Asakura threw jabs one after another and replied: "What a pity, what a pity! Your uppercut can probably knock your opponent down with one punch. Of course, it means a frontal hit." Nozawa sighed, shook his head and left. Asakura lowered his head in shame and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel.Under the towel, he sneered furtively.The problem of nosebleeds is actually an excuse used by Asakura to avoid participating in the competition. Asakura is not ashamed of the pain caused by the disastrous defeat, on the contrary, he is worried that once he wins the game and becomes the best heavyweight boxer, he will inevitably be written in the sports newspapers and appear in frontal photos. The game will also be televised.In this way, one's appearance is known to everyone, which can cause disastrous damage to the operation that is to be carried out.

Nine o'clock training is over.The men all went to the basement bathroom to take a shower.Leaning against Asakura, splashing scalding drops of water on each other, there was also a lightweight champion. When they saw Asakura's disproportionately developed muscles, they all looked away. As the clothes accumulated in the locker were so dirty that they had to be washed, Asakura had no choice but to put on a set of sportswear, picked up the dirty clothes, and took a taxi home. Go back to the room.He tossed it into the washing machine along with the underwear that had been thrown on the bed.Changed into a terry dressing gown.

He took out a bottle of vodka and a few dry Italian-style salamis from the pantry, put them on the small bedside table, then sat by the bed, broke the bottle with his bare hands, bit the sausage and drank the vodka. After taking a sip of the wine, the throat will be hot, and after a few more sips, I will get used to it, and when half a bottle is in my stomach, the alcohol will start to have an effect in the blood vessels of the whole body. "As serious as Asakura-kun..." He imitated the tone of the director when he spoke this evening, and twisted his cheeks with a wry smile.