Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke laughed: "Let's go, I've given you to me."

Misty froze for a moment, then immediately remembered that he was originally a police detective.

Seeing Luke had begun to walk outside, she hesitated, still got up, grabbed her shoulder bag and followed.

While walking, Luke sent a message to Selina on her mobile phone, explaining the story of Misty and asking her to take a taxi to the airport.

Selena just said OK and didn't move.

Moments later, Luke gave Misty the address, and the two drove out of the headquarters.

The two didn't go too far and parked in a slightly old building.

Luke took Misty and walked through the slightly dark corridor to the first floor into a fairly spacious hall.

Misty looked at the platform, punching bag, training equipment: "Let's investigate this case?"

Luke laughed, took off his coat, and threw it on the rest stool. "Isn't it the fastest way to get to know each other?"

Misty frowned. "Are you serious?"

Luke was moving, "Walter said, did you shut up that new guy?"

Misty looked a little displeased. "You're going to help him?"

Luke shook his head. "I want to say, well done."

Misty stunned: "Ha?"

Luke picked up the rope and quickly began to skip it. The breath came smoothly: "Is it ridiculous to colleague who has proved courage and strength, isn't it inevitable? He should be grateful that neither John nor I knew about it recently."

Misty's expression finally calmed down and he shook his head in silence for a moment: "I was too impulsive."

Luke laughed lightly: "But you dare to kill the monster with a coat rack. Without this temper, would you be able to do this?"

Misty exhaled.

It is customary for the police to hold a regiment. She injured her colleagues as soon as she was transferred, and was easily crowded out by the elderly.

Who knows, the "old man" Luke stood by her side.

Luke: "Okay, let's move around. Let's have a play."

Misty hesitated.

At this point, she didn't want to do it any more: "I think I understand what you mean, but it's okay than trying."

Luke stopped the skipping rope in his hand, threw it away, and walked to the sandbag next to him: "You're welcome, actually ... I'm not that weak."

Where the words fell, he took an uppercut and hit the sandbag.

The heavy sandbag swayed suddenly, almost parallel to the ground, and then dropped quickly.

Luke reached out and pressed, and the falling sandbag stopped again.

Misty's eyes were frozen: the power of this punch was not what ordinary people could hit.

While she was hesitating, another door opened and a man came in with a bag.

Seeing the two, he froze: "You ..."

Luke walked over with a smile and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Luke. I'm a friend of the boss here, and I just want to find a place to train with my friend today."

The man smiled politely, held out his empty hand, and the two of them shook hands: "Hello, just call me Steve."

Luke: "Rest assured, we are just playing and won't bother you. I think you shouldn't need that alone."

He tilted his head at the fist.

Steve nodded: "It's not really necessary, you are free."

Luke took two steps, beckoning to Misty, who was still unprepared for the event: "Well, Mrs. Steve is very nice, don't mind if we use the boxing ring here."

Steve couldn't help but glance at him again, shook his head with a smile, and went to the locker room to change clothes.

Although someone's acquaintance is slightly overdone, Steve is used to this treatment.

Besides, Luke looked very pleasing to the eye, where he might care about a small child.

But why is this young man a little familiar? Steve thought about it, but couldn't remember the source of this familiarity, so he didn't delve into it.

He's an old man, and sometimes it's not surprising that some things are familiar to people.

...

Five minutes later, Steve returned to the training hall after putting on a T-shirt and cotton trousers.

Before the door of the passage was opened, he looked, moved his pace slightly, pushed the door in, and immediately fell on the fist.

There, the two were fighting fast and fiercely.

The gloves hit the human body, making a dense snoring sound.

Steve's expression was solemn and he walked slowly.

On the stage, Luke sternly resisted Misti's attack.

However, his breathing was long, his eyes were not flustered, and his feet stepped back slightly.

Except for a small number of punch attacks, he showed no weakness.

Misti's expression was excited.

At the beginning, she still tried to control her power, but at this moment she returned to normal level and gradually entered the full-force attack mode.

This process lasted less than three minutes, and she could not sustain her physical strength.

Luke still looked as usual, but his face was only slightly sweaty.

At this moment, Misti finally let go of the depression in his heart, and his right arm fluttered sharply.

Luke raised his hand in time, opened his gloves, and caught the punch.

Huh!

With a heavy muffled sound, he took two steps back and raised his hands to stop.

Misty took a step, then stopped, panting violently.

At this time, she felt tired like a tide.

Thinking of her last punch just now, she broke up in her heart and quickly asked: "Your hand, are you okay? I just forgot to stay."

"It's okay, you have a strong punch." Luke moved his wrists a few times, stepped forward, and helped her off the boxing ring: "You take a rest first."

Then he turned to look at Steve not far away: "Are you coming to play too?"

Steve's eyes moved.

Luke looked at him and smiled, "How about boxing rules?"

Steve noticed the look in his eyes, and probably knew in his mind that Luke knew he was not just a boxer.

Thinking of Luke's game just now, he was very excited.

Even if Misty, her boxing skills are so good that she can deal with two or three babies.

For a woman, this is already pretty good.

Moreover, the power of her right arm, or special prosthetic limb, is quite terrible, and it is no problem to hit a small **** with a punch.

But here with Steve, it doesn't make sense to have a powerful prosthetic limb.

In real combat, Misti's ordinary fighting skills persisted for less than three seconds.

Just now Steve really paid attention to Luke.

In such a fierce fight ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he was serious, but obviously too relaxed.

Misti had begun to use amazing prosthetics in the next minute, but the scene was still under his control.

The gap between the two is too big, and this test is completely a teaching lesson.

Misty's last punch was much faster than normal, and Luke took it with great accuracy.

The two steps back are just to open the distance and terminate the test.

His skills and mentality are what make Steve tempted.

Here, Steve can't find a person who can practice against each other. For some time, he can only train here physically and hit the punching bag.

Because of this, he is really itchy now.

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