The Trainer's Way of Fighting

Chapter 287

Chapter 287

The cold wind gradually blew, and when it passed by the doors and windows, it sang a gentle whimper.The wind chimes hanging outside the porch jingle non-stop, reminding the owner who is about to go out, remember to add an extra coat today.

Autumn in Miare leaves without hesitation, and winter comes helplessly. People on this dividing line often can only sneeze at a loss.

Even on such a Wednesday morning, I always wear short-sleeved clothes and emphasize the need to practice martial arts in winter, but I have to put on a robe and cotton shoes to get the newspaper of the day.

The mailboxes of all the houses in the residential area are uniformly set up outside the yard, so that postmen who pass by in the morning can ride bicycles and stuff all newspapers and letters into the mailboxes one by one on the side of the road.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Wu De fell into a state of petrification.

Outside the short fence gate in the yard, wearing two dark circles under his eyes, accompanied by a boy of Zoroark who was clasping his hands, and said hello with a smile: "Master, good morning."

In order to prevent accidents, Cheng Che asked Qiao Kui to borrow Zoroark last night to lead the way this morning, so that the two girls who had been tired all night yesterday could rest well, and they didn't have to follow him to block the door after a long walk.

Because he was taken to the police station for registration and questioning last night, and came back early this morning, Cheng Che only slept for nearly 4 hours.

At this moment, the dark circles under the eyes can no longer be distinguished from lack of sleep, or the result of being punished by Wu Delue yesterday.

Wu De bit his lip, and asked with difficulty: "How did you find this place?"

"It brought me here," Cheng Che said with a smile, "Zoroak turned into a little Lada."

Zoroark, who had been instructed by Qiao Kui a long time ago, nodded, and there was a change of light and shadow, a thin, ordinary little Lada appeared outside the fence, and then changed back to its original appearance.

"That's it," Cheng Che introduced again: "Its trainer, Qiao Kui, is actually a prosecutor, so he still has some experience in tracking this kind of thing."

Cheng Che asked in telepathy again: "Do you want to go back to the poke ball?" '

'No, I ran so far early in the morning, hurry up and get me something to eat. Zoroark despised Cheng Che's behavior. He really wasn't his own trainer, and he didn't feel sorry for himself at all.

'……Oh. '

Sure enough, every kind of trainer has a kind of elf, they just know how to eat and eat, don't you see me pretending to be aggressive here?At this time, you can cooperate with the elves to show that I have trained well.

Wu De suddenly realized, who usually pays attention to the non-aggressive little Lada that haunts the streets.

He gritted his teeth and sarcastically said, "I'm not mistaken about you, your kid is indeed a talent who eats soft food."

"Master, this is called more help for those who have attained the Tao," Cheng Che raised his eyebrows, "Mutual help between elves among trainers is a basic operation."

"That……"

Just as Wu De was about to fight back, a woman with a maroon shawl and ponytail, a purple sweater, and a long white apron leaned out half of her body from behind the door, "Wu De, how long did it take to get the newspaper? You didn't even close the door , the cold wind is blowing in."

The woman is about 25 or [-], which is a wonderful age. She has not lost the youthful and childishness of a girl, but also has a little bit of the gentleness of a mature woman. She seems to be from the Kanto area, and her beautiful face reveals confusion and incomprehension .

The scene fell silent for a while, the woman was confused by the stranger who suddenly appeared outside, Wu De was troubled by being exposed, and Cheng Che was completely—so you are such a master, old age eats tender grass, 666!

Cheng Che took the lead and retorted: "Master, are you still ashamed to talk about me?"

"I'm not like you, I'm on two boats, and I still eat soft food." Wu De retorted unceremoniously.

"Stop arguing!" The woman stretched out a shovel from the door and waved it up and down, "Hurry up and grab the newspaper and come in for breakfast, and that disciple and grandson, right? Come in together."

Outside the fence gate, Cheng Che and Zoroak nodded together.

……

"Thank you," Cheng Che, who was sitting at the dining table, took a plate of baked bread from the woman and thought about addressing him, "Thank you, grandma?"

"Just call me Nan Aina," the woman politely handed Zoroak a copy, "You will call me old if you call me that."

"Oh oh, sorry."

This is already the second copy.

When Nan Ainai went to the kitchen again, Wu De waved his hand in disgust, "Eat less, are you two idiots? How can you eat so much?"

"Wu De, don't say that about the guests!" Immediately there was a scolding sound from the kitchen.

"Hehe." Cheng Che sneered without respect, and took a bite of a piece of bread, "So, master, tell me, what's going on, you won't participate in the P1 Champions Cup, and you won't contact us."

Wu De took a sip of his coffee, but he didn't know where to start. He really wanted to release Cheng Che's pigeons today, anyway, after confirming that nothing happened to this grandson, it's fine.

Cheng Che swallowed the bread, stared at Wu De with burning eyes, picked up the coffee from the table, took a big gulp, and waited for the other party to explain.

"Ala," Nan Ainai came out with a freshly brewed coffee pot, and asked in surprise, "Wu De, didn't you tell them?"

Hearing Nan Ainai's questioning, the burly and powerful Wu De lowered his head, stared at the coffee cup in his hand in a daze, showing the ashamed expression of a child who was found stealing.

Nan Ainai warned Wu De with his eyes, put the tray on the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said seriously to Cheng Che: "I was the one who prevented him from participating in the P1 Champions Cup."

Cheng Che, who had already guessed, nodded.

Nan Ainai lowered her head, her eyes became gentle, and she stroked her belly hidden behind the apron, "Because I'm pregnant, I want Wu De to be by my side, and I don't want him to participate in any It's a risky game, just live a normal life like this."

"puff……"

Surprised, Cheng Che couldn't hold back and sprayed a mouthful of coffee onto the plate, and frantically found a paper towel to wipe off the splashed coffee froth.

"That's it, that's it." Wu De held Nan Aina's left hand on the table, his eyes were gentle, "I really don't know how to tell Nobuhiko, how to tell you. It's as if I have become a deserter."

"Wu De, you are not considered a deserter." Nan Ainai held Wu De's right hand tightly with both hands, "You were just captured by me."

It was the first time that Cheng Che had been stuffed with dog food like this in front of his face, leaned back on the chair back, and reluctantly accepted Wu De's reason for not participating in the P1 Champions Cup.

Gentle township, Hero Tomb.Fortunately, if she was pregnant, Wu De would have gone to the competition, otherwise she would have gone out to the competition with such a big FLAG on her back. The danger is really hard to say under the attack of the law of causality.

(End of this chapter)