Reggie turned into a blue afterimage and stopped in front of the wrought iron gate.
He opened the door bolt and looked at the man wearing a full black suit outside the door. Not only was he not at all defensive, but he waved his hand with a smile.
"Hey, you are finally willing to leave that gloomy Basement at the headquarters!"
Reggie turned sideways to make way, "Come in quickly, I have been secretly practicing combos for a long time since I lost to you last time. I must beat you tonight."
Black Noir lowered his head slightly as a greeting and walked into the yard.
After Tokyo's trip and a few days of getting along with him, every child in Long Island Estate has long regarded this silent man in black as one of their own.
Big Golden Retriever Buddy was the first to greet him.
Dogs always have a good memory. It ran to Black Noir's trouser legs and rubbed it happily, its tail wagging like a propeller.
Black Noir stopped, squatted down very naturally, and purred twice skillfully on Buddy's furry head and chin with his hands wearing black tactical gloves.
Buddy was so comfortable that she lay directly on Lawn, exposing her belly.
"Your room is at the end of the corridor on the first floor."
Lynn walked out of the house carrying a plate of freshly cut fruits, pinched a piece of apple and threw it into his mouth.
"That room has the best lighting. I asked someone to set up a new easel for you by the window sill, and also bought a full set of paints. When the afternoon sun shines in, you can paint there quietly. If you get tired of painting, there is a set of carving tools next to it, so you can carve whatever you want."
Hearing the easel and paint, Black Noir's eyes flashed slightly under the mask.
He stood up and nodded solemnly to Lynn.
"Annie was still talking about it yesterday, saying that no one taught her how to mix colors."
Lynn smiled and said, "Go and put your things down, and then come to Backyard. There will be just enough time for you to give John an enlightenment lesson before dinner."
Black Noir walked into the villa carrying a canvas bag in a familiar manner.
A few minutes later, he was back on Lawn at Backyard.
The children have consciously retreated to the edge of the corridor, leaving the spacious grassy space in the middle empty.
Tommy was holding half a watermelon in his hand, and Annie was sitting on the steps with Kevin, both looking like they were watching the show.
Annie even waved his little hand at Black Noir.
John stood in the middle of Lawn, with the sleeves of his white shirt casually rolled up to his elbows.
He looked at Black Noir and Azure's eyes opposite him, full of fighting spirit that refused to admit defeat, but also with obvious restraint.
I just received a wooden eagle carved by someone else, and we are all friends. John really likes Black Noir.
"I won't bully you."
John raised his chin, with arrogance and consideration in his tone, "I don't use Heat Vision, and I don't fly. In order not to hurt you, I will restrain most of my strength. I'm afraid that I will break you with one punch, and Annie will blame me for breaking her art teacher."
Because he was overly afraid that his terrifying brute force would tear Black Noir apart, John not only restrained most of his strength, but even his standing posture seemed a little timid.
Black Noir stood quietly on the spot, without any fancy fighting gestures, and just waved to John casually.
"You asked for this, I'll try to be gentle!"
John took a deep breath and exerted force on his feet.
Even though he suppressed 99% of his strength, he was still like a cannonball, waving his fist and hitting Black Noir on the shoulder.
He deliberately avoided the vital point.
But in Black Noir's eyes, this kind of direct and hesitant attack was full of flaws.
Just when John's fist was about to come into contact with the black suit, Black Noir's body turned slightly sideways at a very gentle angle, just enough to avoid the blow.
At the same time, his left hand was like a slippery loach, accurately placed on John's wrist, and gently pulled back along with the force of John's forward motion.
He stumbled casually.
Bang!
John didn't even realize what happened, the whole world turned upside down.
He fell firmly onto his back and hit the soft Lawn with his back, making a muffled sound.
Tommy, who was eating watermelon by the corridor, almost choked. Reggie opened his mouth in surprise.
They knew very well how hard John's body was, but now, the invincible John was knocked down as lightly as a sandbag.
John is confused.
He lay on the grass and blinked, and after a few seconds he suddenly turned over and got up.
The white shirt was stained with green grass clippings, which made him feel a little embarrassed, but also a little surprised.
Because when he fell just now, most of Black Noir's strength was used to resolve his momentum, and he didn't feel any pain at all.
"Come again! I was not ready just now, this time I will be a little faster!"
John gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.
This time he let up a little bit of speed and threw two punches in succession, trying to block Black Noir's escape route.
But the result didn't change anything.
Black Noir's movements can't even be said to be fast, but he can accurately predict the shift of John's center of gravity every time.
He was like a black leaf blowing in the strong wind. No matter how much John punched, he could never touch a corner of his clothes.
With the help of strength, four ounces can move a thousand catties.
For the next ten minutes, the sound of flesh hitting the ground continued to echo on Lawn.
John was thrown over and over again, sometimes by throwing him over his shoulder, sometimes by tripping over his sweeping legs. The worst time was when Black Noir directly locked him to the ground with a very standard Armbar, and he patted the grass and gave in before being released.
The originally spotless white shirt has now completely turned into a dirty rag.
John sat on the grass and gasped for air, but he did not lose his temper or feel ashamed like he did in the laboratory before.
On the contrary, he looked at Black Noir, who was still blushing and out of breath, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
That desire for fighting skills, for the first time, defeated the simple urge to crush everything with brute force.
He stood up, patted the dirt on his pants, and bowed to Black Noir very solemnly.
"Coach, I want to learn this."
John's voice was loud and conveyed a sincere and serious tone.
Black Noir Looking at the muddy blond boy in front of him, the corners of his mouth under the black mask couldn't help but raise slightly.
He walked over, stretched out his hand and rubbed John's messy hair, and then made a gesture, meaning to continue tomorrow.
"Understood."
Lynn walked to the edge of Lawn holding the water cup and looked at the disgraced John, "Power is like water in a reservoir. Without a strong dam and channels for diversion, nothing can be done except destruction. What Black Noir just used is to teach you how to turn brute force into a scalpel."
"I remember it all."
John nodded vigorously.
"Okay, today's enlightenment class ends here."
Lynn turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "Everyone, go wash your hands and get ready to eat. Reggie, take your new coach to the bathroom and tell him where the new towels are."
On the dinner table, a pair of bowls and chopsticks naturally appeared.
The tender beef stewed in the iron pot exudes a rich aroma, mixed with the smell of freshly baked bread.
The children were still arguing as usual over the last piece of meat with tendons. Tommy secretly used Telekinesis to move the broccoli from Annie's plate to Reggie's bowl, causing Reggie to scream and insist on using a combo to get justice on the game console.
Black Noir sat on the left hand side of Lynn, quietly eating the food in his bowl.
He didn't take off the mask completely, just pulled it down to the bridge of his nose.
Listening to the lively noises in his ears and watching the orange lights hitting everyone's faces, he suddenly felt that with the paints and brushes he had brought, there would probably be many opportunities to paint some warm colors in the future.
Lynn filled a bowl of hot soup and placed it in front of Black Noir, then put the two largest pieces of beef on his plate.
"Eat more, you will have to deal with these over-energy little bastards tomorrow afternoon."