My Boss, the White-haired Nun

In the huge training ground, it was empty at this time, only a gray-haired girl stood up in it, posing with fists that ordinary people could not understand, and a mysterious totem appeared in her palm.

She didn't seem to notice the man's arrival, and she was still doing her own thing with her back turned to him. out,

Gong Ming folded his arms and leaned against the outer wall of the training ground, quietly looking at the woman in the field.Under the light of the ceiling of the training ground, the ever-changing body shape brings out a glass-like phantom, with a charm of constantly wandering between softness and steel straightness.

A section of punching pole, whether it is long or not, is not short.It's just that if one is willing to fight and the other is willing to watch, then time will pass quickly, right?

Finally, when the clock on the wall was slowly approaching three o'clock in the morning, the gray-haired woman seemed to have noticed the man standing there, raised her eyebrows, raised her hand, and made a gesture to him. Made an invitation to fight.

Gong Ming laughed, took off his suit jacket, threw it on the bench, came to the field and stood still, his half-closed eyes slowly opened, and there was a gleam of light in the golden pupils. And pass.

The corners of Fu Hua's mouth also curled up at the same time, closing his gestures, and raising his hands.

In the next second, two puffs of smoke burst out from the ground in the arena, and two phantoms rushed out from where the two were standing at almost the same time, and then the sound of fists and feet colliding suddenly erupted from the arena, which was endless.

In a sense, this is undoubtedly the most superb skill fight in the world. Both of them did not choose a stronger force as a support but suppressed their strength at the level of ordinary people, but the world No one else has as long a lifespan as these two people can practice their skills in this area.It was a martial art built up over time, and after a long period of polishing, it became a skill that surpassed people's imagination.

A very interesting question.

If a person repeats a skill for several years, decades, hundreds or even thousands of years, what kind of results can be obtained.

Now, the two people in the field gave the answer.

It's a pity that in the early hours of the morning, there were no spectators here to watch such a duel—or, in other words, this was the reason why the two were able to let go.

Soon, the winner was decided between the two.

"boom."

Gong Ming, who had lost his resistance, was grabbed by the arm by the gray-haired girl, fell on his back, and fell to the ground, splashing a little dust that was used to prevent slipping on the training ground.

"call……"

Fu Hua let go of the man's arm, stood up straight, adjusted his breathing, and still sat in a closed posture in a regular manner according to the posture of the fist.

"It hurts..." The man put on a bitter face and pretended to get up from the ground while supporting his lower back.Complained: "Can't you take it easy?"

"You regressed."

However, Fu Hua just glanced at him, walked to the hanger next to the training ground and began to change his training clothes.A gray sports vest was worn under the pure white training clothes, outlining the girl's slender... er, slender figure.

"Yeah, I've been used to things like this for a long time." The man just shrugged his shoulders indifferently when he heard the words. "On the contrary, it's you, not to mention things at a higher level, even if it's just at the level of skill, you have already regressed a lot..."

If it was said that the fists of the person in front of her were as seamless as the heaven and the earth, without any flaws, then in Gong Ming's eyes, flaws inevitably appeared in every move of hers.It's just that he is not as good as he was back then. Even if he saw it, he could only let those flaws pass by and couldn't grasp it.

The two of them...

Are getting old.

When the gray-haired girl heard the words, the hand that was putting on her coat gave a meticulous pause, and then adjusted her tone and said calmly.

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current. Now that the body is here, there is no progress."

"Yes..." Gong Ming shook his head. "This kind of thing can't be made easier according to our wishes."

"If everything could be made easier according to our wishes, then the world would not have collapsed long ago, right?" The girl sighed softly, turning her head to look at the man beside her.

"It's rare that you took the initiative to find me. What's the matter?"

She wasn't going to ask what the man had been doing for the past three months without hearing from him. In their long lives, such a separation was indeed a very common thing.

"Why?" Then the man laughed and said in a tone full of ridicule. "The relationship between you and me, if it's okay, can't I talk to you?"

"Shaopi." The girl gave him a blank look, and threw her training clothes into the man's arms, "You wash your clothes today—and, if you have something to say, tell me, I'll go back to sleep if I'm fine."

"Come on, why are you in such a hurry." The man took the clothes thrown by the girl, threw the water in his hand towards the girl, and said with a smile. "At any rate, listen to what I have to say."

"Speak, I'm listening." Fu Hua raised his hand to take it, and opened the bottle to drink water while talking.

"Send a word to Otto for me." The red-haired man looked at the girl in front of him and said softly. "I already know what he did in Europe."

"..."

The girl froze.

"I'm not stopping him from doing things that are dark, immoral, authoritarian, or even against human nature." Gong Ming said expressionlessly. "But I hope he also knows what the bottom line is."

"That's the monster I personally sealed back then. No one knows better than me what kind of destructive results that thing can bring. In a sense, it may be more terrifying than a simple collapse thing."

Gong Ming watched the girl pause in mid-air, with a look of sadness in his eyes, he turned and walked out.

"If he still insists on continuing his operation, then I will stop him myself."

"..."

"..."

The arena fell silent, only the sound of Gong Ming's feet stepping on the ground continued to echo.

One, two.

"By the way, there is something..."

Just as he walked to the edge of the training ground and was about to step out of this place, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind.

He stopped in his tracks, but didn't look back. He stared at the streetlights outside the training ground. His expression seemed to be expecting what the girl would say, but at the same time, he seemed to be afraid of what she would say.The face is full of complexity.

"...If you have time, you'd better deal with Jizi's physical problem again."