The Trainer's Way of Fighting

Chapter 256
In Miare City on Thursday, it was raining lightly, which is not annoying.Although it was sparse and non-stop, it didn't seem to matter even if you didn't hold an umbrella. Many pedestrians on the road wore jazz hats and wrapped their coats tightly and hurried on their way.

Cheng Che, holding a large umbrella, is sitting and resting on the steps in the middle of the 324-meter-high Prism Tower, with Zhan Wulang and Lizhuang Chicken holding two small umbrellas beside him.

But the bastard Wrestling Eagle climbed the stairs to a position of more than 80 meters and threw the umbrella away, indicating that he was too tired to climb the stairs, and he flew up to wait for them first.For it, flying is much easier than walking, let alone climbing stairs.

Among the remaining one and two elves who continue to climb, the strong chicken is the first to be exhausted, and the acceleration characteristics are not helpful for long-distance climbing stairs, so they have to sit down and rest together.

The mobile phone pops up a message prompt tone.

Lingbai (Cheria): Tomorrow's knight battle, do you need to practice on the training ground?
Climbing the prism tower is considered training, right?Cheng Che shook his head with a smile, and replied: No, I plan to be a tourist for a day, looking around Miare City.

Celia: Art museum?
Cheng Che: No, cloud.

Chelia, who was wearing a dress-like pajamas, leaned on the recliner in the bedroom, frowned, and threw her mobile phone on the bed not far away. A ribbon was tied around her waist. Her slender legs were naked, under the light Bright as white porcelain.

Averting her eyes from the hanger pushed out by the maid, on the hanger were the midi skirts and knitted sweaters she had just chosen, and Chelia’s voice was full of annoyance, "Little bastard, Janet, put the clothes back, Get me a training suit."

No message yet?Cheng Che breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and looked up.

Because of the light rain and poor visibility, the whole city looks through a hazy layer of frosted glass, and the skyscrapers in the distance are looming, like giants walking on the earth in mythology.

In the middle of the air, Cheng Che discovered that, unlike Golden City, the city center of Miare City is dominated by low-rise buildings. Churches with domed towers, grand and magnificent Arc de Triomphe, and exquisite and gorgeous opera houses are like a series of buildings. Building block toys within reach.

The slight dizziness caused by the high altitude view made Cheng Che make up his mind and dialed Qiao Kui's number.

"Hi. You still know how to call me."

"Well, I'm on step 416 of the Prism Tower. Thought I'd have to call you."

Bang Dang—there was the sound of a chair falling over the phone, and Qiao Kui's voice suddenly became hurried, "What happened? Don't overthink it!"

"Why can't you think about it?" Cheng Che couldn't laugh or cry: "It's just that we just climbed halfway through the tower, and the strong chicken couldn't move anymore, so we stopped here to rest."

"What about the number of steps?"

"I'm talking nonsense."

"Cheng! Che!" Qiao Kui lowered her voice in the office and gritted her teeth, "Is it fun?"

"Well, being able to call you," Cheng Che involuntarily lowered his voice, "is a very happy thing."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.Apart from Cheng Che and his elf, there was no one else on the side of the Prism Tower. The hustle and bustle of the city turned into a faint white noise, only the sound of fine rain and shy wind drifting past.

After waiting for a while, Cheng Che asked softly, "Hello, are you still there?"

"Well," Qiao Kui looked around, the teachers were busy with their own work, and no one noticed her.She quietly took out a towel from a drawer and stuck it to her face.

"When I looked down from the prism tower, I thought of you," Cheng Che couldn't help chuckling, "If you come to Miare with you, you must not dare to climb up. This scenic spot should be recognized by you." blocked."

"Huh," Qiao Kui said coquettishly, making Cheng Che seem to smell the intoxicating fragrance of coffee permeating the air in Miare, "I will definitely go, and then I will let you go up alone, and I will watch you climb the prism with Pikachu on your back Tower. Let Pikachu shock you if you stop."

"So cruel!"

"Taking pictures shows me what Miare looks like."

Cheng Che cut out the camera and casually took pictures of the misty late autumn in Miare, as if he was taking a picture of a girl taking a lazy afternoon nap.

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"The photography skills are terrible," Qiao Kui taunted mercilessly, "What did you want to say when you called me?"

Qiao Kui dragged the topic back to the original opening.

"That," Cheng Che said hesitantly as he stood up and took a breath of the humid air at high altitude, "I can't come back to participate in the competition this Saturday."

"It's okay, it's just a regional competition," Qiao Kui persuaded softly, "You still can't find your ancestor Wude? If you don't come back, do you have any new plans?"

"Well, Celia helped me contact a knight battle on Friday night, as well as the newspaper office. I wanted to increase my popularity so that people who might know the martial arts master can contact me. More Carlos people can help me."

Qiao Kui's voice suddenly raised: "Who is Chelia?"

"A knight of the local elf center in Miare."

"Is that so?" Qiao Kui's voice lacked emotion: "It sounds like a woman's name. Does it look good?"

Cheng Che was keenly aware that something was wrong, and the word 'danger' seemed to appear suddenly on his forehead.

If it looks good at this time, then you don't have to go back to Jinhuang City, just stay and ask Chelia if she still wants to recruit a son-in-law.If the answer doesn't look good, then if Qiao Kui sees Chelia's photos, videos, etc., she will doubt that she lied to her again, and there may be a storm.

"Her." Time was running out, and there was no time to think about it. The cold wind at an altitude of more than 100 meters helped Cheng Che calm down quickly, "It's the kind of beauty that I can't appreciate. There is a big difference in aesthetics."

"That's it, cultural differences, it's quite normal," Qiao Kui replied happily, and secretly decided to go back to his colleagues in the intelligence department to ask for information from Carlos.

"Nazie, there, can you tell me something," Cheng Che said softly.

"Why don't you tell me yourself?"

Can't hear Qiao Kui's mood.

It's hard to look back on the past, and the threat from Nazi on Monday is still vivid in my memory.Cheng Che said helplessly, "A little bit, I'm afraid of her."

"Then why aren't you afraid of me?"

Of course Cheng Che didn't dare to tell the real reason, because he felt that Qiao Kui was older and still working, so he was sensible and easy to speak.

"Because you are gentle."

"Hmph, that's fine," Qiao Kui pouted, "Then I'll help you convey it as hard as I can."

"Is there any gift you want for me to bring you?"

"You have to choose your own gift to be sincere, let me choose what."

Cheng Che and Qiao Kui, who didn't know how to bring a gift to a girl at all, struggled for a long time, and finally let her choose a new handbag that can only be bought in Carlos as a souvenir to bring back to the Kanto Alliance.

"Hey, boss, hurry up and continue climbing, I'm back again," Wrestling Eagle urged outside the tower, flapping his wings.

"Oh," Cheng Che hung up the phone, as if the bondage in his heart had disappeared, he briskly rushed towards the top of the tower.

(End of this chapter)