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Tony's doubts were hidden in his heart, Fujiya hesitated for a long time, but agreed.

It is said that she is taking care of Zhou Qin every day, but in fact, she only needs to change her dressing three times a day. Apart from visiting the ancient streets every day, she stays in the thatched cottage. After the initial fun faded, she was too bored.

The old woodcutter still didn't wake up, he was in a coma without a sound, his thin face became even more emaciated after this ordeal, looking extremely haggard.

But for the sake of Zhou Qin's safety - Xiao Weasel can't come to the world behind the door every day, if she leaves every day, no one will look at Zhou Qin.In case of any danger, there is not even a single person who can fight.

Fujiya was worried about letting them stay in this thatched cottage, so she went to Mr. Zhan nervously, wondering if she could let Zhou Qin and the old woodcutter live in Kaifeng temporarily during her absence. House.

"Temporarily living in the Kaifeng mansion?" Zhan Zhao looked surprised, but soon became calm and clear. He agreed, "It's Zhan's negligence. Miss Teng is right. Zhou Qin and the old woodcutter together Injured and comatose, when the case has not been clarified, it is really inappropriate for them to live outside alone."

Without waiting for Fujiya to speak again, Zhan Zhao shook his head, and gently dismissed Fujiya's opinion just now: "There is no need for money, since the Kaifeng government has taken over this case, it is duty-bound to protect their safety. Arrange them to live in the back street of Kaifeng Mansion. Master Bao, Mr. Gongsun and everyone in the government office live there, it is the safest place."

"Thank you very much. I really have to leave because I have something to do. I will rush back when I change the dressing every day." Fujiya apologized.

Zhan Zhao's eyes turned to Xiao Weasel who was standing quietly next to him. The little boy stood obediently, and there was no doubt on his little face.Zhan Zhao withdrew his gaze, and didn't ask what he was busy with every day, but he just happened to be able to come back when the dressing was changed.

"Let's go." After asking this matter, Fujiya was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and left holding Xiao Weasel's hand.

A thought flashed in my mind, and the two of them had already returned to the corridor.The blond man in a light brown denim jacket was already waiting there, and Steve greeted with a slight smile in his blue eyes: "I thought you would be busy until the evening."

"Sorry—" Fujiya thought he was teasing them for being slow, and her face turned red.

"Let's go, Dagu wants to train with you. It's my first time being an instructor." Steve shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind. After speaking in a joking tone, he took the lead in pushing away the fairy tale world. Open the door and step in.

The exit is still in the Mor Forest.

It's just that the tree people here have moved to the distance in a reasonable way, making a space.It happened that this place was not far from the cabin where the little girl Aurora used to live, and it became a temporary base for several of them—the Great Elf Maleficent generously agreed.

Now the open space has been tidied up, and there are a few round giant logs piled up on all sides. The ground on the ground has been stepped on evenly, and it looks like a basic martial arts arena.Steve brought a lot of sandbags from the real world, piled up the extra ones, picked a row from big to small and hung them on the branches of a big tree.

The climate here has always been as warm as spring. Tony Stark only wore a sleeveless T-shirt with a pair of overalls underneath, exposing the strong muscles on both sides of his arms. He sat on a log and ate snacks.There were five or six bags of snacks scattered around him.

Seeing the newcomers, he raised his hand and waved to the weasel: "Come and sit."

——The rich man with a mustache looks like he doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

Little Weasel didn't have any tasks, so he walked over obediently. Just as he sat down beside Tony, he was also stuffed with a bag of potato chips, a box of cream cakes, a cup of chocolate beans and Tony's favorite dried blueberries.He held the snack and raised his face suspiciously.

"Eat, eat more while you still can." Tony stroked Weasel's head lightly, and there was an inexplicable trace of pain in his caramel-colored eyes.

——Don't look at how much he eats now, he doesn't care about his mouth, and when he exercises later, he will have to pay for it.How much you eat, how much you exercise.Jia's Tony almost didn't cry, but that hard-hearted elf, Maleficent, wouldn't soften his heart at all.

"Mr. Rogers." Dagu stood far away under the tree with a row of sandbags hanging on it, and walked over here quickly when he saw this.

"Teng Ya, you can try the row of sandbags first, test your strength, and make your own judgment first. After the test, you can sit on the side and watch how we fight." Steve suggested.

"Okay." Fujiya obediently, stepped over the crossbars piled up on the edge of the open space and came to the row of sandbags.

A total of six sandbags are hung on this horizontal branch. It can be seen that Steve carefully prepared them. Each sandbag has a different load-bearing capacity. The fabric of the last two sandbags and the lanyards hanging on them are thick and specially made. of.

Fujiya tried to punch the first sandbag on the left.

This sandbag is probably a normal sandbag, which is heavily filled with sand. With the strength of a normal woman's hand, the sandbag may shake at most.When Fujiya punched down, she didn't feel that the sandbag was heavy, but felt that the resistance was light.

Surprised, she punched again with all her strength, and this time the sandbag shook violently back and forth, almost 180 degrees.

"Not bad! Little tree!" Tony, who was sitting on the crossbar not far away, had a chocolate bean in his mouth, looked at her and praised her inarticulately, "You are not in a standard boxing posture, if you find the right movement, You can also blow a sandbag with one punch."

"Yeah, yeah." The little weasel next to him quickly swallowed the cream cake stuffed in his mouth, his cheeks were puffed up, and he nodded.

Before he opened his mouth to agree, Tony was like a winter hamster, and eagerly fed a piece of hazelnut cake into Itachi's mouth, blocking what Itachi Uchiha was about to say, and Tony swore confidently. He snapped his fingers and looked down: "—Try this again, I think the strawberry and chocolate flavors are delicious."

"..."

The little weasel could only close his mouth again in pain and happiness, quietly holding the hazelnut cake and chewing hard.

After being praised, Fujiya was elated, and quickly went to try the second sandbag.

I don't know whether her physical fitness has been improved a lot by the corridor, or the difference between these sandbags is too small. Fujiya can't detect the difference, and she beats three sandbags with ease.

It wasn't until the fourth sandbag that she felt more resistance than before.Tengya took out a healing seed from her pocket and swallowed it to replenish her strength. After a rest, she regrouped and hit the sandbag with all her strength.

But this time, she really couldn't shake the sandbag 180 degrees like before, and the shaking this time was not strong.

Fujiya tried the fifth sandbag again.

——The fifth sandbag was already a special bag, and Fujiya only shook slightly when she punched it, and the resistance was so great that she wanted to shrink her neck.

She probably already knew it in her heart.

Recalling Steve's instructions just now, Fujiya rubbed her aching hands, quietly walked to the other side of Tony, and sat on the crossbar to watch the fight between Steve and Dagu.

Neither of them was wearing any armor, Steve was in a boxing stance, and Dako's style of fighting looked like nothing.The two fought without any scruples. Dagu's face was already bruised and purple, and Steve's coat was covered with dust.

"Learn to use your strength. You can't just think about a simple monster hitting you. You can hit him. Whoever beats him in the end will win." Steve threw Dagu to the ground with his backhand, and his mouth was still careful. Explaining, "It is necessary to judge where is the key point, where is the weak point of strength, and where it can be borrowed - such as your leg bend."

Dagu nodded seriously, and got up from the ground again. He noticed something, and lowered his head to touch his face, only to find that his nose was broken and bleeding out.

"Take a break first." Steve fumbled and found his own towel from his pocket—maybe only a person like him in the last century likes not to carry paper with him, but to bring his own towel.

Out of the corner of Steve's eyes, he also noticed Fujiya who was sitting over, and said, "It's her turn."

"Yeah." Dagu looked at it, and used Steve's handkerchief to cover his nose, and trotted to Tony's side. He found a stack of paper from the plastic bag he brought snacks, and then blocked the nosebleed.

Seeing the blond man standing upright on the field, Fujiya raised his hand to wave to her. There was still a smear of dirt on the side of his face, which should have been rubbed on the ground.But it made his face even more handsome.Fujiya became even more nervous, and walked to the court to stand in front of Steve.

"Hit me any way you want." Steve said softly, "If you're slow to react, I'm going to attack you."

Fujiya nodded nervously, raised her hand and suddenly felt unable to do so.

The Chinese girl stood stupidly, staring at him with her clear eyes without blinking. The distance between the two was so close that Steve could even see his figure in Fujia's nervous eyes. He opened his mouth, I wanted to remind Fujiya that I was going to attack, but suddenly, I couldn't speak:

"..."

That arm was as heavy as six sandbags.