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Chapter 82

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After returning to the kitchen, he looked at his watch. An hour had passed, and the beef was almost done. He cut the onions and carrots, put in the seasoning, and poured some red wine. The beef soup was ready.

He wanted to make rice, but unfortunately, he couldn't find any rice. He could only take out the electric pancake pan and make three pancakes. Finally, he washed the green peppers. He was going to make stir-fried beef tenderloin with green peppers. It was simple and fragrant. He sighed in his heart that he hadn't eaten Chinese food for many days.

When William was taking the beef tenderloin, he felt Alissanda quietly walk behind him. She gently leaned on William's shoulder and kissed William. She said, "Dear, I didn't know you could cook. You are so good. Let me give you a reward." After that, she kissed William's face again.

William turned around and said to Alissanda gently, "Well, be careful of the smoke. You take this pot of beef soup and pancakes to the dining room first. After I finish the beef tenderloin with green peppers, you can put the tableware on the table."

"No problem," Alissanda replied with a smile.

After William finished making the broccoli, he put the two dishes on the table. Alissanda had already prepared the tableware and plates. Seeing William coming over with the dishes, Alissanda happily got up and kissed William.

After pouring the red wine, they clinked glasses. Alissanda scooped a bowl of beef soup for William and a bowl for herself. She couldn't wait to taste it. As soon as it entered her mouth, she was attracted by the taste. She praised repeatedly, "It's delicious. Thank you, dear. This is the first time someone specially cooked for me other than my parents. I love you so much."

This little vixen was very cute sometimes. "It's good that you like it. I used to eat in Chinese restaurants, and I felt it was very good. Then I asked some chefs in Chinese restaurants. This is the first time I made a Chinese dish."

William tasted it himself. It was okay, but the broth lacked a little taste. It was not cooked with beef tenderloin, so the taste was still a little bad.

William gave Alissanda some stir-fried beef tenderloin with green peppers. Alissanda said it was delicious, but she didn't eat much. She put down her cutlery and watched William eat while occasionally picking up food for William.

After having a hearty lunch, Alissanda hurriedly got up to wash the dishes. The two of them joked around and laughed as they washed the dishes together.

The sky was about to darken. Alexander excitedly pulled William to the balcony to look at Tielishi Mountain. Surrounded by William's three villas, it was quiet and comfortable.

Alexander happily hugged William's arm and rested his head on William's shoulder. They sat on the balcony, drinking red wine and whispering. When Alexander felt cold, he reluctantly went into the room with William. The two of them sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace, facing each other. They hugged each other and chatted until midnight. They covered themselves with a blanket and fell asleep on the sofa.

At 9 o 'clock the next morning, Alissanda felt that William was no longer behind her. She put on her pajamas and looked around the villa. Only then did she see William on the balcony outside the villa.

Not long after, Alissanda was surprised to see William and Brian Mills sparring in the snow. She knew how strong Brian was, but she didn't expect William to be able to spar with him.

Although Brian Mills was very experienced and skilled, he was old after all. After ten minutes or so, his footsteps slowed down significantly. After a few more minutes, the two of them stopped and hugged each other, laughing and joking as they chatted.

William felt that Brian's close combat skills were very practical. They were simple and direct, targeting the weak points like the human body's joints and throat. It had something in common with many of the combat skills he had seen in the system.

Aside from sports, the purpose of hand-to-hand combat was to kill with one blow. It required the least effort to kill the enemy. William benefited a lot from his first actual combat.

While the two of them were sparring, Sam and the others stared at William with their mouths agape. They knew how strong Brian Mills was. In hand-to-hand combat, the four of them together couldn't beat Brian Mills.

However, the strongest in their team, Brian Mills, was no match for William in the last few minutes. They were all knowledgeable people. They knew that William didn't go all out. Otherwise, Brian Mills wouldn't have been able to hold on.

Sam said to the people around him in surprise, "Is this the difference between the nobles with hundreds of years of history and us commoners? How old is the boss? How did he train him? In the later stages, Brian was no match for the boss at all. Also, where did the boss learn these combat skills? I think many of them are specifically for killing people. "

Bernie, who had done a lot of research on combat, said, "They are specifically for killing people. They are even more powerful than the combat skills that are popular in the military now. Did you guys notice that the boss's dagger skills are also very strong? Just now, he used his palm instead of the dagger in many of his moves. That's a skill that only assassins use.

Also, the boss is very familiar with the combat skills of various special forces. God, how many things do we commoners not know about the nobles with hundreds of years of history? Sigh, just thinking about it makes me feel discouraged. University of London, self-made, billionaire, inventor, archery master, and now even his skills are so good. What else does the boss not know? If my children had half of the boss's abilities, I wouldn't have to work so hard at such an old age. "

"Then the boss said on TV that he was very good at shooting. Is it true?" Clarence asked.

"Of course it's true. Shooting and archery have a lot in common. If he can train archery to be so good at archery, then guns are nothing. After all, the boss is so rich. He can play with any gun," Bernie said.

"I still don't believe it. How can a person have so much energy to learn anything?" Casey shook his head and said.

"Why don't you try it with the boss and find out?" Clarence said.

"If you want to go, then go. I won't bother you. If the boss is not happy, then he will deduct my salary." Casey shook his head and said.

William saw Alissanda standing on the balcony. After saying goodbye to Brian and the others, he walked towards the villa. After breakfast with Alissanda, William took everyone to the two MVP cars provided by the hotel to go skiing.

After changing into ski clothes and equipment, William took Alissanda to the basic ski resort on the cable car.

Alissanda was Brazilian. She was still a small model and had never skied before. William was from Xijiang in China in his previous life and had never skied before. The two of them found a coach to learn from in the morning. By noon, William could already run on the ski resort alone.

Alissanda saw that William could ski so well even though he had only learned for a short time. She insisted that William teach her so that he wouldn't leave her alone. Seeing that William refused to teach her, Alissanda hugged William and acted cute. She purposely pushed William and then threw herself on William. She was so amused by herself that she started laughing.

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