The aroma of milk filled the air, steaming, and the rising wisps of heat gradually caused mist to appear on Zhang's glasses, so that he had to stop reading early.

Zhang casually tore off a piece of torn and tattered whole-wheat bread on his right hand and chewed it. Looking at the crane who bowed his head and was silent, Zhang picked up the milk, drank it all, and then licked the milk skin stuck to his mouth.

At this time, the crane was like a child who had done something wrong, bowing his head and saying nothing, and his tightly curled hands grabbed the wrinkles of his clothes.

Zhang Wuyan walked to the refrigerator and took out a new piece of bread and handed it to He, which was originally a very ordinary wheat flavor, but it unexpectedly stimulated Crane's appetite.

Tsuru tore off the bread and ate it one by one, and then took a small sip of the milk in his cup, and the hot milk made Tsuru's body relax at once.

"Last night....... Zhang's deep voice was that the crane who had finally relaxed tensed his body again, his hands curled up on his knees, his eyes staring at the floor tightly, and he didn't dare to look directly at Zhang, like a schoolboy who was about to be criticized by the head teacher.

"You did a good job last night," Zhang finished speaking, and wiped the mist on his glasses with the corner of his clothes, and sighed on the lenses from time to time, and then took the eyes of the police when they were guarding the criminals to carefully observe whether there were still materials on the lenses.

"Last night was generally good, it's very important to stay in trouble, and there will be a lot of similar emergencies in the future. Zhang perfunctorily brushed off last night's topic as if he were talking about a trivial matter of everyday life, and then stretched out his hand to the bread that had long since become unshaped.

"Wait!" Crane raised his head, his eyebrows trembling slightly, and he looked directly at Zhang and asked, "You knew it from the beginning?" and his fists curled up tighter, marking a red mark on Crane's legs.

The heat of milk, which was originally full of warmth, gave the scene an indescribable sense of oppression at this time, like a wall between the two.

"If you mean the Boiling Eagle thing......." Zhang tore a large piece from the bread, yes, the bread was even more tattered, and ate the bread in one gulp, the crumbs spilled on the table, and some remained on the corners of his mouth, and then he said in his own muffled voice, "I do know." ”

"Bang!"

The crane stood up abruptly and slapped his hand on the table, the chair fell backwards, the heavy chair body slammed the floor with a popping sound, and the strong force shook the table, the milk spilled out of the cup and slowly wet the book, the soaked pages slowly glued together, and the smell of milk and the smell of the book mixed together to form a disgusting taste.

Zhang Qu had an expected expression, looked at the crane and said word by word, "In my opinion, this is part of the training." ”

"Part of it? Part of it that almost killed me? I believe in you so much, I thought you were different from those people, and it turned out to be ......" Tsuru began to choke, tears beginning to gather in the corners of his eyes.

"Let me ask you, what if you encounter an unexpected situation in reality?" Zhang's voice fell out of his mouth without emotion.

"Huh?" Tsuru looked at Zhang in disbelief, as if the person in front of him was a fool, "How do I know, this kind of thing ......... language"

"You don't know, how would I know" Again, an emotionless voice appeared, as if he was expounding on the everyday, "It is precisely because I don't know you, so I need to observe this fusion, I need to understand you, analyze your limits and the extremes of your abilities are there, if I don't even know these, what else can I talk about training." You don't know yourself, what should you do if I am not by my side in the future, your experience on Earth is meaningless and useless here"

"It is precisely because of this that I need your cooperation with me, and I have kept this matter a secret. After saying that, Zhang raised his right hand and picked up the wet book.

The whirlwind began to slowly gather on the right hand, forming a spherical shape, surrounding the book and floating in mid-air, drying the book. "If you still feel like it's me wrong, I want you to apologize. But that doesn't mean it's not good for you. After saying that, Zhang picked up the trench coat on the back of the chair and walked back to the room, "Three hours later, the training began. After dropping the sentence, he left a crane with a red face and a book in the air, and closed the door to the room.

The crane lowered his head again, his hands gripping the corner of the table tightly, and the sound of the whirlwind blowing the books echoed throughout the living room.

The whole room, silent.

During the indefinitely extended training, Tsuru stared ahead, letting her mind drift into the distance, trying to make herself forget everything, which was her previous method of relieving stress.

"You're still at odds, aren't you?" Zhang walked over with a bench, holding a book that had been blown dry, and there was still a milky smell on it.

"I know you're very unhappy with what I'm doing, but I have no .....choice," Zhang explained as he put down his bench and told Tsuru.

But Crane still stared ahead, ignoring Zhang, as if the two were in different worlds.

"I don't want to beg for your forgiveness, but I want you to be able to train well. ”

"Hmm" Crane turned around slowly and looked at Zhang, but there was something missing compared to before, a lack of trust.

"So, here we go" With that, Zhang waved his arm slightly, and the ground in front of Zhang quickly extended upward, forming a wall between Zhang and He, separating the two, leaving only a window for Zhang to observe.

Before Tsuru could reply, a smell of dirt and blood entered Tsuru's nose, making Tsuru feel sick to his stomach.

The crane looked behind him with a little hesitation, and the three beasts mixed with dirt and blood were staring at the crane, saliva flowing from the fangs, and the rancid smell immediately rushed to the crane, and the vomiting sensation rushed to his heart. And saliva is like sulfuric acid, corroding the entire ground.

Outside, Zhang Ke was reading the book while comfortably crossing Erlang's legs, and skillfully slid a cigarette out of the cigarette case with his left hand and smoked it, as if he was out of the matter.

When Tsuru tried to complain, the monster closest to her moved, and without warning pounced on Tsuru, splashing corrosive saliva everywhere.

"Oh no!" Tsuru hurriedly dodged to the right, only to find that the beast was still in mid-air after dodging.

The splatters of saliva were slowly falling downward, and the beast's eyes were full of ferocity, and the few remaining fluff on its body swayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It didn't notice the disappearance of the crane, was time stopped or .....

The crane is too fast!

When the beast swooped to the ground, it was empty, and to its right was a bewildered crane, and there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

The sudden force made her feel less frightened for the first time.

The wind, she could feel the wind blowing through every pore on her body, she felt the wind envelop her, but there was not the slightest malice towards her. It's like a protective layer that protects the crane inside.

The outer layer of the wind layer was like a sharp blade, slashing the air on the ground, and the strong wind pressure caused the beast to retreat continuously, and also caused cracks in the partition wall.

The crane exerted force on its hind feet, tensed its muscles, and rushed towards the beast.

Sonic boom. A loud noise filled the room, stretching towards the end of the room, as the air blasted out in all directions. The crane rushed at the beast, the force of the impact causing the beast's flesh to twist, and the wind blade that circled around it also sliced the beast apart.

The beast descended in an extremely distorted form, the flesh flying in the air did not fall, and was cut by the whirlwind again and again, and the blood flowed down from the crane's forehead, but this time it was not her blood, although it was disgusting, the crane still smiled and looked at the beast that had fled in all directions.

"Not bad. Zhang closed the book and looked at the crane with a smile, "It seems that there will be no problem in carrying out the mission." ”