The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue Chapter 40

"Hold on~ hold on~ hold on~"

Just as Zefa's active Skyler explained the main points of physical training, Skyler also listened with interest, the phone bug on Zefa suddenly rang, Zefa frowned, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the headquarters building.

When the phone worm was connected, the phone worm's face immediately turned into that of Marshal Kong, but he looked a little angry and shouted: "Zefa! What's the matter with you? Today is the day of the meeting with the world government, how much I emphasized. General Bian must attend!"

Zefa: (?'?Д?')!!

Polsalino, who was sitting with Erlang's legs crossed, stood up before he knew it and walked silently out of the arena, but Zefa's murderous aura quickly locked him in, making him dare not take a step forward. OK.

Deterring the culprit, Zefa hurriedly said to the phone bug, "Is it too late for me to go? I have something here that needs to be resolved."

Sora wasn't really someone who hated Zefa because he was absent from a meeting, it was just Zefa's escapism over the past few years and his growing disrespect for the World Government, which made him worry that Zefa would become the next Karp. .

Through the phone bug, Sora also saw Zefa's expression. With his decades of understanding of Zefa, he knew that this general might have missed it because of something, rather than deliberately not coming, and his tone softened. , said:

"This time, you don't have to. The meeting is over. After Karp returns from the mission, he will have another meeting with the World Government. You must not be absent, do you understand?"

"I understand, Marshal Kong, then I'll keep busy."

"Ok."

Hanging up the phone bug, Zefa's muscles swelled a bit. Skyler, who was only two steps away from Zefa, had his white hair blown constantly by the air waves from Zefa's tumbling.

"Polusalino! The old man knows that everything is your calculation, but the old man will not care, because the old man can't watch a good seedling be destroyed in your hands!

No matter whether the purpose of your appearance here today is similar to what the old man is thinking now, but you'd better let Skyler follow the old man's training plan! "

At this time, Polsalino was no longer arrogant, and even had the appearance of a navy. He bowed to Zefa, Zefa snorted angrily, turned his head to look at Skyler, and his emotions were restrained. said:

"Train well in the future, not only physically, but also need to learn and train to recognize people and things, to distinguish who is a good person, and who... hum!"

Porusalino: Mr. Zefa, just read my navy number directly.

However, Polsalino did not say this sentence, but looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I'll tell them to prepare lunch, unless you want to stop halfway, Mr. Zefa... "

Before Polsalino could finish speaking, Zefa glared over at a glance and said, "Stimulation?! Is it the old man who forgot to teach you this class? Want to use this to stimulate me? There is no door!"

"Then you..."

Polsalino had a smile on his face, looked at Zefa, and then at Skyler, Zefa's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and said, "The old man said that he won't let good seedlings be ruined in your hands. !"

"Okay~ Teacher Zefa, Schuyler-chan~ Then I'll go prepare lunch~"

After speaking, Polsalino turned into light and disappeared. Zefa stood there and sulked for a while before adjusting his emotions and saying to Skyler as calmly as possible:

"Where did you just say? Yes, your 'qi', I should not be the only one who told you that your 'qi' has both the domineering effect of seeing and being armed at the same time.

This is a good thing, but also a bad thing. The good thing is that when your body does not meet the standards of domineering cultivation, you can use your 'qi' to familiarize yourself with the two domineering styles in advance, and you can also improve your combat effectiveness during battles.

But there is also a bad side, that is, when you start to learn domineering, it is difficult to get rid of it. After all, you already have a substitute, so it is difficult to devote yourself to domineering training..."

Zefa began to explain again, Skyler listened very carefully, his former mentors were a little out of tune, except for Drago who would explain some during training, Polsalino and Karp... They all practiced by example. guidelines.

Therefore, Skyler's understanding of himself is not even as good as the few people who have taught him, and Zefa's meticulous, shallow to deep explanation is very helpful to her, at least it keeps her from getting confused.

The method of Karp and others is more suitable for teaching a person with such theoretical knowledge. For Skyler, it is not very suitable for Skyler. Although the effect is similar, Skyler has learned the skills they taught. Only then can they initially understand the knowledge and why they train like this.

Zefa's explanation is different. He is good at treating his disciples as people without any foundation. After all, he has been a naval recruit instructor for many years. In order to take care of everyone in the recruits, he will explain in detail.

It can't be said that Zefa's training method is better, it can only be said that it is more in line with Skyler. After all, she has only been in this sea for half a year, and she is still too unfamiliar with everything in this sea. .

Seeing that Skyler listened carefully, Zefa was also very relieved. When he held up his glasses, there was even a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

But his mood quickly subsided. As a general, he couldn't easily reveal his weakness. Secondly... that annoying **** finally came back.

"Yo~Hey~"

The disgusting lazy voice appeared with a team of cooking soldiers carrying a lot of things. Zefa didn't understand. Unless the cooking soldiers also planned to solve lunch here, why would they bring so many ingredients?

But this is obviously unreasonable, but Zefa didn't ask aloud, and just continued to explain. The barbecue and the freshly prepared drinks were completed soon. After lunch started, Zefa finally understood why there were so many ingredients.

"Should I say... Is it the daughter of that old **** Karp?"

Seeing the speed and amount of food the girl eats, Zefa said in his heart, but the shock was only for a moment, and soon he took it all for granted.

The last time he saw Skyler, it seemed like two months ago, two months ago. To improve so much, not only need super-high talent and super-intensive exercise, but also nutritional supplements.

Speaking of which, being able to take in so many nutrients at one time and then turn them into motivation during training is also a great talent. Thinking back to Skyler's abnormal physical resilience in the morning, Zefa was relieved.

On this sea, UU reading www. There is no strong person on uukanshu.com who has a small appetite. Even Zefa's appetite was astonishingly large, second only to Karp.

It's just that over the years, his strength has reached the upper limit of his talent, and it is difficult to get stronger. Coupled with the reduction in the amount of training and the number of battles, the physical strength in the body is less wasted, and the appetite for food is reduced.

After all, not everyone is like Karp. Every day, they are big fish, donuts and senbei never leave their mouths.

Thinking of his old comrade-in-arms, Zefa looked at Skyler, his **** seemed to lightly press his forehead, but he covered his face with his palm.

After all, he can't forget his family, his considerate wife who can only give but don't know how to ask for it, and his son who always aims to inherit his will.

With the other hand, he subconsciously slapped himself on his body, looking for the cigarette he had given up for many years, and beside him, a cigarette was handed over.

Zefa took it and looked at Polsalino smoking a cigarette, dumbfounded.

Because the cigarettes that Porusalino handed him were different from the cigarettes that Porusalino smoked himself, there were rarely two completely different types of cigarettes on a person's body.

Looking at the cigarette with the strongest tobacco flavor wrapped in the cigar wrapper in his hand, Zefa became more and more silent. After a long time, he said, "Is this cigarette hard to find?"

Porusalino didn't feel that much, but still had a heartless face, turned on the lighter, slid the gear, and handed it in the direction of Zefa, saying, "He died, and I don't know if his son inherited him or not. craftsmanship.”

Zefa put the cigarette in his mouth, leaned forward a little, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and the smoke lingered, Zefa said: "Like... it's too similar, that old smoker, has a good son what."

Chapter end