Chapter 273 Travel
Since that night, Shixiao has entered a state of retreat, and he needs time to digest the secrets he obtained in the previous plane.
Although there are only a few of the most outstanding secrets among those secret books, fortunately there are many techniques that are second only to the most outstanding secret books, and there are many types.
Coupled with the strong physique at the end of the Jishou and the Yuanli as the backing, He Huan can change the internal energy attributes at will. He can boldly try out the secrets, then break them down and merge them, and then act with his own martial arts and become what he wants.
During the seclusion at the end of the season, the entire Gotham City slowly restored order with the help of Batman, the police and even the A-country army.
During this crisis, many buildings in the city were destroyed and many people died, but after this chaos, the entire city was less corrupt and more vigor.
Although there are many citizens who escape from Gotham because of this chaos and do not want to live in Gotham, the citizens who stayed behind seem to be more tenacious and precious.
Of course, relative, all criminals are even more dangerous.
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Gotham, the villa of the shadow warrior.
"What? You want to go out alone?"
Henry Duca was a little surprised when he looked at Maximus with a smile on his lips.
"Anyway, I have nothing to do here, so why not go out and practice all the way to see if I can understand what it is!" Maximus said his plan.
During this period, when he was in seclusion at the end of the season, Henry Duka was busy with the Shadow Warrior League. After being idle, Maximus couldn't help but have the idea of going outside to practice.
"Have you greeted that kid?"
Maximus shook his head and said, "No, I left a message to Mo's cell phone. If he saw it, there would be no problem. If he didn't see it, please tell him for me!"
"This is what it should be." Henry Duka whispered, then spoke to Maximus: "Be careful outside and keep the contact open!".
"Yeah!" Maximus responded, picked up a black travel bag he had prepared, waved his hand at Henry Duca, and slowly left.
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Time is a magical thing. When you feel that it is busy, it is like deliberately opposing you, walking very busy. When you think it is fast, the faster it leaves, and even when some people immerse their entire mind in something, it will pass in the blink of an eye.
For example, the end of the season in retreat.
Eight months have passed since he came to the Batman plane. In the past six months, he has practiced all his internal skills and mental methods and remembered their route of exercise. Now what he has to do is turn these things in his mind into their own things, and then split them, fuse them and experiment to get the results he wants.
The news left by Maximus for the end of the season has been seen at the end of the season. Although he didn't contact him many times due to his seclusion, it sounds like Maximus is in good condition, and during this period of travel, his internal strength has reached the brink of breakthrough.
In a small town located on the border of New Mexico, a man with dusty glasses and neat short hair, reached out to pat the dust on his body as the sun was about to set, pushed open the door of a restaurant called Prado in the town, placed the travel bag he carried in his hand under a small round table, and sat at the table.
The sun has not yet set completely, and there are only three or two people in the restaurant. Because there is no light on, only a little dim sunlight shines through the window, making the light in the restaurant not very strong. However, after the man just sat down, a male waiter with a beard with a pair of sapphire blue eyes, like the clear sky after the rain, walked to Maximus, who had just taken off his glasses and said, "What do you want to order sir?"
“A big glass of cold beer, a steak, a potato cake!”
Hearing the customer's request, the male waiter took it into the small notebook in his hand and said, "Wait!".
"Yeah, thank you!" Maximus thanked.
The male waiter was slightly stunned by the 'thank you' because he had worked here for several days. This was the first time he heard it here, and then he said, "You're welcome!"
Sitting in his seat, Maximus leaned against the back of the chair, slowly closed his eyes, regained his exhausted spirit, and walked out of the desert alone, which took him a lot of time and energy.
Just as he was waiting for the food he ordered, as time passed, the sunlight shining in the bar was replaced by warm lights, making the entire restaurant much brighter than before, and customers also walked into the small restaurant one after another to fill their stomachs.
"Your orders!"
A low and powerful voice sounded, causing Maximus to open his eyes, look at the food on the table, nodded at the man, and began to eat his first meal today.
Although the food eaten in this border town is not top-notch, it is just at an average level, but fortunately it is enough, so I am not afraid of not having enough food for a portion.
After filling his stomach and taking another sip of cold beer, Maximus breathed in satisfaction, then sat at the table and slowly drank the remaining beer.
At this moment, in this small restaurant, a waitress wearing a white top and a ponytail walked past Maximus with a bowl of soup, curiously looked at Maximus who was alone, but she didn't expect that, she was tripped by the strap of the travel bag placed under the table by Maximus. Her body lost her balance, and the soup on her hand flew out of the plate and landed on the table of a diner, splashing the table of diners full of stains.
The next second, several insults sounded in the small restaurant with the sounds of standing up, and the already panicked waitress turned pale after seeing the faces of the people who looked like they were looking.
She recognized those people, famous villains in this border town. I heard that they had several lives on their hands, but they did it very cleanly every time, and had no evidence to be caught. And they also had some relationship with the local police, so there is no way to deal with them.
But now she accidentally offended the other party, why didn't she frighten her?
At this moment, a man with a black mark on his face looked at the waitress fiercely and shouted angrily: "It's you!"
"Ah, I'm sorry!" The waitress was stared at by the fierce gaze, her head turned blank, she took out a tissue from her body, and subconsciously walked over, and wiped it on the other person's body.
Chapter completed!