Around a corner, a woman wearing camouflage clothing appeared.
This woman was very tall, wearing flat shoes. Zhao Tiezhu estimated that she must be about 1.7 meters tall. She had neat short hair tied up with a rubber band.
Wearing a camouflage hat on his head and an electronic gun on his back.
The camouflage uniform looks a bit big and the figure cannot be seen clearly, but from Zhao Tiezhu's point of view, the figure should not be bad.
Looking at that face again, it is a typical oval face. Although there is not much softness between the eyebrows, it is full of heroic spirit, especially the corners of the eyebrows, with a piece of Bondi attached to them, making the whole person look very handsome.
Of course, Zhao Tiezhu is not very interested in women dressed like this. He likes pure women, not this kind of tomboyish characters. However, when he thinks that Sugra has to please such a woman, Zhao Tiezhu feels, There is no need for me to put on airs, and this woman's father is Wen Changlin. He is a very capable person. It should be fine if I interact with people appropriately.
Wen Ting walked in the front, and behind her were a group of men and women wearing camouflage uniforms.
"Wen Ting,"
Sugra pulled Zhao Tiezhu and greeted him with a smile.
"Um,"
Wen Ting nodded, without much of a smile on her face. After humming with Sugra, she turned to the people behind her and said, "You all should reflect on yourselves. How did your cooperation work today? Although this It's just cooperation on the battlefield, but you have to know that a shopping mall is like a battlefield. If we can't cooperate tacitly and flow smoothly on the battlefield, how can we achieve tacit understanding in the mall? Although you are my dad's employees, but I have to take responsibility for my father’s company. Let’s reflect on it and dissolve it.”
After speaking, Wen Ting clapped her hands, and the group of people standing in front of her dispersed with their heads lowered.
"Damn, I can't always achieve perfect coordination,"
After everyone walked away, Wen Ting couldn't help but curse.
Sugra smiled and handed over a bottle of mineral water and said, "It's noon, when the sun shines, people's minds are not clear, and it's understandable that they don't cooperate well."
Wen Ting nodded, opened the mineral water and poured it on her head. She closed her eyes and let the mineral water flow from her face down her neck to her body.
“So cool,”
Wen Ting threw away the mineral water bottle and breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked at Zhao Tiezhu and asked, "Sugra, this is your friend."
"This is my brother, Tiezhu,"
Sugra said with a smile.
"Oh, Hello,"
Wen Ting nodded to Zhao Tiezhu as a greeting, and then looked at Zhao Tiezhu from beginning to end unceremoniously.
"Isn't it beautiful?"
Zhao Tiezhu asked with squinted eyes.
"You are too thin," Wen Ting nodded to herself. "With your body, you are only suitable for fighting as a sniper. You are not good at charging into battle, let alone fighting in hand-to-hand combat."
"I think so,"
Zhao Tiezhu looked at Wen Ting with a smile, not feeling unhappy at all because people said he was thin.
"Sugla, what do you think? Let's go shooting," Wen Ting turned to look at Sugra and asked.
"I don't know how to do things like target shooting. I haven't been able to do it since I was a child. I'm here to return the key to you. Your car is too tough," Sugra said, looking at Zhao Tiezhu and said, "Tiezhu Zhu, give the key to Wen Ting,"
Zhao Tiezhu nodded and handed the key to Wen Ting.
When Wen Ting reached for the key, Wen Ting's hand suddenly caught Zhao Tiezhu's.
Zhao Tiezhu instinctively wanted to dodge, but when he saw that Wen Ting's speed was still strong and that she was still far away from being able to hurt him, he did not dodge and let Wen Ting's hand catch his.
"your hands…"
Wen Ting frowned, grabbing Zhao Tiezhu's hand and stroking it for a while without any care.
"The cocoon is so thick,"
Wen Ting said, "Besides, the muscles are very strong, and your tiger's mouth... you have used daggers before, and you use them often."
"Um,"
Zhao Tiezhu did not deny it, but smiled and nodded.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that you are a veteran of cold weapons, not bad, not bad, I happen to like daggers too, what about, let's go practice,"
Zhao Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, looked at Wen Ting and said, "The two of us, now."
"Yes, there is a place here specifically for my training. Let me try your skills. You may not know that I like to play with cold weapons the most," Wen Ting said with a smile.
Zhao Tiezhu frowned and instinctively wanted to refuse. The techniques he practiced were all killing techniques. If he couldn't control himself later, he would not only kill Wen Ting, but also make Wen Ting shake. It is estimated that Wen Changlin will not give up with him, and it is obviously not cost-effective to offend Wen Changlin because of such a thing.
"I am not your opponent," Zhao Tiezhu shook his head.
"It's okay, I let you, let's have some fun, don't be afraid, I have an unedged dagger over there, it can't hurt anyone," Wen Ting said, she couldn't wait to take Zhao Tiezhu's hand and said, "Let's go Let's go, what's the big deal for a big old man?"
Zhao Tiezhu glanced at Sugra helplessly, and Sugra quickly looked to the sky.
"Let's go, Sugra, you come too. I'll take you to meet a master after we finish. We'll have dinner together in the evening. After dinner, I'll call my dad out and you can talk about your affairs."
Wen Ting said.
Sugra quickly looked at Wen Ting with a smile on his face and said, "Let's go, let me tell you, Tie Zhu is a master at playing with daggers. You two should play more, and you will definitely have a great time." ,"
"Fuck me, just sell me like this,"
Zhao Tiezhu glared at Sugra.
Sugra winked at Zhao Tiezhu for a while.
"For the sake of brother, Tiezhu, I will trouble you to sacrifice yourself."
Zhao Tiezhu had no choice but to be pulled by Wen Ting towards a two-story building nearby.
Wen Ting didn't seem to have the concept of intimacy between men and women. She took Zhao Tiezhu directly to the second floor, and then opened the iron door. A large room of about one hundred square meters was paved with wooden floors and surrounded by There are mirrors and shelves one after another. There are all kinds of cold weapons on the shelves, including swords, guns, clubs, and horses.
"I'll go, so professional,"
Zhao Tiezhu looked around in surprise.
"This is my practice room,"
Wen Ting walked to the shelf and said, "What kind of dagger are you good at, or a long weapon, sword, or gun?"
Zhao Tiezhu thought in a habitual and vulgar way, I am used to using sticks, but when he thought about this guy, he probably couldn't bear to tease him, so Zhao Tiezhu gave up his thoughts and said, "Any dagger is fine,"
Snapped.
A Nepali saber flew toward Zhao Tiezhu.
Zhao Tiezhu raised his hand and grabbed the handle of the knife directly.