(Thanks to the support of the charlatan mentor, the leader of the cabbage)

"...Okay, when I heard the word 'master', I should know that this would happen." Leeds, who was awakened by a 'hehe ha' shout, said dejectedly, "Hehe ha ha's the truth" that martial arts practitioners got used to this kind of thing that he had been in the martial arts world for the six years.

"If you hadn't always held my ninth sister and I and didn't let us get up, we would have stuck to this habit until now." Zhang Jing, who was also awakened, was not the person who woke her up.

Although she is also moving towards the path of a master, practicing internal skills in the morning, practicing "qi" at noon, and practicing moves in the evening, she has a Leeds next to her to set the rhythm, which makes her diligence much worse than before. This is also a fact.

"What's wrong with getting up late? To be honest, my schedule is similar to that of normal office workers, and I'm not lazy." However, compared to those who got up before six o'clock to practice martial arts, those who got up between seven and eight o'clock can't be called diligent.

"...I don't know what an 'office worker' is." Zhang Jing turned her head angrily, and it seemed that the sequelae of being teased by Leeds yesterday had not disappeared.

"Haha, you'll know about the next world."

"Hmph~"

The steam era, the power era, and the information era, Leeds wants to show the technological world to Zhang Jing and the other three in turn is divided into three stages, and this world is naturally the so-called "steam era".

In fact, there are also "workshops" in this world. With the arrival of foreigners, "factories" may also appear. Workers must have time rules to go to work... But Leeds always feels that something is wrong with calling them "office workers".

"Forget it, since I wake up, let's see how the martial artists in this world train. I'm a little interested." Leeds turned over and got out of bed.

At the same time, Sakiya pushed the door in as usual, holding a wash basin, towel and other washing tools.

"Ah, wait for me, I'm going to see it too!"

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Adhering to the principle of "Wang Po selling melons and boasting", every country boasts itself that there is nothing in the sky. For example, the traditional virtues advocated by this great Eastern country include: filial piety to parents, respect teachers and elders, unity and friendship, self-improvement, modesty and politeness, honesty and trustworthy, strict oneself and others, bravery when doing justice, neat and fitness, seeking difficulties, hardworking and frugality, thinking of justice when seeing profit, dedication and responsibility, being honest and honest, patriotism and the people, and the public for the world.

The so-called "traditional virtue" is "an excellent moral heritage that is beneficial to the next generation", not "anyone in this country has the above qualities". In fact, if one of the above qualities is praised by people, all the perfect creatures that meet all meets them do not exist... If such perfect creatures must exist, it is probably only TFBoy. After all, they can do what people can't do. Normal people have severe brain tissue damage when they have a fever of 41 degrees, and they are still training when they have a fever of 60 degrees in the mouths of fans.

However, not all "traditional virtues" have not been shown to later generations. One thing is probably what everyone in this oriental power has, that is, "hospitable". At the dinner table, "I just did this cup when I was a friend", when I visited relatives, "Why did I leave so quickly, stay for dinner", and when I was working and socializing, "Make friends and chat with me when I have time" are all manifestations... There may be "good face" in it, but the four words "hospitable" are indeed fine.

——Yes, this is how the five Leeds people were "hospitable".

Of course, Huang Feihong, Thirteenth Aunt and his disciples were not "good face", they were "repaying kindness", because no matter how Huang Feihong could fight alone, he could not save "Bao Zhilin" if he was blocked by someone and threw oil into the rocket. Hearing that the five Leeds were still looking for a place to spend the night, he hurriedly surrounded them and pulled them into "Bao Zhilin", completely ignoring Leeds' call for "we have money to find a hotel."

OK, just check in, where is it not to live ~~

No incident happened after that. On the one hand, it was too late, and it was not a time for banquets to entertain guests. On the other hand, this world is not a martial arts world. If you want to kill someone, you will kill someone. Bao Zhilin and others still have to send Shahe Gang to the yamen... However, "no incident happened" is special enough. You should know that Huang Feihong is the head of the militia group. Among his disciples, Zhu Ruo Rong, there are many people who hate foreigners. Their lack of protests at Leeds's stay is enough to prove their attitude.

This attitude was strengthened the next day.

"Mr. Leeds and all the wives!" As soon as Leeds showed up, the disciples who were still practicing boxing in the large yard immediately gave a chorus.

"...Uh, it's early?" Leeds, who had had enough of the cold eyes of oriental people in this world, was also stunned for a moment.

"Haha, Feihong's disciples felt that they didn't even say thank you last night, so they were very sorry," Aunt Thirteen came over and explained with a wry smile, "so I came here for this."

"..." Leeds would not refuse these people to express his gratitude. He did help them, but... "Just order whatever you want, otherwise it would be hard to say."

"Okay, Mr. Leeds!" continued the chorus.

"…………” Is this intentional?

"Practice your skills well," Huang Feihong, who frowned and took the medical book, scolded the disciples, then turned to Leeds and bowed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Leeds, did the morning exercise disturb you?"

"Ah, a little bit," Leeds said the truth, "but there is no need to worry about it. It doesn't affect my sleep as much as that ceramic pillow."

"Yes, is that true?" Huang Feihong blinked, not sure.

The pillows in this world are made of various materials, including stone, ceramic, and jade, but in addition to their different appearances, they are essentially hard rectangular bodies... Although they are not something that can't be used to sleep, Leeds thinks that this thing is just picking up a brick on the street as a pillow, and there is no comfort at all.

"Speaking of this," Wong Fei-hong did not delve into the topic, "Sir, what do you think of our martial arts?"

"It's okay~" I won't tell the truth this time.

"... Actually," it's just that Huang Feihong was not so easy to fool him. "I found that among the injured yesterday, many of the injuries were very special..."

"..." This refers to the martial arts moves with internal strength between Zhang Jing and Murong Jiu?

Huang Feihong, who regarded Leeds's silence as a secret that was inconvenient to speak, shook his head and said, "No, nothing... just pretend I didn't say anything."

"If you want to know the truth, it's okay, but... let's practice with my Jing'er first?" Let's take a step aside.

"Huh?" Huang Feihong was stunned.

"...My husband, I'm so considerate~" Zhang Jing, who looked at the disciples' external kung fu, didn't want to see Zhang Jing anymore, now she wanted to see the master's martial arts.
Chapter completed!