Beichen Family's training ground.
Beichen Rui, wearing a fighting suit, stood in front of the punching bag, throwing punches at it repeatedly.
Mo Han had changed into his fighting suit, watching from a distance, his heart trembling three times.
The boss was too terrifying tonight, thinking of finding someone else to take the fall, so he took out his phone to call Xu Kun.
Before the call could connect, Beichen Rui's voice rang out, "What are you doing? Come over and spar with me."
"Oh oh... okay..."
Reluctantly, he put down the phone and walked over to Beichen Rui.
"Didn't have dinner? So slow?" Beichen Rui urged impatiently. Mo Han shivered and quickly walked over to Beichen Rui with big steps.
Standing opposite him, "Boss... do you really want to fight?"
"Why all the nonsense?"
"Um, boss... could you... not hit the face?" He still relied on his face to make a living, he really hoped it wouldn't get damaged...
"Nagging."
