(Zhou Tui is in the sixth, the lazy cat wants to make further progress, knowing that the brothers and sisters who read the book are as lazy as me, please move your fingers, and the recommended votes will point to you.) ）

Xu Le sat on one side of the long table in the private room of the dining room, looking at the snow-white tablecloth stretched out like a carpet in front of him, and bowed his head slightly, a little puzzled why the rich people in the Federation had to waste a meal like this. He had a glass of white water in front of him, and the food had not yet been served, because the host who had invited him to eat had not yet arrived.

The two waiters stood calmly and waited, Xu Le couldn't find anyone to speak, and he was not interested in talking, his head was lowered, holding a silver knife and fork, and gesturing on the snow-white tablecloth. As the night passed, the pain on his body had healed a lot, and he began to recall the fat captain's whistling leg, and the more he thought about it, the more terrible it became. He lay on the bed and thought about it for a long time, and found that at that moment, even if he could let his muscles tremble and release the magical power in his body, he was afraid that he would not be able to completely block that leg.

Because of this leg, Xu Le thought of two aspects.

The first question is how to deal with the wonderful power in the body? Once you use all your strength, you can break the special plastic handcuffs used by the military, presumably this is not something that ordinary people can do, but the trembling physical characteristics are too obvious, and it is too easy to be associated with an uncle mechanic...... Is there a way to make this tremor only run in the body, and not be visible through the appearance?

The second question is how to resist the leg swing as hard as the fat captain? That leg is obviously a super fighting skill in the army, and it swept directly at an angle of thirty degrees downwards, clean and neat, carrying a huge amount of power, seemingly simple to the extreme, whether it is speed, angle, or recovery in the budget, it is accurately calculated to the extreme, without the slightest loophole. If you are standing at that moment, you may be able to bully yourself and hit the yin with your elbow, even if your leg is swept off, you can also make the other party suffer some dark losses. But the problem is that I am sitting, how do I cope when I am sitting?

He held a silver knife and fork on the snow-white tablecloth, simulating the other party's legs and his own possible response. The boss taught him ten postures, and these postures are undoubtedly very powerful moves, otherwise it would be impossible to knock down five top students of Xilin Military Academy at once. But these ten postures are very fixed, and all of them are advancing skills, without a step back, although the strength and strength are to the extreme, but they are too stiff...... I can't help it, it's a blunt dance.

Xu Le scratched his head in some distress, immersed in his thoughts on martial arts. He didn't have much interest in the ability to fight, and in his opinion, the current Federation was no longer a battlefield for individual heroism - but Uncle Feng persuaded him with the statement of the first machine, and the thrilling experience of these days after that made him know how important it is to increase individual strength. The most important thing is that he is a person who likes to compete and study, and this is the case when he has followed Uncle Feng to learn mechanical repair knowledge over the years, and now he is also thinking about fighting, and it is very easy to fall into addiction without knowing it, which is of course an extremely rare learning potential......

"You can only practice these things well if you are obsessed with certain things, and I kind of understand now how you can bring down that proud shit. I think that during the two years of military service in the mines of Donglin, you were probably in a posture of martial arts all the time. Captain Fat walked into the private room of the dining room at some point and looked at him with a strange look.

A few crisp sounds rippled in the empty room, and the silver knives and forks that were put together fell on the table, and Xu Lezheng kept gesturing his fingers, and he also froze in the air. He looked at the fat captain's bloodstained face, scratched his head and smiled, the other party seemed to have misunderstood something, but it was okay, lest he not know how to explain yesterday's scene.

Captain Fat walked up to him and sat down, and let out a sigh of satisfaction, as if he hated walking in his laziness. How could such a person make such a sharp kick? Of course, Xu Le would not believe this appearance at this time, but he had a good impression of this fat captain, and kept a polite silence.

"There are a lot of people buried in the army, and there are many people like you who study fights all day long. I watched yesterday's surveillance video.,The fighting skills you use are very strange.,It's probably the result of streamlining your military body boxing.,I don't know if it's good or not.,But anyway, it's too strong.,There's no way out.。 The fat captain panted and took the water in front of Xu Le and drank it, and said: "This way of self-development, you can't learn anything deeper if you stay in the army, if you are interested in this aspect, after the spaceship arrives in the capital, I can introduce you to a few more famous self-cultivation halls." ”

"Cultivation Hall?" Xu Le didn't know why the captain suddenly removed the guards outside the room today, and invited himself to come to dinner so formally, he wanted to remain cautious and silent, but when he heard this unfamiliar term, he still couldn't help but ask curiously: "What kind of place is that? Is there a place in the Federation that specializes in learning to fight?"

The fat captain looked at him like a fool: "Although you have been a ground mouse in Donglin for two years, after all, you are from Shanglin, why don't you even know about the Cultivation Hall?"

Xu Le knew that he had exposed some horses, smiled and shook his head, without speaking or explaining. In the fat captain's narration, he knew what the self-cultivation hall meant - in today's society, thermal weapons have developed to the peak, and the individual force is relatively insignificant, and the martial arts hall in ancient times has developed to this stage, and the purpose is no longer to teach fighting skills, but to exercise the mind with skills, calm the mind, and cultivate the body and mind. ――It is precisely for this reason that the people who exercise in the self-cultivation hall do not have much competitiveness at all, and they do not attract much attention.

"The self-cultivation course in the military academy has long been changed to a martial arts course, and the young people of today are too stupid to know what is really good. Captain Fat shook his head disdainfully and said, "If the Cultivation Pavilion is really useless, how can the Old Li Family require that the descendants of each generation must study in the Cultivation Pavilion for two years from the age of twelve?"

"Old Li's family?" Xu Le knew that his orphan, who was born in the Donglin District, was a hillbilly in the eyes of most people, and he didn't mind telling his questions frankly: "Are you talking about the Li family in Philadelphia?"

The fat captain nodded, Xu Le gasped, and a golden name suddenly appeared in his mind, a noble existence, a low-key but extremely famous family, this family is not in the seven families of the Federation tradition, but in the past few decades, it has the collective respect of the citizens of the Federation because of that old man.

"What good things are you thinking about just letting you study?, do you expect to assassinate an emperor as well?" said the fat captain sarcastically, looking at the young man's expression.

Xu Le laughed twice, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Captain, this matter is a misunderstanding, and I think you know it." I don't know why you asked me to come here today. ”

The fat captain smiled very seriously, and said softly: "Of course, I want to have a good relationship with you, and at the same time, please help me in the next small favor." ”

Suddenly, the fat captain became so flattering, and so natural, it really frightened Xu Le, he was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say.

At this time, the hatch of the room slowly opened to both sides, and in the hands of two women in suits, under the arch of seven or eight service personnel, a little girl wearing a pink flower dress and a sky blue hairpin pinned to her head, looking extremely cute, walked in like this.

The fat captain lowered his voice and said flatteringly: "Little brother, this is what I ask you to do, if you can let the young lady eat, it is easy to talk about the past, and the future will be ...... It's easy to say. ”

Xu Le was suffocated, he didn't expect that the captain's solemn request was actually this matter, but when he looked at the little watermelon's little face from low to surprised, and looked at the black hair swinging on the little girl's forehead, he couldn't help but laugh happily and shouted over there: "Little watermelon." ”

"Brother Xu Le. Little Watermelon broke free from the hands of the two female staff members, and in the helpless eyes of those people, Xiao Xiaobu ran to Xu Le's side, sat directly beside him, and asked with curious black eyes, "Brother, why are you here?"

"Come and eat with you. Xu Le said with a smile.

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In the next few days, Xu Le got rid of the identity of a criminal suspect, moved from the 38 cleaning area to the upper level of the spaceship, which had more advanced facilities, and began to accompany the little watermelon to eat, play and tell stories. He liked the well-behaved little girl very much, and he didn't think that the little girl was as difficult as Mr. Captain said, so he didn't think there was any difficulty in this work, but he ...... If Xu Le knew that this was the prelude to the heavy responsibilities he would have to take on in two years, would he still feel as happy as he did now? Or would he say that he would do a better job in this internship?

At noon that day, the little watermelon began to take a nap obediently. Xu Le opened the hatch and prepared to go back to his room to study how the tremors in his body could be hidden under his skin, and walked while thinking, but unexpectedly saw a few familiar people in the corridor around the corner.

The non-commissioned officers and students of the Xilin Military Academy, who were knocked unconscious and injured by him, have basically recovered after treatment in the ship's medical room and recuperation in the past few days. Colonel Lake's group of special mechs was still seriously wounded, and the escort of the upper echelons of the ship was still handed over to them. It is also wonderful to say that the two most powerful groups of force on the Gu Zhong spaceship were all injured because of Feng Yu and Xu Le, a pair of teachers and students.

Xu Le was slightly stunned, looked at the non-commissioned officer named Wang Meng's temples that were still red and swollen, and after a moment of silence, he nodded, and walked over to his side, without saying hello or any tension.

Zhou Jin, who was standing next to the porthole of the space, looked at the ordinary back, subconsciously touched his throat, and seemed to feel some faint pain.