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"Is she really great?" Lance couldn't help but ask again.

"Yes!" Gordon said with certainty: "She's the best I've ever seen, and the fact that I'm here is the best proof!" ”

If you can live until now, you must be a capable person. No matter how good they are, they can't revive their teammates. Even Levitan said that it was the first time he saw a puppet with a soul. So the two said no more.

"Just let her practice slowly, we're still here anyway. Watching her learn to swim was even more tiring than if we were to swim on our own. Regel got up from the recliner and began to warm up, and the muscles of his body were very pleasing to the eye. Then he jumped into the water in a standard position, and after diving in the water for about ten meters, he raised his head and began to swim.

All eyes were on Regel, and Sneijder heard someone around him alerting him.

"Sneiard, you can put me down." Cheng Qianxun's thin waist is still in his hands.

Sneijder carried Cheng to the edge of the pool, and Rudolph began to swim freely in the water.

Carrying her to the edge of the pool, Snead lifted her hands up. The splash fell down with the well-proportioned muscles, attracting a lot of attention.

"I'll pour whatever I want." Snead picked up the towel next to him and wiped it off.

If you don't dare to look at it, if you do, it will be difficult to move your eyes. Hearing something, Cheng Qianxun hiccuped: "No need, I'm already full." ”

This amuses Snead and those who hear it.

Covered with a large bath towel, Cheng Qianxun lay on the recliner, closed his eyes and asked Snead beside him leisurely: "I don't know what Lucifer looks like." ”

Soros's voice came from another place: "Legend has it that all the angels who followed him have transformed into ugly images, and only he has retained his original appearance." ”

Think of those Satans, all of them weird, completely demonic. Cheng Qianxun thought of the black-winged angel, with long and jet-black wings, projecting indescribable nobility and sacredness all the time...

"Alright, you're almost done swimming." Rudolph's voice interrupted her train of thought.

Rudolph climbed into the pool and dried himself: "Don't be too tired, or else." ”

He said to his new teammates: "We're going to celebrate Gordon's return, everyone is scattered, it's hard to rest, you have to enjoy it too." ”

There was food outside, and a lot of women of all kinds waiting, so the new teammates all went out.

When all the people left, Cheng Qianxun pointed his finger and turned the swimming pool away, conjuring up a table of guns, and there were sandbags, barbells and other exercise equipment next to it. She understood why Rudolph had taken his new teammate away. Quite simply, the rules of the next round have not yet been worked out, and it is not known whether these people will be real teammates or opponents. Anything needs to be kept until it is clear.

Rudolph raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, the longer it passed, the more tacit understanding there was between his teammates. So he said, "I'm going to start practicing other things." ”

Gordon looked at the equipment: "When is the training camp starting?" ”

Regger picked up the gun at the table and disassembled it, and replied, "Start from the upper level, guns, weapons, and fighting, try to learn as much as possible." Even if you can, practice more! ”

Snead walked up to the sandbag and kicked it into the air with a hard side kick. He sighed slightly, a little reluctant: "This body is really good, but it's a pity that I have to pay it back." ”

"You still don't have to practice, wait until your body is back. In case there are any scars, Mammon is not in a hurry to die? Cheng Qianxun reminded.

Sneijder thought for a moment and said to Regal, "Legel, come here, I'll teach you karate." In the future, the opponent will become more and more powerful, and you will not be able to fight with others with calisthenics. ”

"Okay!" Regel walked over, and by the time he stood in front of Sneijder, he had already changed into a karate outfit. He looked down at himself and put it on. He turned his head and said, "Thank you!" ”

Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly: "You're welcome." ”

"Cheng, you also have to learn some self-defense skills." Rudolph also told the truth: "In the rest area, your mana is the strongest. But as soon as you get out, you're the weakest one. ”

After thinking about it, Gordon closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he had a saber in his hand: "Learn knife skills." She definitely can't fight, and when it is critical, she stabs her, and she may be able to escape. ”

"That's a good suggestion, but not a knife." Rudolph sneered and took the knife from Gordon's hand: "American M9 saber." This kind of knife looks good and is very stylish, but it is not suitable for use. A one-kilogram knife is too heavy for her, the handle is too hard, and it is not handled well, it is very awkward, and if you hold it for a long time, the palm of the hand immediately blisters. And there was a fatal wound! ”

Rudolph pinched the handle of the knife and threw it at the wall, and the seemingly solid knife touched the wall and snapped off the root of the handle. He raised his eyebrows: "See, this kind of knife is not a straight knife, it is composed of several parts, and it is called a non-penetrating type." Make the handle hollow, leaving space for fishing line, compass and other things, and the handle is actually only a little bit. In fact, in the final analysis, this kind of knife is only suitable for film and television works, and it looks good. You can't just consider Cheng holding and looking lethal, but also consider others. ”

Then he conjured one, and as the seemingly unremarkable knife was slowly pulled out of the leather scabbard, Gordon said, "USN Mark II." ”

"Yes, it's called Kaba 1217. Even the scabbard adds up to less than a pound, which is suitable for carrying. The through-type, also known as the full keel type, is not afraid of breaking at all with the strength of Cheng. Cowhide handle, sweat will not slip hands. Not only is it sturdy, it's extremely sharp, and you can open a can. A hunter took it and killed a bear, one of the masterpieces of the saber used by the U.S. military since the beginning of World War II! Rudolph handed the knife to Cheng Qianxun with the attitude of King Arthur's sword in the lake: "Come and try." ”

I can't even remember the names of the guns, let alone the sabers. Cheng Qianxun took the knife awkwardly, tried it with his hand, and nodded: "It's okay, it's not heavy." ”

"Or do you think about it." Gordon approvingly, he could see that Rudolph was different from his previous selfishness: "Why don't we teach together, most of my moves are suitable for men with great strength, and teach her the moves that are suitable for Cheng." ”

"Good!" Rudolph conjured up two identical sabers: "I'll just take a look at what your tricks are." ”

So, on the one hand, Sneijder taught Regel karate, and here Gordon and Rudolph were sparring, while selecting the right knife skills for Cheng Qianxun to use, and teaching her.

After half a day, the training came to an end for the time being, and everyone gained a lot.

Sneijder patted Regel's shoulder with satisfaction: "The foundation is better than dancing, the ligaments are very flexible, and it only took half a day to reach the level that others barely reached in a year." ”

"Thanks for the compliment, I'll go and get some food in." Regel, of course, was happy and went out wiping his sweat.

Snead walked over to Cheng Qianxun and saw that she was still holding a knife in her backhand, "hahaha" shouted while doing stabbing exercises. Ask the two who are standing on the side with their hands crossed over their chests: "How is Cheng?" ”

Rudolph said with a little helplessness: "What else, about not even a rabbit can be killed." ”

Sneijder laughed out loud, although Cheng Qianxun practiced seriously, his movements were weak and weak, no matter what he did, he still needed strength in the end. Like Legel, you can get started as soon as you learn it. If she turns to Cheng Qianxun, even if she learns the posture, she will hit it with a fist and kick it, but it will not be lethal at all.

"At least that's what it seems." Gordon was expressionless, and after a while, added coldly: "When you encounter danger, you still have to rely on luck." ”

Rudolph sighed: "Don't call her out, she shouts milkily, and she has no momentum at all." The weaker the momentum, the more careless the enemy is, and you can take the opportunity to draw your sword, so that you have a chance to stab. ”

After one set of practice, Cheng Qianxun gasped, wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and turned to his teammates: "What, how's it?" ”

The three of them looked at each other, and then smiled at each other at the same time: "Good, very good!" "yes, that's interesting, keep up the good work."

While watching various films, I ate at the same time. After eating, Cheng Qianxun stood up: "I'll go back first, good night everyone." ”

"Well, whatever." Regel was still throwing buttery popcorn into his mouth, and the other teammates said goodnight goodbye.

Cheng Qianxun walked to the door, opened the door, nodded friendly to the waiter standing at the door, and then walked straight into the opposite door.

Looking at the white nothingness, she conjured a pool of blue water sprinkled with flower petals, and then sat down.

Lucifer did not come out, but ordered Levidan to come out and solve it. Is the Blackwinged Angel Lucifer? Troubles pervade the heart.

She closed her eyes and lay down in the warm, scented pool of petals. When he opened his eyes, he didn't see a black-winged angel.

What's going on? In the past, as long as you thought of him, he would definitely appear.

Cheng Qianxun closed his eyes again, and when he opened them again, he still didn't see them.

Feeling uneasy, she washed hastily, got up from the pool, conjured a suit of clothes, and walked by the pond to create a window. He opened the window and looked into the moonlit Persian city, but he didn't see the black-winged angel.

How did he not come out, how could this be?

"Don't panic, don't panic. He may just have something to do ... Cheng Qianxun comforted himself softly, because he was in a hurry, his breathing unconsciously accelerated.

I closed my eyes.,Try to meditate on the appearance of the black-winged angel.,Even a puppet can be conjured.。。。 When I opened my eyes, there was still no one in front of me.

How could it be, how could it be ... Doesn't he want to see himself again? Cheng Qianxun suddenly felt as if all his hopes had dispersed, and his eyes were white.

She sat on the ground weakly, unable to believe what had happened, and muttered, "Did I do something wrong?" If I'm wrong, tell me what's wrong, I'll change it, don't see me, please... ”

"You didn't do anything wrong." A familiar and magnetic, majestic voice rang out from behind. (To be continued.) )