It seems to be ...... A second?

Because Shengte thought about it, after he made a wish to obtain Sun Wukong's lifelong knowledge, he immediately sensed his own qi, so he didn't expect at all that this should be the easiest step, but Lorna couldn't take it.

Having said that, of course, you can't say it to hit people, because Shengte told a white lie and comforted Lorna: "It also took a long time, Lorna, you are not Chinese, it is difficult to understand that 'qi' is normal, and there is no need to feel discouraged." ”

"Okay......"

More than half an hour passed.

"Boss! I feel it! I finally feel it! ”

Lorna jumped up from the floor with a face full of joy and said to herself ecstatically, "This is my anger...... It's huge......"

Because Shengte secretly wiped a cold sweat, although the qi delivered each time was not much, but more than twenty consecutive "breath giving" almost squeezed him dry, before this moment, he was even a little skeptical, Luo Na, a foreigner who knew nothing about Chinese culture, would never be able to sense his own qi......

"Very good, you get familiar with this feeling first, and wait until tomorrow, when you have a deeper understanding of your own qi, and then we will start learning 'breath shielding'."

Because of the saint's strength, he left the ashram to Lorna: "I'm going to get ready to open the store, you can stay a little longer, consolidate this new feeling, and wait for the meal, and then come down and get to work." ”

"Okay, thank you, boss."

"You're welcome."

After going down to the restaurant on the first floor, Insente walked out of the ashram and prepared for a while in the back kitchen before pinching the meal and opening the door.

At this time, Lorna also walked down the stairs on time, with a somewhat strange expression, came to Inshengte and asked: "Boss, you said that my anger is a hundred times that of ordinary people, so according to this standard, how much is yours?" ”

“……”

Because Saint was silent for a long time, Fang replied reluctantly: "Three times that of ordinary people." (Actually, only a little more than twice as much, this grandson is seriously rounded...... ）

"It's only three times as much......"

Lorna showed an expression of "sure enough", "I still wonder if the induction is wrong, I always feel that compared to my qi, your qi is so weak......"

Insainte pouted rather unhappily: "I'm not a mutant, of course." ”

Lorna smiled "hehe", and suddenly regained her confidence: "Look at how powerful you look like a master in the world, you still think you are powerful, it turns out that you are not my opponent at all!" ”

"Huh."

Yin Shengte sneered, and threatened rather tastelessly: "I think you don't want to learn 'breath shielding', right?" ”

"Boss, you're too stingy to make a joke."

"Less nonsense! Get to work! ”

"I haven't had any guests yet."

“……”

The quarrel between the two ended in the silent defeat of the saints, and after a while, Peter, who had finished school, also hurried to come, and as time went on, the number of customers in the restaurant from nothing, more and more, and the three of them soon fell into a tense busyness, until eight or nine o'clock, because of the saints hung up the sign of closure, announcing the end of the day.

What followed was a calm week, during these seven days, with the magical signature dish of Kung Fu barbecue, Lee's Chinese Restaurant has maintained a very hot business, because the net income of Saint Te every day is more than five hundred dollars, during this period, neither the Axe Gang, the Hand Club, nor the New York police have come to him for trouble, and just when he thought that the turmoil brought by Joy Micham had completely passed......

On the morning of the eighth day, a person who was least wanted to be contacted by Saint appeared at the door of his shop.

"No......"

Yin Shengte looked at the middle-aged man who pushed the door in, frowned deeply, and said to himself: "It doesn't make sense...... I've been keeping a low profile these days......"

This middle-aged man with a hair line that breaks through the sky, with sparse black hair, meticulously combed against his head, wearing a neat black suit, with a gentle smile on his face, the whole person looks very harmless, but if Insainte guesses correctly, this will be the biggest trouble he has encountered since he crossed into the Marvel world!

Yin Shengte quietly turned on the breath induction, and found that although this middle-aged man's qi was still in the category of ordinary people, it was at least half stronger than the average, and it belonged to the top-notch level among ordinary people, which was completely consistent with his conjecture!

"Hello."

The middle-aged man walked straight to Insente, always keeping a smile on his face, and asked in a gentle tone, "May I ask if it's Insente Lee?" ”

"I am."

Insainte stepped forward and inquired quietly, "Are you?" ”

The middle-aged man reached out from the inner pocket of his suit, took out a black notebook, opened it in front of Insainte, showed his ID and said, "Phil Coulson, FBI agent, I'm here to investigate a case, can I talk to you?" ”

Sure enough, it's you! Huh, FBI? If you go abroad, will you become a CIA again? You "S.H.I.E.L.D. agents" just like to pretend to be ghosts!

Yin Shengte sneered secretly, resisted the urge to complain, pointed to a table in the store and said, "Of course, please take a seat." ”

Phil Coulson sat down with kindness, looked at Insente who was sitting opposite, and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Li, seven days ago, Joey Micham, the director of the RAND Group, was attacked in your store, there were six attackers, four of them were subdued on the spot, I want to know, who knocked them down?" ”

"If I don't know, you'll sue me for obstructing official business, right?"

Insente sighed and had no choice but to admit: "I did it." ”

Phil Coulson was not surprised at all, obviously he had investigated Insainte early in the morning, he still maintained a kind smile on his face, took out four medical examination reports from the briefcase he carried, put them on the table one by one and said: "This is the medical examination report of the four attackers, the least injured one of them is also full of three broken ribs, the medical examiner believes that he was hit head-on in the chest by a car with a speed of more than sixty yards per hour, but, you and I both know that this is far from the truth, may I ask, What exactly did you use to subdue them? ”

Insainte pursed his lips, and in the face of Coulson's tirade, he replied with a pity of words: "Fist, or rather, kung fu." ”

"Kung Fu?"

Phil Coulson's eyes narrowed slightly: "Mr. Li, I must remind you that if you lie in the process of collecting evidence, it is against the federal law. ”