Lu Zhen smiled. Morgan saw Lu Zhen's smile from the rearview mirror and was very surprised. For more than half a year, Lu Zhen has always been sinister and full of gloom. Stop talking about laughing. It's good that he didn't lose his temper.
It's right.
Morgan was so happy that he was so rare that he could see his smile.
He also became much less prejudiced against Nolan. As long as anyone can make Lu Zhen happy, Morgan can call him grandpa.
The atmosphere was rare to be so relaxed, and Nolan was happy.
Lu Zhen was a little dispelled from the crowd. Morgan tried to drive to a spacious place as much as possible, and drove very steadily. Nolan kept holding his hand. Lu Zhen asked, "Nolan, if one day I die..."
"Don't make such assumptions." Nolan interrupted him unhappy, "What's the point of living if you die?"
The smile on Lu Zhen's face faded completely and almost threw Nolan's hand away. He had to spend a lot of effort to hold back. He didn't do such a reckless thing. If he died, Nolan wouldn't have
If you live alone, why should he be nice to Nolan?
It would be better to be worse to him, keep indifferent and hurt each other until Nolan hates him.
When he died, Nolan would not seek shortages and would live well in this world.
"Lu Zhen, what's wrong? Why is his face so ugly?"
"I'm fine, I just remembered some things." Lu Zhen was a little perfunctory, and Nolan got used to it. When he said this, he would not ask too much, because everyone thought Lu Zhen remembered the prison.
Will ask more questions.
After driving for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the training ground in the suburbs.
There were only a dozen agents in the training ground. They came here temporarily, and no one was training today, so the training ground was empty.
Nolan said, "I didn't expect you to use the Army's training ground. Since they changed another training ground, this training ground has been vacant. I thought it had become a scrap car park."
Lu Zhen said, "Do you want to go back and propose it and take it back?"
Nolan smiled, how could he do such a mean thing?
"Why are you building a training ground in the suburbs? Your training grounds are not in the city. You have a big goal and are easily found." Nolan asked curiously.
Morgan said disdainfully, "You have been searching for so many years, haven't you found it?"
Lu Zhen explained lightly, "There are many agents in New York and Mexico, and the specific number is not convenient to tell you. No one has any place to participate in training. There must be a training ground to provide training. If some agents cannot keep up with their physical fitness, they will be wasted for a while.
Now.”
"There are several training grounds of large and small size in New York, especially in the west, which should be more comprehensive. New York's goal is too big and not suitable for establishment, so the scale is small."
Nolan expressed understanding.
Lu Zhen needs to test one by one.
Jogging, weight-bearing running, leg strength, arm strength, rock climbing, fast running, shooting, hidden weapons, fists strength, foot strength, etc., comprehensive tests, Lu Zhen also wanted to know how far he had degenerated himself.
After each test, Nolan had to rest for a while and he was always with him.
He saw Lu Zhen's heart rate and fatigue level of his first jogging, and he knew that Lu Zhen's physical fitness had dropped too much.
I was more sure when Lu Zhen ran away.
When the fist strength test was tested, the results were even worse, and one punch could only exert one hundred kilograms of force.