When Old Yan saw Jiang Yang agreed, he said, "Zhao Hai is a witness to the bet. He will also accompany my granddaughter and stay with you for a month."

“Of course, this isn’t taking advantage of you.

Zhao Hai is my bodyguard and driver, and he is a strong and sturdy man!

Although he is over 40, he was once a military leader. With him by your side, ordinary people cannot threaten your safety."

When Heitie heard this, he realized that the man standing at the car door was the former military king and also a bodyguard.

He instantly became interested, and his eyes showed a desire to test the waters.

Jiang Yang felt a little surprised. Looking at this ordinary man, he didn't expect that under his ordinary appearance, he actually had extraordinary skills. He just didn't know how he would compare with Hei Tie.

“What a coincidence!

I already have a bodyguard by my side, haha!

It’s this big black guy, his name is Black Iron.”

Jiang Yang pointed at the black iron and said with interest.

"My bodyguard is extraordinary!

Look at his physique, and those arms that are thicker than anyone else's waist. You can tell at a glance that he has the strength to pull mountains and the courage to conquer the world."

In response, Heitie bulged his biceps, and the muscle lumps became even thicker, as if even a bucket could not contain them.

But Mr. Yan said with a smile.

“Bodyguards still need more professional talents.

Protecting a person requires not only strength, but also wisdom and awareness.

Zhao Hai has received professional training, and his combat ability can completely defeat your Black Iron."

Zhao Hai also nodded in response, his eyes revealing disdain for Heitie.

He has defeated countless strongmen in his life.

What’s the use of being strong?

With all his skills, this big guy named Black Iron can be easily defeated.

As if sensing the disdain in Zhao Hai's eyes, Heitie stretched out his fist and punched Zhao Hai twice.

"Shall we practice?

Whoever loses will recognize the other as the big brother!"

Being looked down upon like this, Heitie was very dissatisfied.

He must let the other party know how powerful he is. From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever underestimated him in terms of martial arts.

Zhao Hai shook his shoulders and said with a relaxed expression.

"Sure, I don't care. I only need five moves to defeat you anyway."

Old Yan also felt playful and wanted to see how strong the big guy next to Jiang Yang was.

He was absolutely sure that Zhao Hai could defeat Heitie, but he was not sure how long this big guy could last in Zhao Hai's hands.

"You guys go down and try it out, this place is too small."

Jiang Yang also became interested. He had witnessed Hei Tie's terrifying strength. Since Old Yan said that the man was once the King of Soldiers, he also wanted to see whether the King of Soldiers could subdue Hei Tie.

"Stop it, don't hurt the relationship."

…

Several people came to the emergency lane next to the car. There was still some snow on the road, so they had to walk carefully.

At this time, the two grown men took off all their clothes except for one piece, and were not afraid of the cold at all.

Heitie made a wrestling posture of a tough guy, like a big crab, waiting for Zhao Hai to rush forward!

Zhao Hailong walked in a tiger-like step, slightly bent his knees, clenched his fists, and moved slightly closer to Hei Tie.

It was precisely these two steps that Zhao Hai fell into the attack range of Hei Tie.

All I heard was a loud shout.

Heitie grabbed Zhao Hai with both hands at high speed, but the latter suddenly punched out, and hit Heitie's right hand back with his left hand, then quickly bent down and avoided Heitie's left hand.

The pain from his right hand made Heitie grit his teeth.

He was secretly frightened. This man's fist was so powerful, he was worthy of being the king of soldiers. If this punch hit an ordinary person, his ribs would be broken.

Fortunately, he had thick skin and only felt pain, but was not injured.

After Zhao Hai dodged, he slid behind Heitie.

He just kicked Heitie's waist and flew into the air.

He quickly hooked his feet around Heitie's neck and rode on Heitie's neck, as if he was going to strangle him with a cross at the next moment.

Heitie reacted immediately. He knew that he must not let this person stay in a fixed position on his neck, otherwise it would be dangerous even for him.

Heitie shook his body vigorously and punched upwards, trying to get the person off his shoulders.

But Zhao Hai was like a dog-skin plaster, not only could he not get rid of it, but he also locked Heitie's right hand and neck tightly.

Just as he was about to burst out with strength, Heitie sensed the danger and suddenly smashed his right hand to the ground.

All I heard was a bang.

Zhao Hai, who was wrapped in the black iron right hand, fell to the ground with his back.

At this time, the two men were lying on the ground fighting, but the situation was very unfavorable for Heitie.

Zhao Hai has locked Heitie's right hand and neck tightly. As long as this continues, Heitie will inevitably faint due to lack of oxygen.

Although he had just been knocked to the ground, he was grimacing in pain.

But to him, it was nothing.

I saw the veins on Heitie's forehead exposed, his face turned red, and he looked like he was breathing with difficulty.

"Do you admit defeat? Do you accept it?"

Zhao Hai asked proudly.

Suddenly, Heitie's stubborn temper came out.

When it comes to fighting and martial arts competitions, the word "surrender" has never appeared in his dictionary.

You fixed my right hand, but my left hand is still flexible.

He knew that when the wrists and ankles were pinched hard, the pain would make the person's eyes go black.

He didn't believe that Zhao Hai could withstand the severe pain since he was so strong.

Heitie's left hand pinched Zhao Hai's right wrist. In an instant, he burst out with all his strength and concentrated it in his left hand.

While pinching Zhao Hai's right wrist hard, he pulled his right hand outwards.

Suddenly, Heitie felt his neck loosen a little, but it was still very tight.

He knew that this was indeed effective, and he no longer felt so terribly uncomfortable. Now it depended on who between him and Zhao Hai could hold on.

Zhao Hai's face also turned red, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and even bloodshot appeared on his eyeballs.

He was surprised by the big man's strength, although the severe pain in his wrist made him tremble all over.

However, this was the first time he met someone who could break the cross strangle hold after he had fixed it and hold on.

For an average person, once his cross stranglehold is formed, it only takes three seconds for the person to fall to the ground due to lack of oxygen and shock.

But Heitie was full of energy, and the sudden burst of power almost broke his cross stranglehold.

“Stop, you guys stop.

Don't fight anymore.

Stop fighting!"

Jiang Miaomiao, who was watching the show on the side, didn't mind the trouble. She kept yelling, but excitedly punched left and right, as if she was looking forward to the two of them fighting for 300 rounds.

Seeing how anxious the two were, Old Yan came up to them and patted Zhao Hai on the shoulder.

"Okay, that's enough!

You two are both very strong, so it's a draw."

Jiang Yang also came to the rescue and said, "Heitie, let go of Zhao Hai too!

You both have your strengths. You are strong, but he is skilled in technique.

A draw is a good ending!"