As we all know, Zhou Li's men are full of talents. Those who are proficient in business, those who are proficient in the art of war, and those who are proficient in making large-caliber firearms. It can be said that they are all good at all kinds of martial arts and have their own unique skills.
Of course, if there is a unique skill, there must be a bad job. Just like Lin Zi is sometimes too childish, Ivy has Zhou Li's same hobby of seeking death but does not have Zhou Li's strength, and Don Quixote is too one-minded, Torea also has her shortcomings.
In other words, the advantages taken to the extreme are disadvantages.
Treya is too straightforward.
Yes, it's too straightforward. If the language process of normal people is "Think of something - enter the brain - delete, delete and subtract - process and beautify - speak out", then Torea's language process is the same.
speak out.
Speak directly, without any hesitation. She either doesn't say anything, or she doesn't change it at all, she just says whatever is in her mind. Magnum III ordered in front of her that year a 15% reduction in taxes in a region, but prohibited farmers in the region from using crop tax credits. After analyzing the data, Torrea calmly said to Magnum:
"Actually, if you want to kill the local farmers, you can let me go. It will be more convenient than this."
This sentence almost frightened the guards next to them and pulled out their swords. If Magnum III hadn't stopped the guards and explained to Torea that there were only sixteen households of farmers in the area, and the total of sixteen households of farmers in the area would be better than the next one. This bloodshed in the palace was prevented until the city still had money.
Bleed means escort, make no mistake.
Of course, everyone knew that Torea did not mean any harm in saying these words. In other words, she rarely has the concept of malice. But Torea's words were not nice and straightforward, and she knew it. Therefore, she seldom speaks and expresses her opinions, just to avoid torturing others with words.
But now, the famously mute Torea actually said such philosophical words. This very uncharacteristic behavior attracted everyone's attention, and they just looked at her without saying a word for a long time.
Am I being isolated?
Torea was at a loss. She put the book aside, shook her hand, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Ah, it's okay."
"No, it's okay."
"Hey, I was stunned for a moment."
Only then did everyone realize that it was impolite to stare at others like this, and they laughed and agreed not to mention it again. But they were still curious. Since the fight with Don Quixote, Torea seemed to have undergone some strange changes.
For example, she started not hiding her love for sweets.
Looking at Torea who put down the book and took away a small piece of cake, eating the cake steadily and deftly without leaving any trace, Eluma gently pinched her smooth chin with her fingers, a smile flashed in her eyes.
Among these people, the one who likes sweets the most, except Eluma, is not the girls sitting in Don Quixote's room, but the empty nester Zhou Li in the living room. Zhou Li's sweetness is actually no less than Eluma's, but his sweetness is a broad one, and he accepts all kinds of sweetness. Eluma, on the other hand, is more feminine and likes cute and delicate desserts.
After observing these days, Eluma discovered that Torea seemed to be the existence between her and Zhou Li. She likes sweets and simple sugar, but she doesn't have any extreme preferences. Since discovering this, Eluma will put a lot more sugar in the coffee for Torea, second only to Zhou Li's sugar. …
Then, Eluma would secretly hide aside and admire the cute way Torea narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips while drinking coffee.
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"Are you a pervert?"
Looking at Hathaway who put in two spoonfuls of coffee beans without even a spoonful of sugar, Zhou Li asked with a twisted face: "Are you planning to summon the ancient god?"
"well?"
Hathaway was stunned for a moment, took a suspicious sip of the bitter coffee, and then asked with a normal face: "What's wrong?"
"Don't you put sugar in it?"
Zhou Li pointed to the sugar on the side and asked in surprise: "Not at all?"
"Why do you drink coffee with sugar?"
Regarding Zhou Li's somewhat neurotic behavior, Hathaway frowned and asked in confusion: "Wouldn't it be better for you to just drink milk tea?"
Zhou Li didn't say anything. He just made himself a cup of coffee that was very rough compared to Eluma's. Then he took the sugar box next to Hathaway's shocked eyes and put down the spoon.
He grabbed the box and poured half of the sugar into the coffee cup.
"Is this sugar water?!"
Hathaway exclaimed, "Wouldn't it be better if you just soak the sugar in water? Is there any coffee content in your sugar water?!"
In an instant, there was a debate between the coffee-sugar party and the pure coffee party. At the end, Zhou Li directly chose to bully the small, and used the sofa cushion to press Hathaway down without grace, holding his cup of white sugar. The coffee water is ready to be poured into Hathaway.
"Mr. Zhou Li, what are you doing?"
Ain, who came out to get a drink, saw this scene, and his face suddenly became very exciting, "You won't... please don't."
"I have to let you, a coffee fundamentalist, see the gold content of sugar water today!"
Zhou Li didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and was ready to let Hathaway experience for herself how delicious this cup of sugary water with extremely high sugar content was. Naturally, Hathaway was not happy at all. She struggled and called for help. Ain sighed and walked to the sofa...
Picked up the coffee beans.
"I took it."
She shook her head at Zhou Li, then gave Hathaway an apologetic and helpless look, and then left the living room.
"If you can escape from my only brave Zhou Li, I will call you daddy!"
Zhou Li was extremely arrogant, while Hathaway kept calling Louis XVI, and finally watched in despair as the glass of sugar water moved closer to her mouth.
"Mr. Zhou Li, did you see my..."
Tia looked at this scene, her mouth wide open, dumbfounded.
A light flashed in Zhou Li's eyes. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then pulled Hathaway out from under the sofa cushion. He put the sugar water aside under her happy gaze, and then asked Tiya:
"What's wrong? What did you see?"
"Ah, I want to find my...wait a minute!"
Just as Tiya was about to answer, she suddenly remembered how outrageous the scene she saw was. She looked at Hathaway, who was sitting obediently on the sofa without saying a word, then looked at Zhou Li, and asked with some stumble. Said: "She is...she"
"introduce."
Zhou Li patted Hathaway on the shoulder with a bright smile, "This is the poor relative who came to seek refuge with Geralost, Anne Hathaway."
"ah?"…
Tia was a little confused. She looked at Hathaway and she looked familiar, but she just couldn't remember where she had seen her. But Zhou Li's behavior just now showed that the relationship between the two was still very close, at least they could joke (mainly because Hathaway couldn't beat him), and Tiya felt very confused for a moment.
Then, she accepted this setting.
If it were Evan or someone like Herinen who was full of caution, he would definitely investigate. But Tia is different. She has more brains than Don Quixote and limited royal etiquette, which means she has a bigger heart, so she quickly accepted this setting.
"Hello, Ms. Hathaway, my name is Tiya, and I am a friend of Mr. Zhou Li."
Tiya performed a standard Huang Jialiyi, and as the daughter of Tariq and the adopted daughter of the Louis family, Hathaway naturally knows nothing. She nodded stiffly, looking at this violent woman who almost killed her head with a sword before, and gave an extremely stiff smile;
"Hello, my name is Hathaway."
Tia didn't notice Hathaway's weirdness. She smiled, and then found her key at the door. After saying hello to Zhou Li, she returned to the room and continued the girls' tea party.
"You just forced me to drink this... was it to make this woman accept my existence?"
After a moment of silence, Hathaway looked at Zhou Li and asked softly: "She has accepted this excuse, right?"
"almost."
Zhou Li picked up his coffee cup, took a sip of sweet water and replied: "Let Tiya accept you first, and then slowly appear in the eyes of the world. This will make your identity easier to accept."
"Understood."
Hathaway felt a little lost for some reason. She glanced at the sweet water, then took a sip of her beloved bitter coffee and stuck out her tongue.
"Just look at it and I'll tell you that your coffee is just a piece of cake!"
Zhou Li suddenly became excited, and a spoonful of sugar flew into Hathaway's cup as she watched in shock. Then Zhou Li laughed several times and said with great satisfaction: "Let me tell you, I can't waste food here. You must finish it for me, otherwise I will ask Eluma to hang you up and beat you. Do you understand?" ?”
Zhou Li stood up, patted his butt and left, leaving Hathaway alone and messy as she stared blankly at the cup.
After a while, Hathaway came to her senses. She looked at the sugar gradually melting in the cup, feeling a little noisy.
She likes to drink bitter coffee because she needed to drink this bitter coffee to stay warm and maintain her mental state while hiding in a dark alley. Over time, it became a habit.
And now...
Hathaway hesitantly took a sip of the bitter coffee that had melted the sugar, and slowly tasted it with her tongue. After a moment, she narrowed her eyes, and a smile belonging to her age appeared on her delicate and lovely cheeks.
It's quite sweet.
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The second day.
"To be honest..."
Zhou Li looked at the sweet and sour chicken on his plate, and then at the exquisite strawberry cake on Torea's plate, and asked Eluma with a pained face: "Isn't our breakfast coverage a bit magical?"
Eluma, who was struggling with the Texas braised chicken on the plate, raised her head, looked at it, tilted her head and asked in confusion: "It's okay, it's all breakfast, but maybe it's a little special."…
After pricking the fried oilworms with a fork, Ivey looked at the salad curry cream soup on his sister's spoon and nodded empathetically: "I think it's okay."
Hathaway, who was eating standard bread and bacon, raised her head and looked at this extremely abnormal family. She silently took a piece of charcoal-grilled gentian and chose to blend in.
"Is there a game today?"
After eating the exotic fried oilworms, Ivey put down his knife and fork and asked curiously: "I remember that the competitions are consecutive recently. I don't think you are in a hurry."
"I beat Fanters."
After Zhou Li divided the sweet and sour chicken and ate it, he said, "Today there are two games that are relevant to us. In the morning it's me and Fantes, and in the evening it's Don Quixote versus Xing Daorong."
"Xing Daorong?!"
Due to Zhou Li's extensive popularization, even Herinen now knows that there is such a martial arts genius Xing Daorong in this competition, and Ivey and the others naturally know it too. Ivey put down his knife and fork and said in surprise: "He actually made it this far?!"
"Last time, his opponent broke his foot the day before the game. Various police investigations concluded that he simply drank too much and wanted to perform a show for the people in the pub by flying downstairs. As a result, the place was repaired during this period. For the pipeline, a twelve-meter pit was dug. Unless this kid is brilliant, his brains will fly to the sky."
After hearing Zhou Li's explanation, everyone immediately lamented that Xing Daorong's luck was so miraculous. From the beginning of the preliminary round, this Xing Daorong has achieved the miraculous operation of "being defeated every time but advancing every time". Of course, everyone knows that Xing Daorong's luck is over this time.
As a guardian knight, Don Quixote's greatest characteristic is his strong vitality. If it was Don Quixote who flew downstairs, it was the pipe that was unlucky at that time.
"Xing Daorong's good calculation is over."
Ivey shook his head and sighed: "How do you think Don Quixote will deal with this person?"
"Don Quixote is not Zhou Li, so what can I do?"
Ain patted Ivey's hand and said angrily: "Next time after eating oilworms, wash your hands. Do you understand?"
"clear."
Ivey immediately apologized.
"Fight normally."
Don Quixote put down his knife and fork and said calmly: "He is also a warrior and deserves respect."
"really."
Zhou Li nodded and agreed: "If I meet him, I will definitely give him a good end."
"Do you mean sticking it to the floor with an unknown colloid or punching a pink cat into a dog?"
Aiwei asked with a smile, and then Zhou Li stuffed a capsule into his mouth with a look of horror on his face.
"what is this?!"
Ivey's eyes widened with anger and he asked, "What did you feed me?"
"The medicine I'm researching recently is Veritaserum capsules."
Zhou Li did not answer Ai Wei, but said to A Yin: "It is easier to absorb than Veritaserum, does no harm to the human body, and the effect is obvious."
"clear."
Ain suddenly understood, bowed lightly to Zhou Li, and then returned to the room with Aiwei who looked frightened. Suddenly, the restaurant was filled with happy air.
"By the way, Zhou Li, what about your competition?"
At this time, Lin Zi discovered something suspicious, "Why don't you go to the competition?"
"Do you want to see me beaten into a dog by Fanters?"
Zhou Li smiled coldly, revealing Lin Zi's little thoughts. Then, he saw everyone's eyes dodge, even Torea's.
"Hey, hey, you guys are going a little too far."
Zhou Li suddenly became anxious, but he quickly calmed down, smiled disdainfully and said confidently: "Ten thousand."
"What ten thousand?"
"Ten thousand gold coins."
Zhou Li raised a finger and said calmly: "I gave Gerost 10,000 gold coins to make Fanters withdraw from the competition."
Oh, as expected of you.
