Is Dr. Gao remarried today?

Chapter 296 Get the Brother-in-law

Chapter 291
Gao Chuan didn't expect that Fang Mo would take the initiative to make an appointment with him. After answering Fang Mo's call, the man specifically rejected the schedule under his hands and rushed to the appointment.

A man in a suit and leather shoes drove to a boxing club. Looking at the young man surrounded by a group of people not far away, his brows and eyes turned cold.

Immediately, a boy who was about the same age as Fang Mo came out and guided the man to the ring in the center. It seemed that a fight had just ended, and a group of young men below were flattering Fang Mo standing in the center without hesitation.

When a group of young boys were complacent, the appearance of Gao Chuan attracted everyone's curious eyes. Chen Mi followed behind the man, looking coldly at the group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys in front of him, with an ugly and scary expression on his face.

"Who is this?"

"Who called here?"

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Fang Mo saw the man standing outside, jumped over the railing and jumped off the ring. He stood in front of Gao Chuan in a vigorous posture, and let the people beside him throw it into Gao Chuan's hands without saying a word. Tossed a pair of boxing gloves.

"Hey, Gao, fight with me today."

The young man's arrogant voice reached his ears. Gao Chuan picked up the gloves indifferently. The gloom on his face did not disappear. Looking around at the crowd, he threw the gloves back and said in a deep voice: "Do not hit."

He wasn't naive enough to fight a child, and he knew well that the reason why Fang Mo did this was probably because he lost face in front of him that night and wanted to redeem it in this way.

boring.

Seeing this battle, Secretary Chen behind him had the same thought as Gao Chuan. The two turned around and wanted to leave, but Fang Mo, who was rejected, snorted coldly at the man's back: "You don't dare, do you?"

As soon as the boy's voice fell, many people at the scene laughed and responded. Words like "shrinking turtle" and "cowardly" reached Gao Chuan's ears. To leave the scene.

"Why are the kids nowadays so rebellious!" Chen Mi, who was beside him, listened to the mockery of the group of people, and whispered behind Gao Chuan.

Before the two of them reached the door, Fang Mo's voice came from behind again, "Gao, don't you want to know where my sister is now?"

When the voice fell to the ground, the man stopped suddenly, and his tall figure stopped quietly.

Seeing Gao Chuan stop, Fang Mo behind him continued to add fuel and jealousy: "If you leave today, you will never want to see my sister."

Obviously threatening him, Secretary Chen listened to the boy's yelling words with a snort on his face, thinking how could this typical aggressive method be able to move Gao Chuan.

However, when the man turned his head again, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. When he took a closer look, Gao Chuan had already turned back slowly.

"..."

Seeing that Gao Chuan finally agreed to himself, Fang Mo, who had succeeded in his plan, hooked his lips and smiled, and threw the glove to Gao Chuan again, and explained: "Two wins in three rounds, no points are counted, just knock the opponent down."

As if feeling that the ending was settled, the young man added with extra confidence: "If you beat me, I will recognize you as brother-in-law."

However, he concluded that Gao Chuan would definitely not win, so he naturally didn't need to recognize this brother-in-law.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, Gao Chuan's expression was still calm. He took off his suit jacket and handed it to the secretary behind him. He said concisely: "One round will do."

When the people at the scene heard the man's voice, they laughed in unison, with disapproval written all over their expressions.

Fang Mo couldn't help but pursed his lips, but didn't make a sound to refute, thinking that this man is really beyond his control.

"Master Mo, come on, beat him!"

"Master Mo is mighty!"

The other teenagers at the scene were whistling and shouting. Amidst the noise, Secretary Chen stood under the stage with Gao Chuan's coat in his arms. Looking at the group of teenagers beside him who were determined to win, he couldn't help but blushed.

It’s over.

Fang Mo is done.

Gao Chuan doesn't understand the rules of their boxing ring. In his eyes, this is more like a wrestling match. As long as you can knock down the opponent, you can win. It doesn't seem to matter whether you have this pair of gloves or not.

Fang Mo didn't talk nonsense anymore. After the whistle sounded, he stepped forward and waved his fist at Gao Chuan.

Gao Chuan took the risk to dodge twice, and the young man in front of him had already aggressively cornered him. After being overwhelmed, Gao Chuan had no choice but to take the initiative.

It's just that instead of punching, the man locked the boy's leg with his hand, and when he caught him by surprise, he directly threw an over-the-shoulder throw.

The moment he landed, he bent slightly again, and the man's speed slowed down, so Fang Mo didn't feel too much pain when he landed.

One minute before the start of the game, the boy fell directly on the ground, and the scene was suddenly silent.

This...is completely out of line.

Fang Mo rubbed his butt after agreeing to punch him to the ground, looked up and saw that Gao Chuan was about to take off his gloves, and said coldly to him: "It's over."

How could Fang Mo, who had lost face in front of his friends, give up lightly, stood up again and stopped punching like before, and directly hugged the man's calf, trying to pin Gao Chuan down with his bare hands.

The two tore apart, Gao Chuan was not wearing a fighting outfit like Fang Mo, the white shirt on his body was torn apart by Fang Mo during the fight with the boy, and the man's well-defined muscles were exposed to the air.

Fang Mo looked at the man's tight chest muscles, and was taken aback for a moment, before being pushed to the ground by Gao Chuan again without paying attention.

The moment he lay on the ground, the boy gritted his teeth and his face was livid.

He thought that Gao Chuan, who had been in the business field all year round, would be like Fang Ping, not a big belly, and not in good shape, but he suddenly saw eight yuan.

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Careless.

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locker room.

Gao Chuan put on a black shirt one size smaller than himself in front of the young man, turned his head and saw Fang Mo was staring at his chest muscles, the envy in his eyes was overflowing, the man hooked the corners of his mouth He snapped the buttons neatly.

"Why are you so good? Have you practiced before?" Fang Mo came back to his senses and questioned him curiously.

Gao Chuan took the coat from Secretary Chen, sneered and said nothing.

"I heard from my sister that you were a doctor before, how can you still have such a good figure with a scalpel?" Fang Mo thought about the touch of the man's abdominal muscle just now in the fighting arena, and wondered how much harder it was than his. .

"I haven't practiced before, but I usually work out." Gao Chuan answered his question honestly, but was heard by Secretary Chen, and the man covered his mouth and laughed.

Gao Chuan has always been self-disciplined, and his body management has always been very good, but he can play so well, and he has to start from the last time Jiang An was in danger.

After being subdued by two gangsters that time, Gao Chuan would spare time to wrestle with professional coaches after work. After practicing for a while, his combat effectiveness improved a lot.

The boy stood aside and didn't ask any more questions. He offered Gao Chuan a glass of mineral water and said seriously, "You are really good. I am convinced that I lost."

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)