have kicked him out, but now, Gao Guang has no choice but to leave on his own.

However, I couldn't get over the energy in my heart, so I couldn't just leave like this. When Gao Guang reached a spacious place, he moved his hands and feet, and suddenly there was a loud roar.

"Ah fight!"

A loud shout startled Mike.

Gao Guang made a starting gesture, then he exhaled and turned somersaults on the spot.

Although he is not a martial arts student, Gao Guang can do twelve somersaults in one breath.

After doing ten somersaults in one breath, Gao Guang made a big fork on the spot and lay down. Carp stood up straight and unleashed a set of long punches.

There was a loud bang, and Gao Guang glanced sideways during his busy schedule and found that Mike was hurriedly picking up the dumbbells that fell on the ground.

Somersaulting and punching with a gun is a bit in the way.

Gao Guang slowly made a stance to retract his fist, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the dumbfounded Mike, confidently raised his head and said, "You practice slowly, I'll be fine."

"Wait a moment!"

Mike walked over with a pilgrim's face. When Gao Guang was hesitating whether to draw his gun, Mike suddenly grabbed his arm.

Too fast, too fast.

It was a little late for Gao Guang to draw his gun now, so he could only feel extremely frightened and said with a calm face: "What are you doing?"

"You are from China, and Chinese people really know kung fu!"

Feeling at ease, Gao Guang nodded and said: "Not everyone knows kung fu, basically... most of them know it."

"What do you think of me practicing kung fu? It's impossible for me to play rugby. I'm good at basketball, but I can't reach the level of entering the NBA. Many people suggest that I develop into fighting. What do you think of me playing MMA? But I have no money. If you can’t afford a coach, can you teach me kung fu?”

"Let go first."

Mike let go of the hand holding the highlight as if he was electrocuted.

Gao Guang nodded, cupped his fists and said, "Chinese people, mainly those of us who practice martial arts, should salute like this."

Mike immediately clasped his fists.

"On the contrary, this is it."

Correcting Mike's gesture, Gao Guang said calmly: "You are too late to learn kung fu at your age, but if you want to become a fighting master, you still have a chance. It will depend on your performance in the future. If you want to learn kung fu, go to the Internet to learn something first. It’s called respecting teachers, and I may not be able to teach you personally, because what I practice is... confidential, but I will find an opportunity to find someone to train you in the future, of course, the premise is that you perform well."

There was light in Mike's eyes, a light of hope.

"I definitely performed well! How do you want me to perform?"

Gao Guang thought for a while and said: "You need to perform well in the long term. But soon someone will apply for the job. You go take a shower, take medicine, put on formal clothes, stand behind me and be my bodyguard. What you want is momentum, momentum." Do you understand? Well, all we want is respect, understand?"

"I understand, I understand, I understand!"

He wanted to pat Mike's shoulder, but it was too high to take the shot, so Gao Guang patted Mike's arm and said calmly: "Practice slowly."

After Gao Guang left, he looked back and found Mike in a daze alone in the gym. He exhaled with relief, and then went to play a few sets of boxing on the lawn outside.

Next, it’s all about waiting.

This Mike is really imposing in a suit, absolutely imposing, especially the look in his eyes that is sure to be effective. Unfortunately, the suit doesn't fit well, and it lacks just a little taste.

It was half past nine in the morning, and Grant still hadn't come. Gao Guang was a little impatient. Just when he was about to make a call, Mike who was in the reception hall suddenly rushed into his office and said anxiously: "Here he is! He's here!"

After speaking, Mike rushed out again. Gao Guang quickly sat upright and pretended to look at a document on the table.

While flipping through paper leaves, Mike knocked on the door, then pushed open the glass door of the chairman's office, and said in a calm and manly voice: "Boss, the reserved guests have arrived."

Gao Guang looked at the people next to Mike.

He has a strong build and is over 1.8 meters tall. He has flowing curly hair and a beard hanging down from the corners of his mouth. He is in his thirties. He is a white man who always looks a little uncomfortable. He was also carrying a big bag.

"Grant."

After a brief moment to himself, Grant dropped the bag in his hand on the ground, sat down directly on the chair in front of Gao Guang, first smoothed his hair back, and then said: "You won't let me partner with that nigger, will you?"

Gao Guang sighed inwardly, luckily, Mike was out, otherwise a fight would have started in his office by now.

John is right, this guy is really annoying, really annoying.

Seeing Gao Guang's unkind expression, Grant touched his beard and said indifferently: "Okay, I won't yell like that in front of him. Now tell me how to sign the contract."

Gao Guang spread his hands and said: "You..."

Grant waved his hand and said, "Let you see my equipment."

Grant slapped one ID on the table, then a second, and a third.

"Gun license, security registration, retirement certificate, man, hurry up. If you agree, sign the contract. If you don't agree, I'll leave."

Grant opened the bag and said: "Rifles, pistols, body armor, night vision goggles, I bring my own equipment. The important thing is that all my equipment is legal."

At this time, Mike came in with two cups of coffee, and he put them in front of Grant with a smile.

Grant held up the cup grandly, smiled at Mike and said, "Thank you."

After taking a sip of coffee, Grant frowned and said, "This coffee tastes terrible."

If the cup had been filled with sulfuric acid instead of coffee, Grant would have probably slapped Grant in the face. However, he held back his anger and said, "Follow my orders in everything, otherwise I will fire you. If you can join the job today, If you can’t work tomorrow, you can leave now.”

Grant said indifferently: "I can tell at a glance that you are a rookie, but it doesn't matter. Who made you the boss? As long as you pay me, I will definitely listen to you. I am a qualified veteran. What time will it be tomorrow?" work?"

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