I had just put on my dress pants when I felt a pair of greedy, lustful eyes staring at me from behind.
"Whoa!"
Startled, I quickly fastened my belt and put on my shirt. Luckily, I always wear two pairs of underwear: boxer briefs and athletic shorts. I've learned to be prepared, just in case my pants get ripped in a fight, so I won't be embarrassed.
Sister Yu turned out to be quite the pervert and voyeur.
"Get out! This isn't a place for you!" Liu Shiyi shouted at her with a stern face. She had managed to convince the guys on the fourth floor to let her up.
"I have something to discuss with you," Sister Yu said, unfazed, as she walked in on her high heels. Her long, straight legs were wrapped in seductive black stockings, and her tight black dress perfectly accentuated her sexy figure. She was truly a stunner, with both looks and a great body, and her flirty voice and enchanting smile could make any man weak.
But I was an exception. I'm still that sunny but not-so-cheerful guy. Her charms only made me dislike her more.
"Who let her up? Paithun!" Liu Shiyi was furious and ready to vent his anger.
"Supervisor," Paithun replied, eyeing Sister Yu lecherously.
"This slut is yours now. Have fun and then pass her to your men," Liu Shiyi ordered.
"Thank you, Supervisor," Paithun said excitedly, lifting Sister Yu onto his shoulder.
"Supervisor, Supervisor..." Sister Yu panicked, not expecting Liu Shiyi to change his attitude so quickly.
"Save your energy for later, sweetie!" Paithun laughed, groping her as he ran downstairs.
I was dumbfounded. This guy was a real pervert. With that attitude, no matter how strong his Muay Thai skills were, he might not be able to beat me. This saved me the trouble of revealing my skills before the Mid-Autumn Festival. I didn't want anyone studying my moves beforehand.
"Spanner, go break the legs of the guard who let her up!" Liu Shiyi's anger still burned, but he refrained from taking it out on me, the "culprit."
I had injured his close ally, a humiliation he couldn't swallow. He'd only let it go if I could show absolute dominance—thanks to that old fox, Ace.
"Understood!" Spanner grabbed his gun and rushed out.
"Little Bottle, you're really something—a high education, good looks, sales skills, and you can fight. You've even charmed that old fox Ace into backing you. You're a real treasure!" Liu Shiyi said sarcastically, clapping as he walked over to me.
"It's all thanks to your keen eye, Supervisor. Without you, I wouldn't have had a chance to shine."
"You sure aren't modest! But I like confident, arrogant young people. Keep training hard, I have to go now. I expect good news from you tomorrow!" Liu Shiyi said, adjusting my shirt collar before turning and leaving, followed by his cronies.
"Chinese Kung Fu, very impressive!" The middle-aged man who had been watching gave me a thumbs up before leaving.
I was left alone in the large gym.
"Whoo." I sighed, straightening my collar and walking to the window. There were five or six casement windows with no security bars or wire mesh inside, just a half-height stainless steel railing. Opening the window let in a suffocating breeze. From here, I could only see part of the KK compound, including the pool where they fed people to crocodiles.
Liu Shiyi had been shouting orders here earlier. Looking at the heavily guarded compound, I thought I should find Strong soon to help draw up a route map...
"Practice?" Spanner walked in, asking.
I joked, "Sure, but no guns!"
"I'll only use my fists," he said, putting down his gun and stripping off his shirt to reveal his muscular, shiny black physique.
"Brother, your body is impressive. No wonder Liu Shiyi..." I teased.
Spanner cut me off, "Ping An, you've changed. You're all smooth talk now."
"Proximity to ink makes you black."
I stripped down again, deciding not to wear the Thai sportswear. I planned to buy some made-in-China clothes on the weekend.
"Show me that move you used to defeat Mao Dinglun. I want to learn it," Spanner said, eager to use the move himself.
"Sure, slow-motion breakdown. I'll demonstrate. But to get the full effect, you'll need to learn some internal martial arts from me."
"I'll learn if you teach. I might be slow, but I'm not lazy."
"Then let's get started. Attack me..."
I assumed the Tai Chi Bagua stance, letting Spanner attack first so I could break down his moves. Spanner was diligent, repeatedly getting up to continue even after I threw him several times...
It had been a long time since I enjoyed a fight so much. We sparred until midnight, leaving the gym with reluctance.
The sixth floor was reserved for top management training and sparring with elite bodyguards. The fifth floor was for upper management and regular bodyguards to work out, with equipment mostly made in China. The hierarchy was clear.
When Spanner and I, shirtless, returned to our dorm, Bayi and Strong were chatting at the door.
"Were you guarding the door for me?" I joked.
"Where have you been? My legs are numb..." Strong said, grabbing Bayi's arm for support.
I opened the door with my key. "Gym, fighting."
"Who did you fight?" Bayi and Strong were confused, thinking I'd caused trouble again.
Spanner laughed, "He broke at least two of Mao Dinglun's ribs. It was a great win for Chinese Kung Fu. That guy almost broke my leg last time we sparred... Finally, justice is served."
Spanner was right. Chinese Kung Fu must be respected and show its strength.
"Impressive, you dared to beat up Mao Dinglun! No wonder you're my good brother!" Chen Weiqiang affectionately patted my shoulder, feeling my chest muscles.
"If I'd known, I would have begged Chen Lao Zhenren to be my master back then..."