"Hmm~" Clinton nodded slowly, squinting slightly, a hint of laughter forced out of his cheeks, he nodded slightly, "Okay, my child, sit down and talk, we have to be open and honest like friends, of course it is the best result to talk about everything, if you have something to hide from me, then I promise not to take what you said today to heart." ”

Frey selectively walked over to the edge of his chair and sat down, "I have nothing to hide, at least not to you?" Looking at this man with a full face, Frey's heart also fell most of it at this time, he had already experienced too many flowery people squeezing their eyebrows at him, some people stepped on other people's shoulders and walked high, their hearts were full of calculations, just imagine how such a person could let himself easily entrust his back to him?

However, the first impression he had when he met Clinton was that there was a veil of hypocrisy in his kindness, and he had nothing to say to him, but now that he had become his student and was disciplined, and thought that his future would be led by this man, he still put down his noble pride and made a special trip to listen to his teachings.

"If that's the case, then we're going to have a good relationship for three and a half years, you know? The first time I saw you, I thought you were special. Clinton lit his cigar unhurriedly, took a puff and teased with a smile.

Frey looked around, pretending to be confused, and said, "Isn't it the first time we've met now?" ”

"Of course, so you're special, you know? There are a lot of people in the team who are very dissatisfied with you, and it is because of my strong recommendation that they did not attack you, and from this point of view, I have seen your independence, so I want to train you to be a commander-like figure, and I can even let you lead the entire Ice Dust team. Clinton continued.

"Coach, how good you say this to me, I can't repay it." Frey laughed awkwardly.

"No, no, no, it's not flattering you, it's complimenting you, I'm optimistic about your potential, and then it's more reassuring that this team is controlled by you, if it's anyone else, I won't look at them squarely." Clinton stretched out his finger, shook it, and continued.

"Okay, I see, I'll try to complete the training program to repay you for what you talked about today." Frey hurriedly stood up, his eyes shining with a sharp light.

"Okay, I've confessed, now tell me about yourself." Clinton hurriedly threw out a sensitive topic.

Suddenly, the atmosphere immediately cooled down, and Frey raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips slightly, as if there was a hint of indescribable concealment.

(This guy was open and honest with me from the beginning, obviously trying to please me, on the one hand, he told me to serve him, on the other hand, he wanted to tell him what I was thinking, and he was next to him as if he was nothing, and it didn't match his appearance, he was an authentic traitor, I still had to be careful, he caught the handle and was blackmailed by him The first half of his life's efforts will be in vain.... ）

After thinking hesitantly for a moment, Clinton continued to smoke his cigar, as if giving him enough time to think without interrupting him.

Frey shook his head, he was about to realize the depth of Clinton's city, and the first sentence he could say made it clear that he was the student who came to listen to the coach, and he was to follow the instructions, not to talk about the private affairs of his life for others to understand.

After a while, Frey broke his peace, apparently saying the first sentence, "Well, coach, I really don't know what else to say, if you're okay, I still want to go to training." ”

Avoiding the topic is undoubtedly the most effortless thing, but Clinton is by no means an ordinary person, and he can observe the bitter thoughts in his heart at a glance, as if those eyes can peek into his inner thoughts, and a pair of eyes shoot up and down, as if his secret whistle was arranged in his heart, and a numb spasm was quickly heard in his body.

(This old guy is also a psychopath, I'm on full body dialysis, uh... No way... I had to clear all my thoughts from the old man's mind, and I must not let this old fellow see them. ）

Frey concentrated and subconsciously looked at the past, and he suddenly saw a pair of evil pupils flashing a glimmer of charm, and his mind quickly fell into a state of emptiness, in this state, except for a few private things that happened to him, there was no other thing related to people, things, or related to his fate.

Clinton gasped slightly, he dusted off the cigarette dust on his fingers, put it in his mouth and took a sharp breath before saying: "Since you don't want to say it, I won't force it, okay, pay attention to the amount of training, don't work too hard." ”

"Okay, I'll do it, coach goodbye." With that, Frey stood up, subconsciously touched the edge of the door, bowed deeply to the smiling gaze, and then closed the door and went out.

After the door behind him closed again, he took a deep breath, and a thin layer of sweat quickly appeared on the surface of his skin, and the action just now was a little unfocused, as if his body control would be subconsciously controlled, and if he hadn't forcibly cleared the thoughts in his mind and forcibly opened the genetic chain, he was slightly resisted for a while, and the strong impact made him slightly exhausted.

You must know that it is absolutely impossible for him to tell others about his private affairs, and Clinton subconsciously controls his thinking, and wants to know more about the real him, which is tantamount to not revealing his heart on the spot, and the feeling of being spied on in his mind comes from the common methods of spies, spies usually do not speak, nor do they manage and find out whether creatures lie through body language, but directly investigate the brain through mental consciousness, and can lie on the lips, but can never expect thoughts in the heart.

While thinking, he was a little scared, Clinton is by no means limited to the coach of a team, it is best to avoid meeting him alone in the future, at this moment, he has just been released from the genetic chain, time is limited, and today I just used the ability of the genetic chain, although after each use of the genetic chain is more powerful than before, but in terms of physical strength, if it is still like the current situation, if Clinton deliberately prolongs the conversation with him, it is really difficult for him to get out of the office just now.

Then he dragged his tired body out of the office door, and at the same time, the fear of detecting consciousness gradually disappeared from his heart.

At this moment, in the office, Clinton pinched the bridge of his nose, and his fingers quickly moved slightly on the virtual screen in front of him, as if his fingers were mechanically moving the next target point on the strategic drawing, and the virtual screen was constantly rolling up and down and left and right without dead ends, Clinton was looking at the back of the man on the screen and laughed contemptuously, muttering in his mouth:

"This guy actually defended against my consciousness survey in an instant, and if I can't get his thoughts, it doesn't mean that I can't control you, you are special, which makes me more interested in you..."

Frey sneezed, feeling like he had a cold.

Out of the Cambrian Pavilion, he also has a new view of life after being a freshman, there are too many facts happening in the recent days, so he can't help but think that his past life is too monotonous, missing a lot of dramatic things, life is like a boring movie, there are as many people as there are personalities, and what happened today also taught Frey a good lesson.

Although it feels good to trust a person, but at the same time to experience distrust and disturb the atmosphere of the team, is the last thing he wants to think, especially when this kind of thing happens in a special period, the ugliness of the human heart will continue to multiply and magnify, although he tries his best to change, although he is left alone, he will still have to face some things he does not want to meet, this is the life he faces, a human social circle where there are various possibilities if someone exists.

After experiencing the required courses and practicing kendo, I went home to accompany my wife.

Running back to a new home, or a villa, the bodyguards with a new look will salute when they see people, these bodyguards are retired soldiers, Frey equipped them with full firepower weapons, although they are all weapons that have been eliminated for a long time, but these bodyguards frankly admit that they can still play with guns if they are not soldiers, and they are obviously very happy.

This is the true character of an iron-blooded man, although he no longer has the identity of a soldier, he will still care about the glory of being a soldier.

"Wife, I'm back."

The door opened, and Frey shouted as he walked into the house, but no one came out to pick him up, but the butler ran out. Looking at the young master who came back from outside, it was like seeing his own child, and his eyes were full of joy.

Who can know that an old man, can still have a meal, all rely on this family to feed them, the last time the Zerg invasion caused the whole family to panic, bodyguards changed blood, this old housekeeper has experienced a catastrophe, but there are some more wrinkles on his face, this old man laughs is to give people a kind feeling, every time he comes home under pressure, he sees a smile at least he feels that the day has not been in vain, and his efforts will be rewarded.

"Young master, young grandmother, haven't come back yet." The housekeeper said.

"Oh, I see."

Frey nodded, reluctantly went back to the upstairs bedroom to wash and sleep, and got rid of the subordinates and waited until dinner to wake him up to come down to eat, after a catastrophe, Frey treated these subordinates as his own family, and the stinky rules of those subordinates and masters not eating at the same time had long been changed, and now they all sit together to eat, so that everyone feels that this is the atmosphere of the family.

"I'm back."

At six o'clock in the evening, it was dinner time, and the meals that the people had laid out were waiting for the owner to eat, Su Xiaoqian came back from nursing school, took out the bottle from the refrigerator, and gave the baby milk, the baby who was less than three years old was weaned, but Su Xiaoqian felt that the child's immunity was not strong, so he insisted on giving him milk.

Sleepy-eyed Frey came down from the stairs and said in a leisurely tone, "I'm back." ”

Su Xiaoqian smiled very sweetly and said, "Yes, good evening, husband, ready to eat." ”

A group of people sat down to eat, and the table was much more lively, and Frey felt a different atmosphere from before, and at this moment, he felt more and more that this was the taste of family, and he also fell in love with this feeling, and wished that loneliness would be separated from him from now on. Say goodbye to your past self completely, no one can really do this, and everyone will not objectively examine their own mistakes, after all, everyone thinks that they are the right one.

After eating, go upstairs to sleep.

The night passed quickly.

Early the next morning, Frey took Rylock for a run to school.

In the morning, his body was sore, and he didn't care about eating some breakfast, although it would take a short time to get used to this body, the soreness was temporary, he had to continue to maintain the time of exercise, and insisted on running every day, the time was particularly early, and he would also warm himself up and warm up, so that the body could not feel sore, which had a better breakthrough in the morning recovery training.

After the warm-up, in the same place yesterday, Freya packed her clothes and rushed to the playground, fully armed, sun hat, the type with three small electric fans, long skirts, after the slight breeze, she could also flutter in the wind, her long white thighs were exposed, and from time to time she would smile at the people who were running.

The training has also started again, and Frey has already run fast under the call of the command, exerting his legs, and he has learned his lesson and will not start to sprint with all his strength, which is tantamount to suicide, because there is still a long way to go, and today he will also face other assessments.

Long-distance running is one of the assessments of recovery training.

Saving energy is the most important thing to do at the moment.