Lord of the Mysteries: Traveler

Fren was watching Wilson as he put on a gesture that I didn't know about.

There is nothing to say about his expression, but it still makes people feel weird. Wilson's posture is leaning against the sofa, biting the hard pipe handle with his canine teeth. That's it, he still wears a mask called 'smile' on his face. Wilson's overall posture revealed a very leisurely but also tense look at any time. Furen's subconscious was reminding Furen of all the abnormal points of the person in front of him.

"Haha, no matter what comes to me, there is no way to solve it if you don't come in and talk to me." The hoarse laughter was like a low-quality earphone, constantly challenging the limit of human physiological tolerance.

After thinking about it, Furen is also, no matter how the appearance of this instructor is against his normal cognition, but there is really no difference in other places, so let's talk to him.

Sitting on the sofa opposite, Fren had just sat down when Wilson said, "You want to learn martial arts from me? Who recommended you to come?"

Before Fren could answer, he quickly denied his question: "I saw that you really came to me to learn martial arts. It doesn't matter who invited you? The price is clearly marked, basic martial arts, 1,000 pounds."

The corners of Fren's mouth twitched, and he almost spat a mouthful of saliva on the other side's face: "Mr. Wilson, are you kidding me for a fool? Don't say I don't have that much money, even if I have that much money, it won't be like this. Any flowers."

"Poor? It's so boring," Wilson whispered in a normal voice, "Then how much money can you give?"

"100 pounds."

"Oh, 300 pounds." Putting down the pipe in his hand, he knocked the pipe twice on the ashtray seemingly casually. He didn't care about the pipe at all, and marked a price at will.

"Deal." Furen also doesn't want to talk to this old fritters. He has no experience in bargaining. If someone finds out the details, he only knows that he is a reliable fighting teacher, and maybe he will be temporarily brought up. price, so the deal was finalized as soon as possible.

"Tsk, it's not that poor. Okay, come with me." Wilson put his pipe on the table, stood up, patted Fren's shoulder, and said.

Although Furen didn't know what Wilson wanted to do next, he still followed his arrangement. On the way, Fren wondered whether he wanted me to pay first or test me.

The area of ​​this villa seems to be two or three times larger than the villas on other streets. From a distance, it is quite eye-catching on this street, but Fren and Wilson did not walk a few steps, and the light reflected In Fren's eyes, this villa has come to an end.

After getting used to the sunshine, what appeared in front of Fren was a huge playground, or a place similar to a playground, but there was no lawn, but all kinds of equipment and facilities were placed around.

However, Furen looked at Wilson and found that the man had suddenly disappeared. Just as Furen was about to look around, Wilson's distinctive voice came from behind: "Don't move, little brat, just stand there. ."

Fren glanced back and saw that the man came over with a recliner, but he didn't put the recliner on the playground, just in front of the door.

I saw the man opened the reclining chair, lay down, and said, "Run, um, just run 50 laps."

For a while, Fren's face was wrinkled into an ugly look like a shriveled orange peel. The annoying voice then floated out: "It's only 10,000 meters, it's only 200 meters in a circle, let me see if you are qualified to learn martial arts."

Furen felt that his cerebral hemorrhage was about to be smothered by this person, but Furen didn't say anything and ran away.

Seeing this, Wilson blew a whistle and said to himself, "Okay, halfway through the test, we'll see this kid's performance next, haha, I haven't taught students for a long time, I'm looking forward to it."

Nearly an hour passed, and Fren stopped sweating profusely. Fortunately, he is now a Sequence 8, and his physical fitness has undergone two small enhancements, and his physical fitness is not bad. Otherwise, it is impossible to persevere. .

Wilson stood beside Fren, who was steaming all over, and said tentatively, "How about a few more laps?"

"Haha." Fren retorted him feebly with words, and at the same time used actual actions to sit on the ground to express his disdain.

"Okay, you're qualified." After Wilson said this, he turned around and went back to take the recliner away.

When Furen finally had the energy to think about whether the **** was playing with himself, Wilson came back and saw that Furen had initially recovered his strength, and said, "Boy, don't blame me, this is just a test, if you don't even know the basics If you can't finish the part, then you don't need to follow me to learn at all."

The man who looked very young sat down~www.wuxiamtl.com~ sat next to Fren, handed Fren the plastic bottle in his left hand, and said, "Although I am very young, the experience of training people is absolutely Rich, my retirement is also related to this. You follow me, no harm."

Fren was a little confused at this time, because there is still plastic, is this a drink?

Seeing the performance of Fren Hillbilly, Wilson laughed wickedly and said, "Hey, I don't know, this is something developed by Archon Roselle. After training, drink it, you can quickly get rid of fatigue, let you It's a lot better, it's a good thing. But it is said that the output of the container for this thing is too small, and it needs to be saved for the military use. However, since you accept my training, then this cup will be given to you. ."

Roselle, Roselle again, is Roselle the biggest idol to become Intis? Fren thought with a headache.

However, think about the fact that this is a retired military officer, and Roselle has been a consul for a long time, and a modern traveler, and also a fellow in the parallel world of Fren, there are things that great men have practiced, and they have been imitated It is also very simple.

After tasting the drink, Fren thought it was very good. Of course, it was much better than those various sports drinks.

Sports drinks were not bad at first, at least the classic sports drinks that became best-sellers are not bad to drink, but after Fren grew up, the taste of the new sports drinks was indescribable. Maybe this is the real sports drink. ?

When Furen recovered his breath, Wilson stood up and motioned Furen to follow him to what was clearly the finance room.

"Mr. Wilson." There was obviously an accountant in the financial room, Wilson nodded, then looked at Fren.

After Fren took out the gold pound, the deal was done.

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