Longtai Health Massage Club.
Zhang Yu looked up at the club's sign in front of him, nodded slightly, and thought to himself, "The Civil Engineering Department competition team's first full-team training location... is right here at the club."
"Very reasonable, very civil engineering."
After changing his clothes and taking his hand card, Zhang Yu had already arrived at the room where Ma Xuan and the others were.
As soon as he entered, he felt a surge of heat rush towards him, the entire room's temperature was as high as a large furnace.
Except for Cong Na, who wasn't as brawny, the other four meat mountains lay on the massage beds, like four active volcanoes, their muscles continuously emitting rolling heat waves.
And after all, Zhang Yu was a man who had frequent experiences in massage parlors thanks to President Wang's sponsorship, and he already had his own opinions about evaluating a massage parlor.
