Transmigrated Son-in-law

3Before Gao Wanyong's impatient expression disappeared, it froze on his face. He only felt that someone had stabbed a knife into his stomach and then forcefully stirred it.    

    

"Ahh …" He cried out miserably. With just a single cry, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.    

    

The laughter outside the arena still hadn't stopped. One could even hear the sounds of people betting: "I think Gao Wanyong could beat that brat up with one punch."    

    

"This is too exaggerated. I think it will take at least a few punches. Gao Wanyong can fight, but he looks pretty strong too."    

    

"Then let's bet. Let's bet."    

    

Before he finished his sentence, Gao Wanyong had already fallen. The two bets immediately choked him and he was speechless for a long time.    

    

After a long while, someone exclaimed: "Oh my god, what's going on? One punch to defeat Gao Wanyong, this kid must have killed Unrivaled Super Hottie, right?"    

    

This Gao Wanyong was very famous in the club. After practicing martial arts for many years, he also liked to show off this point and frequently displayed his martial arts and muscles. It was indeed very effective and many women were willing to pair up with him.    

    

"My muscles are so tough, it hurts."    

    

Yang Xuan shook his hands and pretended to be in pain. Although everyone saw him acting all good at the expense, no one dared to mock him. After all, he was the one who beat Gao Wanyong up with a single punch.    

    

Seeing everyone in a state of shock, Yang Xuan said in a serious tone, "Everyone think about it, although the broadcast gymnastics looks simple and childish, but how many experts and scholars set it and even pushed it all the way to the whole country? There's a big secret behind it."    

    

After he was done, he left the stage in a relaxed manner.    

    

Someone began to ponder, "Could it be that there really is some secret hidden in radio gymnastics? No, I must practice it when I return home."    

    

Yang Xuan didn't know that his bluff had really convinced some of the people here. After they went back home, they started practicing with the radio and gymnastics. After all, it was still better than sitting here every day.    

    

Yang Xuan walked up to Yuh Qianqian, who rushed over in surprise. Although she was reluctant to join this club and didn't like Yang Xuan, who she met for the first time, but due to a woman's innate admiration for the strong, her attitude towards Yang Xuan was much more gentle.    

    

Yang Xuan asked, "You really hate Gao Wanyong?"    

    

Yuh Qianqian nodded. "I don't like this type. I like people who are more refined. His looks don't meet my requirements and he kept pestering me. But it's also because of him that no other man dares to provoke me."    

    

It was true that Gao Wanyong was tall and sturdy, with a scar on his face and various wounds on his body. He was indeed tall and sturdy, with a scar on his face and various wounds on his body.    

    

No wonder she didn't choose Gao Wanyong. At this time, Zhang Rong walked over to his side, patted his shoulder and said happily, "You're awesome! You can actually beat Gao Wanyong. It seems like I underestimated you before."    

    

"This is nothing."    

    

Yang Xuan smiled, indicating that this was just a small matter.    

    

Zhang Rong suddenly asked mysteriously, "Can radio gymnastics really produce kung fu?"    

    

Yang Xuan was speechless, this was just a bluff, he took it for real. But then he thought about it again, whether there was any harm in doing exercises or not, so he said: "Of course, to tell you the truth, I trained hard in radio and gymnastics to get this martial arts."    

    

Zhang Rong's eyes lit up when she heard this. After all, which male in China didn't have dreams of becoming a hero? He immediately decided to train hard in broadcast gymnastics from now on.    

    

Thinking of this, he looked at his big belly, then looked at Yang Xuan's well-proportioned muscles and felt even more excited.    

    

At this time, a doctor who had been arranged by the club quickly walked into the arena with an emergency apparatus and checked Gao Wanyong's body, which was still unconscious on the ground.    

    

After a simple examination, the doctor asked the host, White Mask, "How did he get injured?"    

    

The host said, "He was injured by someone."    

    

Saying this, his face revealed a bit of disdain, "Every day I heard from Gao Wanyong how good I am at fighting, four or five strong men are no problem, if I fought desperately, I could have dealt with more than ten people, but today I was actually knocked unconscious with a single punch. In my opinion, he is not useful at all, he is just bragging."    

    

The doctor was shocked to see Gao Wanyong's injury.    

    

"It's incredible to defeat a man in his prime with a single punch and cause this kind of injury. Do you know how much strength this requires? Are you kidding me? "    

    

The host's face sank. He was extremely unhappy. He turned to the doctor and said gloomily, "Why would I lie to you?"    

    

Noticing his unfriendly tone, the doctors immediately shut their mouths and stopped nagging. They instructed the others to carry Gao Wanyong onto the stretcher and quickly left.    

    

White Mask was not in a good mood and didn't fall for Yang Xuan's trick, instead, it made him show his face. White Mask was not in a good mood and didn't fall for Yang Xuan's trap, but made him show his face.    

    

It had to be known that although this Club seemed like it could easily invite a beauty, it wasn't like that at all.    

    

The rules of the club stated that, with the exception of a few senior members, the rest of the members were equal. Male members could not force female members, so if you had a poor personal image and lacked charisma, you could easily get the favor of any female and become a starving ghost in the mountains of meat.    

    

Of course, if you have the guts and skills, you can also take advantage of the situation. Gao Wanyong was like that, Yuh Qianqian clearly rejected him, but he relied on his strength to threaten the other members. Of course, he didn't dare to directly threaten Yuh Qianqian, otherwise, he would be kicked out in violation of the rules.    

    

This rule was enforced very well. This was one of the reasons why the Club could continue to run for a long time.    

    

Thinking of this, White Mask glanced at Yang Xuan unhappily.    

    

Yang Xuan seemed to have sensed something and immediately looked at him. He quickly looked away and was shocked. What a sharp reaction.    

    

Yuh Qianqian held Yang Xuan's arm and kept staring at his face. Seeing him turn his head to look elsewhere, she immediately asked, "What are you looking at?"    

    

Yang Xuan came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "Nothing."    

    

He had already begun to secretly pay attention to the situation inside his heart. The host had clearly harbored malicious intentions just now. That look in his eyes made it seem as if he wanted to eat him alive.    

    

After thinking about it, he did not reveal any enmity and there were no flaws. Why did this host have such strong enmity towards him? He could not understand it no matter how hard he thought. He asked Zhang Rong: "Who is this White Mask?"    

    

Zhang Rong glanced at White Mask, then casually said, "I'm not too sure, I entered the club a few years ago and the host seems to have always been him. Zhang Rong looked at White Mask, then casually said," I'm not too sure, I entered the club a few years ago and the host seems to have always been him.