The next day's training began quickly.

Training in the army is much more intense than in the base.

Lin Xi was very excited.

Her physique has improved a lot, and the previous training intensity is no longer in line with her situation. If you train at the intensity of the previous training, it is estimated that the only benefit is to increase muscle.

So these days in the army, Lin Xi has been training as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Moreover, Lin Xi also discovered a use for the wood element, which could restore physical strength.

In this way, even if she doesn't rest for days and nights, she can keep training.

Lin Xi inexplicably felt that her ability was simply a cheating artifact in battle.

As long as she keeps her spirit up, her teammates can always fight, and when she encounters a strong enemy, she can consume the enemy to death.

However, Lin Xi didn't rely on her ability to double her training, and she still understood the principle of combining work and rest.

And LaCrosse was busy with Fend's business.

Fernde came to Huaxia in his personal capacity, and after he came, it looked like he was traveling around, sightseeing and enjoying the scenery, but Junyue knew that Fender never did meaningless things.

But Jun Yue also understood that when Fernde came to Huaxia this time, it was very likely that he came to find out who was in charge of that operation, so he couldn't come forward, so he could only send someone to keep an eye on it.

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"What? Can't find it? ”

The man had a casual smile on his face, skillfully playing with a knife in one hand, his eyes drooping, and he didn't look at the trembling man kneeling in front of him.

"Yes......"

He was originally an official of the Huaxia government, but he had a handle in the hands of the man in front of him, and he had to help him find out the people who went to the border between Huaxia and country H a few days ago.

However, he searched for many days, but he couldn't find anything.

There was a demon in front of him!

His head and back were covered with cold sweat, and he knelt there, but he didn't dare to move at all.

"That's ......"

The knife in the man's hand was thrust in front of the kneeling man.

It scared him so much that he was urinating, crying and crying for mercy.

The man fell back, leaning on the back of the sofa, his hands were in his hands with golden hair, the fluff could be seen on his fair skin, his thin lips were pursed, the corners of his mouth were hooked, his tall hooked nose and deep eye sockets all revealed that he was not a Chinese, but a pair of black eyes made people feel chills.

"Shut up and get out!"

The man's indifferent voice was cold as if he was going to freeze everything, but for the person kneeling below, this sentence was undoubtedly a gold medal for avoiding death, and he crawled out directly on his knees.

Fernd put his hand over his face, revealing one eye.

The eyes are like the night that has fallen, and the darkness is boundless.

A small laugh came from under the palm of his hand: "Ha...... Heh......"

And in the eyes, there is not the slightest emotion.

This appearance is even more frightening.

After a while, Fernd seemed to rein in his emotions, lit a cigarette, and stared at the curling smoke, but his eyes were not anxious.

Then suddenly laughed: "Huh! Interesting. ”

The smoke was pressed into the ashtray and the fire died.

Fernd always liked to carry a cigarette and light a cigarette, but he never smoked.

It's a strange habit of Fernde, and those who work with Fernd know it, but don't know why.

Why?

Fernd didn't know, either, maybe it was the smell of tobacco that would make his mind clearer, calmer, and not manic.