Wu Tong made a beautiful right hook, and Lucy quickly buried her head to dodge.

Wu Tong raised his calf again and hit him with a knee, and Lucy dodged it again with a rollover.

This is the trick that Lucy taught him.

After a few hours of training, his movements finally looked a little like that.

"Alright." Lucy took off her gloves, "That's the end of today's training. ”

"Considering we haven't had dinner yet, maybe you should treat me to a drink." She laughs.

"Of course." Wu Tong said.

After the two took a shower and changed their clothes, they walked out of the hotel, and along the way, Lucy picked a restaurant that looked a little old.

Such restaurants may have fewer people, so you don't have to worry about people noticing them.

When I walked in, I found that this was a World War II-themed restaurant with a simple decoration style.

Most of the officers and soldiers who come here to dine here are officers and soldiers with feelings, and of course, there are still many ordinary people.

I found a window seat and sat down, and the waiter came over with the menu.

"Two medium-rare steaks, two glasses of red wine, thank you!" Lucy said.

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment." The waiter said and walked away with the menu.

After a while, they came over with the food they ordered. "Have a nice meal."

"The moonlight tonight is really nice, and it looks like a good place to eat in such a quiet place." Lucy whispered.

"Do you often come to restaurants like this?"

"No, in fact we eat tissue-distributed food most of the time, and although it is nutritionally balanced, it is not tasty."

"Really? Then you're liberated now, let's toast to the food. Wu Tong raised his glass.

"Cheers!" Lucy raised her glass as well.

From time to time, the people next to him glanced at the Asian man and Lucy toasting each other.

Usually this restaurant is rarely visited by foreigners.

Wu Tong cut a small piece of steak and put it in his mouth, "It's really good, it seems that you have chosen the right place." He said.

On the other side of the window is a long row of bars where quite a few customers sit and drink.

One of them, a burly, frowning man, was pouring a glass of whiskey into his mouth.

"Hey! Rogers, you look a little unhappy! A man next to him patted him on the shoulder and said.

This man was a friend McGonagall had met in the restaurant not long ago, and although he was a bit old-fashioned, McGonagall felt that he was just like herself, a military enthusiast.

This friend of mine is literally familiar with all the weapons and battles of World War II, and even won the championship in the restaurant's annual World War II quiz.

In other words, all of his expenses for a year here will be free of charge by the restaurant.

"Rogers, you drink free wine every night now, what are you not happy about, if I were you, I would have drunk to the moon a long time ago."

"Drunk to the moon? What a strange metaphor you have. The burly man finally spoke.

But it didn't seem like he was amused by the joke, and was still frowning.

"Hey, hey! Have fun, hunk! McGonagall patted his toned chest muscles.

"Big? No one used to call me a big guy? Rogers smiled. They tend to call me Skinny Monkey. ”

"Did you go to the gym? Which personal trainer is it? What brand of protein powder do you eat? Recommend it to me. McGonagall bumped his elbow into his shoulder.

"My coach? I don't think you'll see him, and I don't think you will be able to use the protein powder I use. Rogers said, his eyes deep, as if he were caught in a memory.

"Friend, you're going to get depression if you go on like this, I have a good place, do you want to go? You can see hot girls dancing striptease! McGonagall said narrowly.

"Sorry, I don't ......"

"I'm not interested, if you want to go, you can go yourself." McGonagall said in his tone. "How many times have you rejected me? I said, have fun, big guy. ”

"And if a person sits here and drinks all the time, he can't be happy anyway."

"McGonagall." Rogers stopped him.

"How?"

"If you wake up and find that the world is no longer the world you used to be, everything has changed, and some of the people you know, the people you love, some of them have grown old, some of them have disappeared."

"You wake up alone in a cold bed, run out into the street, look at the electronic screens all over the street, cool sports cars, everybody has a mobile phone in their hand."

"Yes, those things are good, they're all easy, fast, and cool, but you're the only one!"

"Nobody told you, 'Hey, good morning Rogers, what mission we're going to do today.'"

"There's no brother you've known since you were a kid, pounding your chest hard and saying you're amazing, if you weren't a man, I would have wanted to kiss you."

"Everyone is gone, it's good to have no war, but you don't have any comrades."

"Alone, really...... It's lonely! ”

Rogers said slowly, his tone not showing any emotion.

When he said that he was very lonely, he didn't have any lonely tone, and even said it with a smile.

But a faint sadness enveloped him like smoke.

It was like that glass of whiskey, which flowed from his mouth into his stomach, and like it flowed into his lungs, and into his heart.

McGonagall felt that he was sitting in front of her, and that her own hands were still on his shoulders.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get close to him, as if there was a thick glass between the two of them.

"Ahem...... "Cough" Maybe it was the glass of wine that choked Rogers, and he coughed loudly.

"I'm sorry, I drank a little bit of a drink, and I lost my temper." He looked up and said with a smile.

"Listen to me, Rogers! I don't know what's going on with you, but what you need now is a psychiatrist, not the free drinks here. McGonagall said with a serious expression.

He realized that his burly friend might have a heart that was easily broken, no, maybe there was a rift in that heart.

"Sorry, sorry, it affected your drinking." Rogers stood up and said, although McGonagall called him big and big, he wasn't much taller than McGonagall.

It's just that the muscles of his whole body do look beautiful, but this is not something that he has been trained in the gym with personal trainers and protein powder, and those super soldier serums have transformed his body.

"I've drunk a little too much, I'm not drunk, but I want to go to the bathroom." He said again.

"Sorry for the mistake."