Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 118 I’ll teach you the details this time

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a voice coming from next door: "Anjiu, come over now to make up for the training."

"..." An Jiu replied, "I'll be right there!"

"Take some water with you and don't run back and forth. Take a rest when you are tired. Time is enough." Grandma stuffed the cup of water into her arms, pushed her out the door, and closed the door.

Anjiu: “…Oh.”

When I walked into the house next door, Pu Huai was sitting idly on the sofa, still with no expression on his face.

When he saw her, he just raised his chin slightly and said, "Let's get started."

Anjiu rolled up his sleeves, stretched his arms and legs, and began to do the three-piece warm-up routine, followed by the advanced version of Bobby...

When my heart rate started to soar, I heard him say, "Come on, let's fight."

An Jiu's eyes went dark.

After a while...

“It’s called leg buckling.”

"..."

"It's called an anaconda strangulation."

"..."

“It’s called a cross lock.”

"..."

"Hand grab and throw over the back."

"...Captain Pu, stop. I want to take a halftime break."

Anjiu felt as if his arm was about to be twisted off alive, and his back was painfully squeezed.

After Pu Huai let go of her hand, she jumped up from the sofa, swinging her arms to regain flexibility and relieve the pain.

She could see that Pu Huai had left some room for maneuver, and if used properly, he could indeed defeat the enemy in one move.

"Let's start with the first leg buckle."

Anjiu was eager to try.

"can."

Pu Huai moved closer and slowly held her shoulder, as if giving her time to react.

Anjiu raised her hand to block it, but the next second, Pu Huai wrapped his left arm around her arm, and grabbed her shoulder from under her armpit. His other hand suddenly moved down, directly grasped her knee and pushed her forward.

Anjiu lost his balance and was thrown onto the sofa before he could react.

"...?"

what happened?

"Come again!"

She jumped up and blocked her body with her hands, this time paying special attention to Pu Huai's hand movements.

When he saw him grabbing at him, Anjiu simply waved his hand away, turned his wrist to avoid his counter-grab, and found an opportunity to kick him.

However, she didn't expect to be grabbed by the ankle directly. She pulled her foot back in shock, and saw Pu Huai coming over. She stretched out her hand to stop him, but was grabbed and pushed back.

An Jiu tried to keep her balance by moving her only moving foot, but Pu Huai hooked it with his foot again. She lost balance and fell back onto the sofa.

"..."

She was convinced.

They are totally not on the same level, she has no ability to fight back at all.

"Get up, I'll teach you the details this time."

Anjiu jumped up from the sofa again.

……

"You found a job in an oil press?"

During another break, Pu Huai suddenly asked.

Anjiu nodded, "It's temporary."

She unscrewed the lid of the water cup, but was reluctant to drink it all, so she just used it to moisten her lips.

After alleviating her thirst to a certain extent, she felt very hot again and pulled up her collar to fan herself.

The rain outside the window is still pouring down, and the light is dim. At first I enjoyed listening to the sound of the rain, but now I feel a little irritated.

Humidity seeped in through the window gaps, making the air damp and cold.

Once you start sweating, you start to feel cold. The cold air seems to penetrate every pore and easily takes away your body temperature.

Anjiu could only stand up and move around again. She wanted to go home and warm herself by the fire. She couldn't see the sun for a long time, and those dry firewood were her current concern.

"You work on the 30th floor?" Pu Huai looked at her and spoke quietly.

An Jiu was startled, "Yeah, that's right."

"I remember there was only one oil press in the building."

Anjiu didn't understand what he meant, but he felt a sense of crisis.

She said cautiously, "I haven't been downstairs, so I don't know how many rooms there are."

Pu Huai folded his long legs and leaned lazily on the sofa, with his arms stretched out on the armrests, and the fingers of his right hand flicked in sequence slowly and steadily.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely oppressive.

His eyes seemed to become bottomless, with a damnable attraction that seemed to see through everything.

Anjiu forced herself not to avoid his gaze.

"I went to the oil press last night. The sign outside the door said the business hours are from 7am to 7pm." Pu Huai's Adam's apple slid slightly, "You didn't get home until almost 9pm."

"..."

An Jiu was startled for a moment, but she reacted immediately and said calmly: "But I never found a sign for an oil press."

He was deceiving her.

Pu Huai raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Have you never noticed that there is a small sign?"

An Jiu looked at him seriously and suddenly laughed: "You drank a lot the day before yesterday, so you might have mistaken the shop downstairs for an oil press. We have to rely on shouting every day."

Although it was late at night and I couldn't see clearly whether his face was red, the smell of alcohol was still very strong.

Anjiu had always had a sensitive nose, so he naturally knew that he had been drinking.

Now, based on the verbal exchange between the two, we can make a bold guess - Pu Huai was not drinking on the 48th floor that day. He might have gone downstairs to find a leader... to do something?

Oh~ Turns out you’re a person with secrets too.

The two people's eyes collided in the air, creating sparks.

Finally, Pu Huai chuckled, "I really can't hide anything from you."

Anjiu's question was vague and his answer was also ambiguous.

But even if we just brushed off the issue of coming home late, the atmosphere still became a little weird.

Anjiu felt that it was not suitable for him to continue practicing, so he said that he would go home and rest for a while and come back later.

Pu Huai, sitting in the dark, nodded to her.

……

Although the work at the oil press was tiring, it only lasted four days and she was already in the second day of the countdown.

Brother Wang was in a good mood today, and he changed her position before she started work.

The person who was replaced had a look of anger but dared not speak.

After a while, he left the crowd in front of the machine, found Brother Wang, and disappeared into the oil press together.

It reappeared nearly an hour later.

Brother Wang put his hands in his pockets and walked around lazily checking the work.

As he passed by Anjiu, he banged on the machine, "Go and change it back with him."

As he spoke, a strong aroma of food came out of his mouth.

Anjiu understood that the bribe was paid by the other party, so he returned to his original position without saying a word.

In less than a few seconds, a long line formed in front of us again.

But Brother Wang kept walking around and actually stood next to her machine and refused to move.

An Jiu looked at him several times but didn't understand what he meant.

Just let him go.

When it was the third person's turn, he enthusiastically squeezed in front of the machine and said, "Do you want to press the oil? How much is it in total? If it is inconvenient to take it, my employees can help you get it."

An Jiu's face turned black, but when he turned around he saw Pu Huai, who shouldn't be here - no wonder Brother Wang opened his screen.

Pu Huai ignored Brother Wang, carried the bag of grass seeds onto the platform, and said to An Jiu, "Don't just stand there, get to work."

This familiarity that is different from that of strangers...

Brother Wang looked at the two people's faces, and as an emotional expert, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

He grabbed her and asked, "Anjiu, do you two know each other?"

Anjiu nodded silently.