"Aldrich!"

Johnny exclaimed in surprise when he looked at Aldridge who was smiling in front of the door.

"Is your business done? I was worried about you yesterday."

Johnny walked up quickly and said quickly while pulling Aldridge into the house.

Aldridge followed Johnny's strength and walked forward, saying, "I'm done, I just happened to talk to you, no, I'll rant with you."

The word 'Tucao' is transliterated from Chinese by Wagner's Empire. Because of the different pronunciation of the two, it sounds weird and awkward, but Aldrich is enjoying himself and wants to share it with Johnny. This is something he can't give up. connection with past lives.

"Tucao? Why have I never heard this word?" Johnny learned it awkwardly, his tongue was knotted, and he really didn't understand what the word meant.

"I don't know how to explain it to you. You can understand that I have many different views on this matter."

"Okay, rant." Johnny learned it again, this time with a lot of resemblance.

Johnny was taking care of the Bayman mouse just now, so he took Aldridge straight to the attic at the top and let Aldrich sit as he pleased while feeding the Bayman mouse himself.

Aldridge took a casual look and found that Johnny was feeding him white bread.

The same as what I ate for lunch today... Aldridge just wanted to sell hemp skins.

After Johnny had finished feeding his Kiki, Aldridge started talking to him about what happened yesterday, but he didn't mention the whereabouts of the Black Mamba. benefit.

With Johnny's character, if he knew that he had a black mamba in his hand, he would probably take Aldridge home to visit immediately. Aldridge could guarantee that the black mamba would not be as easy to bully as the Bayman rat.

So the focus of the conversation was all on the church's side. Aldridge finally found the person who complained, and it was very refreshing.

"This is too dangerous!"

After listening, Johnny said with a frown. He had been talking with his face sideways, and his brows were furrowed.

Aldridge said helplessly, "It's very dangerous."

"I just said that I don't like the Church of the Mother Earth, they will never be reliable." Johnny was obviously very unhappy, "Claude still insists on joining them, even before you..."

Halfway through, Johnny closed his mouth.

Of course Aldridge knew what he wanted to say, and said casually, "I'm not going to be anymore."

Johnny glanced at him with his eyes, turned to the side, moved his lips but said nothing. He always quarrelled with Claude over this issue, and he didn't want to talk too much about it with his good friends.

"By the way, which fighting gym did you learn fighting skills in before?" Aldridge asked.

"Alva Fighting Hall, what's wrong?"

Aldridge pointed to the right chest that was pierced through, and said, "I have to learn some self-protection skills."

"That's right." Johnny agreed.

Aldridge and Johnny talked a lot again. Johnny even wanted to show off fighting skills with Aldridge, but he refused to laugh or cry. This is not pure abuse.

At around four in the afternoon, Aldridge said goodbye to Johnny and came to No. 3, Kento Street, Rolle District, where the Alva Fighting Hall was located.

This is obviously an old building, occupying a large area. The plain gray stone walls on the exterior look very old, and there is deep yellow corrosion between the stones, which is an inevitable phenomenon in the steam age.

Of course, fighting gyms that have gone through time like this are the most sought after - having history means having more real materials.

Johnny gave him a brief introduction. The Alba Fighting Hall has a history of more than 40 years, which is about the same time as the founding of the Wagner Empire. Rhea couldn't hold on for three rounds.

After hearing this, Aldridge smacked his tongue secretly. At this level, he probably wouldn't be able to last a round.

He was just about to push open the door of the fighting gym, but the door suddenly opened, and a tall figure hurriedly walked out of it. Aldridge hurriedly took two steps back and almost collided.

Aldridge looked closely, but it was a girl.

He subconsciously observed and found that her dress was different from the dresses of ordinary girls. It was a dark red and heroic dress, with breeches on her lower body, leather boots wrapped around her calves on her feet, and slung around her waist. A simple long sword.

What caught Aldridge's attention even more was herself:

She is about twenty-one or two years old, with a very delicate face, blue eyes, long eyelashes, rosy lips, and long pale blonde hair that is not fiddled with complicated hairstyles, but a neat high ponytail. Her first impression of Aldridge was not elegant beauty, but a 'fresh' beauty.

"Excuse me."

She controlled her body as she walked forward with a flat expression, and took the initiative to speak. Her voice was not as beautiful as a lark, but a calm female voice.

Aldrich looked directly into her generous eyes, nodded slightly, and replied, "It's okay."

Then he turned sideways and made way for the road in front of the door.

She simply nodded her head to express her gratitude, and then walked past Aldridge, the wind carrying her scent penetrated into Aldrich's nostrils.

It's the smell of herbs.

injured? Aldrich looked at her back and thought, and finally shook his head and walked towards the door.

While walking inside, I don't know why I regret it.

What he didn't see was that the girl turned her head behind him and glanced at him with a slight frown.

"Why did he come here?"

She whispered to herself, as if she knew Aldridge.

On the other hand, Aldrich was taken aback when he walked into the door. Unlike the receptionist he imagined, it was an empty large room. It looked like it was basically the entire first floor of the building, only the innermost one. The location also has a few rooms with closed doors.

This space is roughly divided into two areas. The area on the left is filled with various props, most of which are made of stone and black iron. Visually, it should be all kinds of 'fitness' equipment, and the area on the left is made of wood. The area on the right separated by the fence is an open space with wood floors, and there is a middle-aged strong man and two young men standing there.

That middle-aged strong man was really strong, the coarse clothes he was wearing were held tightly by his strong muscles, UU reading www. uukanshu. Even the trousers on the thighs were squeezed tightly by the thick thigh muscles. Aldrich felt a sense of restraint just by looking at it, and he wondered if this strong man was comfortable.

Aldrich's attention was paid to the same golden hair on the middle-aged strong man's head, and he thought of the girl who just walked out.

After thinking about it, Aldridge didn't walk over recklessly, and decided to stand not far from the gate to see the situation.

"I don't teach."

The middle-aged strong man stood there holding his chest, looking a little impatient. His voice was so rough that Aldridge could still hear it from a distance.

"Mr. Alva, I really want to learn martial arts!"

One of the young men said with a wry smile, his expression was serious, but no matter how Aldridge looked at him, he felt that he was a bit 'oily and powdery', either his appearance was very obvious, or it was a feeling of temperament.

Another young man also helped: "Yes, Mr. Alva, we will pay the fee first."

"I don't teach."

The middle-aged strong man said this again, his serious face seemed even more impatient.

The two young men didn't know what to say, they looked at each other, and finally walked towards the door with a stern expression, pushing it away without even looking at Aldridge.

He faintly heard some unpleasant words spit out in a low voice from the two of them, no doubt they were swear words from the Wagner Empire.

Aldridge noticed that the material of their clothes was very good, they should be children of rich families, but I don't know if they were nobles.

It turns out that the teaching here is not just for money... Aldridge realized this at this time, he was led astray by the model of the previous life.

"you!"

The middle-aged man yelled at Aldridge.

Aldridge looked over, the middle-aged man was hooking at him, motioning him to go over.