"A scientist, really that formidable?"
"You can try again, but move quickly and try to catch off guard so I won’t see it coming."
Tilin imdiately tried again, but as soon as her hand was halfway up, Xu Lin grabbed her hand and twisted it, forcing her to turn her back to him, almost twisting her arm off.
Xu Lin’s movents were elegant, standard combat maneuvers, with a certain aesthetic of violent beauty.
"Ouch!"
Tilin exclaid, her hand really almost got broken.
Xu Lin showed no tenderness whatsoever.
Only then did Xu Lin let her go.
"Scientist, have you learned combat skills?"
"It’s the power of the brain!"
Xu Lin fibbed.
"The power of the brain?"
"Yeah."
Xu Lin thought for a mont and looked at the gun in her hand, "Can you dismantle a gun?"
"Yes."
"Take it apart and put it back together, show ."
"Okay."
Tilin did as told, demonstrating by taking it apart and putting it back together.
"Now it’s my turn."
Xu Lin said.
Xu Lin took the gun, having morized all the steps earlier, so he dismantled and reassembled it in over 50 seconds, though sowhat awkwardly.
But it wasn’t over yet.
Xu Lin started a second round, this ti faster, taking 40 seconds.
Third round, over 20 seconds.
Fourth round, even faster, just over 10 seconds.
Click, click, Xu Lin’s hands moved so fast they were a blur. One might say before your magazine is loaded, his bullet is already in your head.
"Have you practiced before?"
"There’s no point in lying; my brain allows to quickly master a skill. Besides, dismantling and reassembling a gun is sothing that improves with practice, not difficult at all."
"Brain?"
Tilin asked him.
Xu Lin nodded, "When your brain is powerful enough, it’s like a computer. With strong computational power, you can do everything quickly because it’s all calculated."
"Seems you weren’t lying."
Lying achieves nothing.
Xu Lin didn’t respond to her.
Then it was ti for shooting practice.
Xu Lin’s initial shooting skills weren’t accurate; the first five bullets missed the bullseye, ending up around it, but each shot got closer to the center.
Later, Tilin noticed that every bullet Xu Lin fired hit the sa spot, right at the bullseye, piercing through the sa tiny hole without exceeding even a milliter!
How can it be so accurate?
One might think they were watching a movie!
"I suspect you’ve practiced before!" Tilin couldn’t help but exclaim.
"First ti playing." Xu Lin said casually.
Tilin: "You’re more formidable than I imagined!"
After more than half an hour of shooting, Xu Lin started to find it dull.
Without other targets, just firing at the target could get boring.
But it’s worth noting that Xu Lin learned to handle several types of firearms.
After that, Tilin led him to the sleeping quarters.
"There are no n’s clothes here, you can use a towel for now."
"Okay."
Then, Tilin went back to her room.
Xu Lin stayed on the first floor, while she was on the second floor.
For the first ti abroad, Xu Lin stayed in soone else’s luxurious villa.
Before sleeping, Xu Lin chatted with Chi Linyue for over ten minutes before going to bed.
Back ho, because of the ti difference, it was still dayti.
But it was night on Xu Lin’s side.
However, it was already the next day at ho.
A night of silence.
The next morning, Xu Lin stepped outside.
He saw Tilin swimming by the pool.
Xu Lin’s sharp eyes imdiately noticed a fair and radiant body.
As if she wasn’t wearing anything.
No, wait.
She was wearing sothing, a bikini.
A pink bikini.
Moreover, Tilin’s skin was already very fair, belonging to the fairest type among Caucasians.
The visual impact was even stronger.
Splash!
Just then, Tilin erged from the water.
Xu Lin could see everything clearly; the bikini only covered two points.
A very small piece of cloth.
The bottoms were a thong.
A standard top-class figure of a western woman, the epito, and surely Tilin worked out, as her body gave Xu Lin a sense of strength and beauty, though not like those unsightly muscly won.
Xu Lin even noticed the abs line.
At this point, she swept her hair back and wiped the water off her face.
Tilin looked at Xu Lin: "What? First ti seeing a woman?"
"Not quite."
"Want to swim? Co on in!"
Tilin invited him.
Xu Lin was now wearing dry suit pants, but without the jacket.
"Sure."
Imdiately, he didn’t stand on ceremony, stripped off his outer clothes, leaving only his underwear.
Xu Lin stretched a bit on the shore.
Tilin watched him, amazed: "Scientist, your physique exceeds my expectations, and it feels powerful; are you really a scientist?"
The Western aesthetic differs from those at ho or in East Asia.
Here, they appreciate the beauty of strength.
And Xu Lin fits this beauty of strength perfectly.
Of course, his physique wasn’t all bulging muscles, sothing East Asian won would also admire.
Moreover, Xu Lin’s size was also very impressive!
At this point, the aesthetic for this aspect is globalized; just like all n love won with large chests, won like n who are well-endowed, all essentially the sa logic.
Tilin couldn’t help but take another look.
"I’m a scientist, no doubt about it."
Xu Lin said, diving straight in, quickly swimming to her side.
"You have a great physique too!"
Xu Lin glanced appraisingly.
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