In fact, there was something that had been circling in Andy's mind since he traveled through time. Perhaps because of his timidity and panic, he had never resolved it.
He touched his temples with both hands, calming his somewhat tangled emotions. "Forget it, let's make sure. Problems always need to be solved. Let's deal with this matter first."
He went to the study, closed the door, picked up the disposable cell phone Joseph bought for him, calmed down, and began to dial the number with trembling fingers. He pressed the dial button and waited with anticipation and entanglement.
No number available...
Andy dialed another number with some disbelief, and this time he acted very quickly.
Still no number available...
Andy collapsed on the sofa, his cell phone fell on the carpet, his eyes were dull and two lines of tears rolled down.
Isn't this the original time and space? Well, that's good too. Let all the things from the past life just disappear like this.
That night, Andy seemed to have let go of some problems. Although he hadn't slept all night, his temperament had changed significantly. He used to give people a tense feeling, and some indescribable awkwardness, but now he seemed very free and easy, and his eyes became much clearer. He no longer had that feeling of being on guard against the whole world at the deepest moment.
Not everyone can bear the pressure of time travel.
Some time ago, he was able to vent his stress by sweating in the gym and practicing boxing, hoping to distract his attention and relieve the stress, and the effect was significant.
After taking a shower and feeling refreshed, I started boxing training under Joseph's guidance.
Andy had already stripped off his tank top, leaving his lower body in only a pair of loose shorts, which were wrapped in layers of gauze. He breathed rhythmically, and swung his fists left and right quickly and powerfully, hitting the sandbag with a continuous "bang bang..." sound. The sandbag didn't shake much, but under his fists, it seemed like it would burst at any moment.
Kenny, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but feel a pang of disgust. This kind of power was simply too speechless.
Andy's muscles are not like those of a big rock, but muscle lines that are very consistent with the aesthetic standards of normal people. Now under Joseph's guidance, the muscle lines on his body are full of strength.
"Huh..." Andy calmed down and relaxed, shook his neck, and heard a few "crackling" sounds. He took the towel handed to him by Joseph, wiped his face, and after it was no longer sticky, he threw it into the clothes basket next to him.
"Joseph, why do I always feel that hitting the sandbag is not satisfying?" He untied the bandage on his hand and said a little depressed.
Joseph did not answer his question, but looked at Andy meaningfully. He knew that his boss had just mastered his own power, especially this incredible powerful power, which made the boss have a violent tendency that he wanted to vent.
Hitting the sandbag no longer gave the boss any stimulation. Joseph stepped forward to help Andy massage the muscles on his arm and said seriously, "Boss, your physical strength can be described as terrifying. Now you have just mastered the technique of exerting force. Simply hitting the sandbag will naturally not meet your current needs."
"Hmm? Do you have any good suggestions?" Andy asked while moving his arms and relaxing his muscles.
"The boxing club, not only can you learn boxing skills in a more systematic way, but you can also fight with others." Joseph patted Andy's muscles to relieve his muscle fatigue and gave him serious advice.
Andy's eyes lit up when he heard about fighting with others. "Well, I'm going back to New York in two days, so I'll find a club to try out then. Oh, and I'll be staying in New York for a while. Is that okay with you guys?"
"No problem." Joseph and Kenny replied at the same time.
Watching Andy walk out of the gym barefoot, Kenny said with emotion: "The boss's physical fitness is so good, that kind of strength is really enviable."
"hehe,
This is innate strength, something you can't envy. But, have you noticed that the boss has excessive energy but no good way to vent it?" Joseph said as he packed up the fitness equipment.
"Haha, so that's why you suggested that the boss go to the boxing club? I admit that the boss has amazing strength, but his fighting skills are just a beginner. Don't let the boss suffer in the club. Besides, the best way to vent is to find a woman. I really don't know what the boss is thinking. At this age, doesn't he like nightclubs and parties the most?" Kenny showed a lewd smile and winked at Joseph.
"Isn't this good? It will be easier for us to do our protection work if we don't go to places with complicated environments. Besides, judging from the boss's past experience, maybe the current situation is just a dormant period, and we may need to increase security personnel in the future." Joseph thought of the photos in those tabloids. The boss now is not a good kid, and he will be busy in the future.
Andy, who was sitting in the restaurant enjoying breakfast after taking a shower, didn't know what his two bodyguards were discussing behind the scenes. But even if he knew, he could only smile bitterly. He certainly knew that his strong body brought terrifying power and very strong sexual desire. He also knew that the best way to vent was to pick up women and have sex with them.
However, ever since he traveled through time and inherited that skinny body, he has been focusing on exercising and improving his physical fitness. As for women, he only had a vague affair with a hot girl after a hangover. In his previous life, he was an IT otaku who loved the two-dimensional world. Apart from going home to have sex with his girlfriend, he had never had another woman. He had never been to a nightclub or anything like that, and he didn't even dare to think about parties. He hated pure otaku the most.
How could it be possible that the traditional education and lifestyle of more than 30 years was suddenly transformed into a corrupt Western lifestyle? He was actively learning and adapting to the current changes. The American practice of having promiscuous affairs before marriage and having sex before deciding to fall in love simply made him speechless.
You don't understand the pain of an innocent old man!
Andy took a big bite of the toast in his hand, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"No, damn it, look at those who traveled through time. They're all humanoid self-propelled seed-spreading machines. They jerk their bodies and make beautiful women lick their asses with just a flick of their fingers. They travel the world with a stick on their waist. They fuck historical beauties, celebrities, female elves, and female orcs until they're incontinent! Damn it, I have to be strong too. What's the point of having a thick face? Am I going to live a miserable life? Why would I use cheat codes to make money? Anyway, this body is a scumbag!"
Andy gritted his teeth and swallowed the toast. Damn it, even that fat guy Carl was partying every night, so why did he have to live such a miserable life?
Walking to the French window in the living room and lifting a corner of the curtain, I saw five or six cars with high-powered cameras parked outside the villa. I couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Damn, these paparazzi are really desperate. They're waiting in such hot weather. It seems that I can't go to those messy nightclubs. I should ask that fat guy if there are any parties I can attend!"
"Hello, it's me. What time is it? Why haven't you gotten up for work yet?" Andy knew that Carl hadn't gotten up yet because of his hoarse voice and lazy words.
"Haha, it's because I had too much fun last night and went to bed a little late. Does the boss have any instructions?" Carl said as he propped up his fat body and leaned against the head of the bed. Looking at the plump body sleeping next to him, his big hands couldn't help but hold the snow-white fullness and play with it, revealing an obscene and satisfied smile.
Andy was so envious and jealous. This fat guy was so cool and carefree. He asked angrily, "Is there any fun party tonight? I'm so bored at home."
"Haha, it seems that little Andy, you are already horny and thirsty! Haha, yes, there are parties every day. This is Hollywood, especially your request, Andy, it must be there!" Carl laughed and teased, unconsciously increasing the strength of his hands. The plumpness in his palms was kneaded into various shapes. The sleeping woman was awakened by the pain from her chest. She patted the evil fat hand and said coquettishly. When she was about to speak, she saw Carl put his hand in front of his mouth, indicating silence. The beauty rolled her eyes at him and wanted to turn her back and continue sleeping.
The woman's coquettish voice on the phone made Andy even more jealous and resentful of Karl. He snorted coldly, "Hmph, don't you see what my body was like before? I can go to see God at any time!"
"Ahem, I'm sorry Andy. If I had..." Carl thought of Andy's skinny appearance before, and blamed himself very uncomfortably.
"Okay, okay, I'm not blaming you. It's a deal. Come pick me up when the time comes." Andy interrupted Carl's self-blame and hung up the phone in a bad mood.
"Hey, I... You hung up on me again, damn it!" Hearing the busy tone on the receiver, Carl helplessly threw the phone aside, sighed softly, and muttered softly, "I must make sure he has fun tonight. Writing three novels in the past few months is exhausting!"
He turned around and looked at the naked beauty with her back to him. He slapped her snow-white buttocks with his fat hands, and said to the blonde with a lewd smile, "Baby, give Daddy Carl a good morning bite!"
After saying that, he regardless of anything, pressed the woman's head down with his hands. The moist and soft feeling made him feel very comfortable.
Gently stroking the undulating golden hair, Karl said, "There's a party tonight. Bring all the beauties in your circle. I'll introduce you to my big boss. Remember, find some clean and high-quality ones."
The woman who was eating the big lollipop had a glint in her eyes. She raised her head, brushed her loose blonde hair, gave Karl a charming look and said, "Bah, how many young models are clean? But I will choose them carefully. Thank you, dear."
The corners of Carl's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile. He gently patted the woman's head, then closed his eyes and waited for the woman to kneel down and lick him.
"Hiss... It's so fucking deep!"
Carl, feeling extremely comfortable, pressed the woman's head hard, listening to her painful whimpers without any pity.