Chapter 42

Chapter 42 is of course for you

In the morning, Abel puts on a sports vest, shorts and running shoes.

I talked to Jessica Alba, who was still lying on the bed, and left the room.

In the waiting room on the first floor, meet Edward and the others who are also wearing sports clothes.

The difference is that Edward and Lincoln were both empty-handed.

Same with Abel But the remaining two bodyguards, Lin and David Johnson, each carried a backpack.

In Lin's backpack were bulletproof vests, first aid medicine, and clothes.

Johnson's backpack contained a MAC-10 and several pistols.

David Johnson is in fact still a member of the "Special Assault Regiment" who has not retired and has forces.

He has special papers that allow him to store these weapons in the city. About how to do it. Just spend more money.

In Laomei, there is nothing.

Barrett's simplified version at Charlie Brown's Pizzeria last time was also presented this way.

Even if you meet the New York police, you are not afraid. David Johnson has immunity.

Relatively speaking, public order in Manhattan or near Central Park is relatively good.

For safety reasons, Abel let them take it with him.

In case of an accident.

Even behind these four most elite bodyguards, driver Andy and two other bodyguards

He will also drive a car, follow him neither far nor near, and perform logistical duties. After all, it is a beautiful country with beautiful scenery every day.

Abel, who was afraid of death, was never stingy in this matter.

Gathering the bodyguards, Abel left the house.

The target is Central Park.

From Chelsea go to Central Park. The distance is neither too close nor too far.

Walking or jogging all the way is a warm-up step first.

Then it is also more convenient and better for running.

Abel moved his muscular body as he walked, occasionally attracting the attention of some women on the street.

At the age of 192, he has never gained weight no matter how much he eats since his reincarnation. Excess energy is converted into muscle without much exercise.

He vaguely guessed that this might also be one of the benefits of reincarnation.

Let him just eat to stay energetic and healthy.

So he doesn't really like to exercise.

Because you don't need to exercise, you just need to eat a lot. It also helps maintain good shape and body.

So why do you work so hard?

Today is different, today is helpful.

After running for about ten minutes, I crossed 14th Street in Manhattan and saw dense forests.

The morning exercise location has arrived, which is Central Park. Central Park is located in the heart of Manhattan, a rectangular green space between Fifth Avenue, Eighth Avenue, 59th Street and 110th Street.

Its vast area and rich flora and fauna make it difficult to imagine its existence in such a commercialized international metropolis.

Looking at Central Park from a map, it's a neat square, one-eighth the size of Manhattan.

Except for a small castle in the park, there are no commercial or residential buildings in the park.

Towering trees, lush green lawns and large and small lakes make Central Park a legend in the heart of bustling New York. The morning air was really fresh, what made Abel even more refreshing was the girl who came to see him in front of him.

"Hello, hello. Ikana, it seems I'm late? I'm from the Chelsea side so it'll take a while." He approached her, smiling.

"No. I just got here." Opposite is D. Ted Lerner's daughter, Ikana Lerner.

Today's Ikana wears a tight white sports short-sleeved shirt, black collar and sleeve edges, delicate cut, looks petite and delicate, lovely stand-up collar reveals beautiful collarbone.

A pair of light blue mini sports shorts revealed her white and slim thighs and a pair of red canvas shoes were simple and elegant.

Her hair was bouncy and curly, and two silver-white hoop earrings hung from her snow-white earlobes.

The makeup is obviously light, the lips are covered in pale pink lip gloss, and the lashes are curled and shimmering, giving the wearer a sporty, youthful and sunny look. That's right, it was Abel who was able to create a balanced body by eating and lying down at the same time.

The reason I went to Central Park was to exercise today.

Last night at Barron Hilton's party.

Abel discovered Ikana, loved jogging in the morning near Central Park and used to exercise daily.

He suggested we go jogging together tomorrow. Ikana readily agreed and made an appointment in advance about the time and location.

There will be a meeting now.

Like Abel, Ikana also brought along bodyguards.

Although public order in the surrounding area is relatively good, this is true in the country.

Precautions still need to be taken. Those who are not vigilant, even the rich, will be eliminated by Social Darwin.

The beautiful landscapes of America are common.

It's just that she only has one bodyguard, and she and Abel are both over two meters tall.

It is very high compared to bodyguards that have wide coverage to block bullets.

This seems a bit amateurish. After confluence,

Lincoln and Edward ran about 20 yards ahead of them,

Johnson and Lin ran about 20 yards behind.

Ikana's bodyguard hesitated and ran towards Johnson and Lin.

The white bodyguard even smiled at the excessively tall Lin and Johnson.

Johnson was running wearing sunglasses, looking cold all the way but Lin smiled back so Ikana's bodyguards wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Bodyguards also have a similar way of working as bodyguards. Abel and Ikana have their own way of getting along.

After a pleasant exchange,

The two started running side by side.

Abel's height is 192 and Ikana's image height is around 180.

One such young man and woman were jogging on the catwalk in Central Park.

It always looks more pleasing to the eye. While jogging, the two talked.

"Mr. Smith, do you also like running?" I come here often, why haven't I seen you much before?

"You can call me Abel directly, and I will call you Ikana directly, instead of Mr. Smith and Ms. Lerner."

"Okay. Abel."

"Ah, by the way, to answer your last question. In fact, I rarely run and don't like to exercise very much."

"Forehead"

Ikana, who was jogging, turned her head to look at Abel, who was wearing shorts and boxers, with rippling muscles all over his body.

From Chelsea to Midtown, it's bright again today.

Abel was already sweating.

Sweat flowed down her muscles, giving Ikana a visual impression of ancient Roman and Greek sculptures.

Muscles are beautiful. She blushed slightly.

But I couldn't help but complain in my heart:

Doesn't like running and doesn't like to exercise.

So where do muscles come from?

Won't you eat it?

You think you're a Belgian blue cow!

Surely many people have seen photos of Belgian blue cows on the Internet. This cow is full of muscles and looks like a demon cow.

He doesn't need to exercise, just eat grass and feed all day long to become a buffalo demon.

Ikana didn't know that Abel's muscles had actually been eaten.

But she didn't know, she thought Abel was joking.

Ikana listened to Abel's tone, smiled and said: "Abel, if you don't like exercising very much, why did you go out jogging today?"

Abel winked at him: "I don't like running, but I go out to run. Of course it's for you, Ikana."

(end of this chapter)