Worldly arrogant, arrogant and romantic

"Then I won't be polite." Ye Lin didn't shirk at all, and took down the pistol.One is that he thinks this gun is not bad, and the other is that he never trades at a loss, since he taught him, he has to charge some tuition.

Harry smiled. He didn't expect him to be so rude, but he was really good-natured.

"Master, what do you teach me first?" After the battle just now, Harry was looking forward to Ye Lin's teaching process.

"Ah, the first step, it's very simple." Ye Lin put down the things with a smile, took a pistol casually, and put it in a leather case for him.

Harry was very surprised, "What are you going to do?"

"Put it on your waist and practice taking the pistol out of the holster."

Harry's eyes widened. What's so difficult about it? Do you still need to practice?

"Try it." Ye Lin also tied a belt around his waist and put a pistol, "When I count to three, we will draw the gun together."

"Okay." Harry put his hand on the leather case.

"One, two, three!" Ye Lin finished reading loudly, and Harry's eyes popped out again.Before he had time to draw his gun, a gun was already on his forehead.

Ye Lin chuckled, "Don't underestimate the basics of every subject. If I want to kill you, you won't have any power to fight back." Ye Lin put away the pistol, "Just link the speed of drawing the gun like this, what? When the time is right, I will teach you the next step."

"Oh, good." Harry didn't dare to have any more complaints in his heart this time, and stood still and started to draw and stuff the gun continuously.

Ye Lin carefully looked at the items in the arsenal, tsk tsk, it is indeed the royal family, it almost includes high-quality guns from all over the world.Ye Lin's gaze was attracted by a small box not far away, and he walked over to open it.

A row of exquisite small pistols appeared in front of him, including lipstick-shaped ones, flashlight-shaped ones, and pen-filled ones. . .Each is a poisonous snake that unknowingly kills people!

Throughout the morning, Ye Lin touched almost all the guns here, and Harry's tired right hand began to cramp non-stop.

Ye Lin watched him frown and kept shaking his hands, shook his head, stepped forward and patted his shoulder, a wave of blue true energy poured into his body, and immediately relieved the burden on the muscles of his right hand.Harry felt his arm feel better, and he was a little ashamed, "Master, this is really tiring."

"The ancients said that you can be a master if you suffer hardships." Ye Lin said seriously, "I think when your master was practicing martial arts, if you didn't work hard, you would be hung up and whipped with bamboo and rattan."

"You can sue him for child abuse," Harry replied solemnly.

"Torturing a moron, this is called a strict teacher to produce a good apprentice." Ye Lin rewarded him with a chestnut, with a look of hating iron but not steel.

Harry rubbed his head aggrievedly, probably only Ye Lin in the entire British Empire dared to hit His Royal Highness on the head like this.

"Yes." Harry said aggrievedly.

"I'm hungry, when will I eat?" Ye Lin recalled being urged by his father at that time, and he couldn't help blurting out.

Harry didn't know much about Chinese, so he scratched his head curiously, "Dinner?"

"Um, just eating." Some habits still can't be changed, Ye Lin smiled wryly, probably this is the only evidence that can prove that he is a stranger.

"Since the master is hungry, let's go eat." Harry looked at the time, but it was still early.

"Yeah." The two sat in Harry's palace, and the maid brought all kinds of dishes.

Harry specially ordered the chef to make some Chinese dishes, Ye Lin looked at these dishes and nodded, "It looks pretty good." Although I guess it must not be as good as Lin Waner or Rong Yan's cooking, but it is much better than eating hamburger fries .

After eating two bowls of rice, Ye Lin stretched his waist, "Okay, continue to practice."

"Yeah." Harry originally wanted to have afternoon tea, but thinking of Ye Lin's horror, he obediently went to practice.

Asked for a chair, Ye Lin sat and fell asleep.Harry thought about being lazy, but every time Ye Lin exposed him, fearing his punishment, Harry no longer dared to be lazy.Ye Lin began to practice at ease, the most important thing was that he was afraid that he would interrupt him during his practice and let him go crazy.

As soon as he condensed his true energy, the red, orange, yellow, and green golden pills in Ye Lin's body lit up one by one. The four different powers made Ye Lin feel very comfortable!

Ye Lin suddenly felt that the Nine Colors Against the Sky Art is just a Rainbow Art now, and there is nothing substantively powerful at all, which is a bit regrettable.How about this, try to combine the Rainbow Jue with the Shinto Jue to increase its power.This thought crossed Ye Lin's mind, and immediately made him excited.He patted his thigh, "Great, I've shown my genius again."

Harry looked at him strangely when he suddenly spoke Chinese, he paused, and Ye Lin glanced over.Immediately obediently started practicing again, ignoring his crazy master.

While Harry was stunned, Ye Lin took out the brush and paper directly from the Dragon Ring.He is still a little uncomfortable with the pen here, and always feels that the short and small characters are not so domineering.Of course Ye Lin's handwriting is ugly!

Quickly flipping through the two practice exercises in his mind, Ye Lin wrote down the similarities between the two.I am afraid that only Ye Lin can understand the ancient characters of flamboyant and phoenix dancing!