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"It's a good gun. What's its name?"

The detective walked over, his eyes fixed intently on the silver-gray revolver in Shane's hand, his admiration undisguised.

Yu Ge sized the other person up and down, his eyes slightly wary.

"Who are you? I don't think I've seen you in the capital's jurisdiction before."

Gwen Hawthorne.

The other person introduced himself: "I was just transferred to the capital, and not many people have seen me before."

"If you're worried, I have my police ID on me."

She took off her hat, revealing a face that was quite different from that of people in the capital.

It was only then that Shane realized that the detective was actually a woman.

In Albion today, female police officers are extremely rare, rarer than diamonds.

I never expected to run into one here.

Take a closer look.

The policewoman's appearance was more "heroic" than "pretty," and she had a scar under her left eye.

His bone structure leans towards Slavic rather than Albionese, and he has a somewhat rugged temperament.

But judging from her tone, she sounded much like someone from the capital.

Gentle and polite.

"That's not necessary."

Yu Ge relaxed and explained, "The capital has been rather unsettled lately, and I'm always a little uneasy when I see unfamiliar faces."

Gwen was very understanding: "I understand."

But Xia En's expression froze.

Because of the text on the panel.

You have come into contact with a transcendent being who embodies the "Winter" principle!

He first encountered the extraordinary beings of the "Winter" principle during the assassination at the Royal Theatre.

They even start fighting less than five seconds after meeting.

This left him with a less than favorable impression of the Path of Silent Winter.

Shaen knew, of course, that not all extraordinary individuals of the [Winter Path] were potential members of a secret society.

But this doesn't prevent him from being wary of such people.

"The Silent Grip"

Despite the turmoil in his mind, Xia En's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was natural.

"Would you mind if I touched it?"

Gwen asked politely.

After thinking for a moment, Shane handed over the pistol.

The other party was, after all, from Scotland Yard, and this was an official training ground; no one would be foolish enough to rob someone here.

What's more, his uncle Yu Ge was by his side.

"Thanks."

Gwen took the gun and examined it carefully, gently stroking the barrel.

It's clear that this is a true gun enthusiast.

The calluses on her fingers are a testament to her extensive experience.

"That's a really good gun!"

Gwen sighed again, then pointed the gun at herself and handed it to Shane.

His eyes still held a hint of reluctance.

"I was going to ask you if you were selling this gun."

"But thinking about it, if I were the owner of this gun, I definitely wouldn't be willing to sell it for any amount of money."

Gwen sighed.

"And it's supposed to be something passed down from your ancestors?"

"Yes."

Xia En nodded, but did not reveal any further information.

The existence of the "Winter" principle always made him more wary.

Having touched the [Silent Grip], Gwen didn't bother them any further, quickly put away her gun, and went upstairs.

After emptying several more magazines, Yu Ge noticed that Xia En seemed to be in good condition and not very tired, so he asked.

"Want to go upstairs and practice?"

"In addition to the shooting range, this training ground also has a fighting practice area."

"it is good."

Xia En responded decisively.

Marksmanship is only one part of self-defense.

Close-quarters combat is equally important and should not be overlooked.

As the two walked up to the second floor, the first thing they heard was the sound of fists hitting a sandbag.

Not far away, Gwen, wearing a sleeveless vest, bare-chested, with bandages on her fists, was doing combat training.

I couldn't tell because she was wearing an overcoat.

Now that she's only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, you can see that her muscle lines are clear and defined, and her body fat percentage is very low.

Like a lithe female leopard, it possesses explosive power.

Gwen also saw Shane and the other person, nodded slightly to them, and then continued to unleash a barrage of attacks on the sandbag.

The fierce movements and the extent to which the sandbags deformed were enough to make one's eyelids twitch.

Yu Ge muttered to himself, "She must have Slavic blood."

Xia En nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.

This aligns well with his impression of the fighting nation.

The two walked onto the training field, which was covered with soft mats.

Yu Ge thought for a moment and said, "You should also have practical experience. Let's have a practice session and let me see your level."

"Um."

Yu Ge took off his coat, leaving only an old white shirt with the cuffs rolled up to the middle of his forearms, where several old scars could be vaguely seen.

His body beneath his coat was more robust than Xia En had imagined.

However, she still lags behind Gwen on the side.

"Come."

Yu Ge stretched out his hands, lowered his center of gravity, and assumed a boxing stance.

Xia En took a deep breath, then lunged forward with a powerful straight punch.

Seeing his actions, a look of surprise flashed in Yu Ge's eyes.

"good."

He turned to the side, his shoulders slumping slightly.

He grabbed Xia En's outstretched forearm with one hand, twisted it forcefully, and started a grappling move.

But Shane's reaction surprised him.

The moment his forearm was grabbed, he suddenly pulled, closing the distance between the two of them.

At the same time, the left fist is swung with the force of the body twisting.

It looked like the punch was about to hit.

Yu Ge's breathing suddenly quickened.

The etheric field around him suddenly changed, spinning like a vortex.

Ether, through some kind of cycle, flows into his hands.

Followed by.

Xia En felt the force coming from his arm increase several times over.

It was as if it were being tightly clamped in a vise, and it couldn't break free no matter what it did.

Yu Ge pulled and twisted, then tripped lightly with his foot.

Xia En lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Your playing style is aggressive."

Yu Ge walked over, reached out to help Xia En up, and grinned.

"Did you used to hang out on the streets?"

In his view, Shane's fighting style was very similar to street brawls.

There's no particular method to it.

But its advantage lies in its speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

It's even... a little dirty.

It's like the kind of filth that's thrown out during a fight.

That being said, in a life-or-death struggle, dirt is hardly a disadvantage.

No matter the method, as long as it allows you to survive and the enemy to die, it's a good method.

"No."

Xia En pulled Yu Ge's hand and stood up, speaking frankly.

"It's just an intuition, a feeling that this is the most efficient way."

"Combat instinct, huh?"

Yu Ge muttered something, his expression growing increasingly strange.

This is a very rare talent, more valuable than mere fighting skills.

After all, skills can be acquired through practice.

As for the instinct to fight, some people say they don't have it, and that's really true.

After a moment, Xia En recalled the changes in Yu Ge's breathing rhythm during their sparring session.

"Uncle, what was that just now...?"

Yu Ge snapped his fingers.

An invisible curtain emanated from him, obscuring the space around them.

Xia En immediately recognized it as the [Curtain Technique].

This can isolate their conversations from the outside world.

"That's right, it's breathing techniques."

Yu Ge continued, "You may have already noticed that breathing techniques play a unique role in combat."

"In our line of work, there's a saying..."

"Meditation nourishes the soul; breathing exercises strengthen the body."

"Those who have mastered breathing techniques are all strong fighters."