Like... for a second
Because Saint thought about it for a while, after he made a wish to obtain Sun Wukong's lifelong knowledge, he immediately sensed his own qi. Therefore, he did not expect that this should be the simplest step, but Lorna couldn't make it.
Having said that, of course you can't say it out to hurt people, because Saint told a white lie and comforted Lorna: "It took a long time, Lorna, you are not Chinese, it is difficult to understand the meaning of 'Qi'. It's normal, don't feel discouraged."
"All right… "
Another half an hour passed.
"Boss! I feel it! I finally feel it!"
Lorna jumped up from the floor with a face full of joy, and said to herself ecstatically: "This is my Qi... so huge..."
Because Saint secretly wiped off his cold sweat, although he didn't send much Qi each time, the more than 20 consecutive "breath giving" almost squeezed him out. Before this moment, he was even a little bit exhausted. I suspect that Lorna, a foreigner who knows nothing about Chinese culture, will never be able to sense her own aura...
"Very good, you should get acquainted with this feeling first, and when you have a deeper understanding of your own qi tomorrow, we will start to learn 'breath shielding'."
Because of Saint's long body, he left the quiet room to Lorna: "I'm going to prepare to open the store, you can stay for a while to consolidate this new feeling, and then come down to start work after dinner."
"Okay, thank you boss."
"You are welcome."
After Saint walked out of the quiet room and went down to the restaurant on the first floor, he made preparations in the back kitchen for a while, and then opened the door of the shop while he was waiting for his meal.
At this time, Lorna also walked down the stairs on time, and with a strange expression, she came to Yinshengte and asked: "Boss, you said that my anger is a hundred times that of ordinary people. Based on this standard, how much is yours?"
"..."
Because of Saint's silence for a long time, he reluctantly replied: "Three times that of ordinary people." (In fact, it is only a little more than twice, and this grandson has seriously rounded up...)
"It's only three times..."
Lorna showed a "really so" expression: "I wondered if I sensed it wrong. I always feel that compared with my qi, your qi is so weak..."
Yin Sheng curled his lips in displeasure: "I'm not a mutant, of course."
Lorna smiled "hehe" and regained her confidence all of a sudden: "Looking at your appearance as an outsider, I thought you were so powerful. It turns out that you are not my opponent at all!"
"hehe."
Yin Shengte sneered, and threatened in a rather tasteless way: "I don't think you want to learn 'breath shielding', do you?"
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"Boss, you are too stingy, you can't take a joke at all."
"Stop talking nonsense! Go to work!"
"There are no guests yet."
"..."
The bickering between the two ended in Saint's silent retreat. After a while, Peter, who had finished school, also rushed over. As time went by, the number of guests in the restaurant grew from scratch. , the three of them quickly fell into a tense and busy situation, and it wasn't until nine o'clock after eight o'clock that Yinsheng put up the sign of closing business, announcing the end of the day.
Next, it was a week of calm. During these seven days, with the magical signature dish of Kung Fu Barbecue, Li's Chinese Restaurant has maintained a very brisk business, because Saint's daily net income is more than five hundred dollars. During this period, neither the Ax Gang, the Hand, nor the New York police came to trouble him, and just when he thought that the turmoil brought about by Joey Meacham had completely passed...
On the morning of the eighth day, a person whom Saint didn't want to contact the most appeared in front of his shop.
"No way… "
Seeing the middle-aged man who opened the door, Saint frowned deeply, and said to himself, "It doesn't make sense...I've been keeping a low profile these days..."
This middle-aged man with hairline breaking through the sky has thinning black hair, combed meticulously close to his head, wearing a neat black suit, with a gentle smile on his face, the whole person looks very harmless, However, if Saint's guess is correct, this will be the biggest trouble he has encountered since traveling to the Marvel world!
Because Saint quietly turned on the breath sensor, he found that although the middle-aged man's breath was still in the category of ordinary people, it was at least half stronger than the average, and belonged to the top level of ordinary people. This was completely different from his guess. match!
"Hello."
The middle-aged man went straight to Insant, keeping a smile on his face, and asked gently, "Is this Insant Li?"
"I am."
Yin Shengte came forward and asked quietly, "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man reached out his hand from the inner pocket of his suit, took out a black book, opened it in front of Yinshengte, showed his ID and said, "Phil Coulson, FBI agent, I'm here to investigate Can I talk to you about the case?"
It really is you! Huh, FBI? If you go abroad, will you become a CIA again? You "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." just like to play tricks!
Yin Shengte sneered secretly, resisting the urge to complain, pointed to a table in the shop and said, "Of course, please sit down."
Phil Coulson sat down calmly, looked at Insant sitting across from him, and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Li, seven days ago, Joy Meacham, the director of the Rand Group, was at your house The store was attacked, there were six attackers, four of them were subdued on the spot, I want to know, who knocked them down?"
"If I say I don't know, you will definitely sue me for obstructing official duties?"
Yin Shengte sighed, and had no choice but to admit: "I did it."
Phil Coulson was not surprised at all. Obviously, he had investigated Insant early in the morning. He still kept a kind smile on his face. He took out four injury test reports from his briefcase and put them one by one. He said on the table: "This is the injury report of the four attackers. The least injured one also had three broken ribs. The forensic doctor who examined the injury believed that he was killed by a car traveling at a speed of more than 60 yards per hour. The car hit the chest head-on, but you and I both know that this is far from the truth, may I ask, what method did you use to subdue them?"
Yinsheng curled his lips, facing Coulson's long speech, he replied sparingly: "Fist, or in other words, kung fu."
"effort?"
Phil Coulson narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Li, I must remind you that if you lie during the evidence collection process, it is a violation of federal law."