In the next two days, I spent almost all my time studying the puppet except for burning water and chopping firewood every day, cleaning and continuing to work as a serviceman!

I spent almost all my time every day looking at a wooden man, seeing the feet from the head, seeing the head from the feet, and then reciting them one by one.

It must be remembered to the heart!

I remember this requirement firmly.

In fact, it is not difficult to recite something, but it is not so easy to memorize it in my heart! His requirement is that when you engage in action with someone, you don’t need to think deliberately in your heart. These things must come to my heart like conditioned reflexes!

To turn these things and techniques into a part of my mind! It’s like opening your mouth to eat, just like breathing, the natural habits of the human body!!

It is not easy to achieve this level!

I recited it for two days and thought I had already recited it, but after he checked it a little, I was immediately miserable.

His inspection process was very simple. I stood beside the wooden man, and he was playing with a dagger while talking about any part in his mouth. Then I had to find everything about this part in a second!

I only insisted on talking about seven or eight parts, and the speed was obviously unable to keep up.

Conditioned reflex!

But how difficult it is to achieve these four words!!

Just as he talked about the eighth part, I thought for a moment and immediately heard a brush!

A white light shot over and snatched it!!

The dagger was inserted into the wooden man, which happened to be the part he asked me just now! It was not bad at all!

"I know you have memorized it...but you can't turn it into your condition to launch! I ask you, can you stop and think when you fight with someone? Will your opponent give you this time?! What I ask is that you save the process of 'thinking'! When can you do this? You are qualified!"

...

I spent another two days, and this time I was holding the wooden man together almost day and night. I almost put it next to me when I was sleeping, and even dreamed that it seemed as if I was watching a wooden man with words written on it around me.

Moreover, even when I looked at them during the day, my eyes fell on them, and the first reaction in my mind was that I couldn't help but think about where this part was, what is the weakness, where is the vital point, and what effect will it have after the attack...

In the past two days, my eyes looked like a bloodthirsty wolf!

Two days later, I finally passed the assessment.

"Now I can teach you something new."

By the way, I finally knew the names of these two weirdos. This smiling man is nicknamed Lao Mao. And that cold guy is called Lao Kong.

This is obviously a nickname.

"There are many tools to kill people." After I passed the assessment, the old cat's expression became a little more satisfied: "The tools for humans to kill people are varied, and war is the best stage to reflect all this. From cold weapons to hot weapons, it is actually an improvement of human killing skills. Of course, if conditions permit, give you enough guns, you can kill a knife, give you a knife, and you can kill a bare-handed person. But the problem is that the situation is changing, and we cannot always get a handy murder tool when we need it! Moreover, sometimes, in some occasions, in some cases, some traditional murder tools cannot be carried with you."

I understand what the old cat means, and what he means is. In many places, you can't get in with a gun and a knife.

"For example, if you want to kill the object, where he is, there is a strict security guard, and it is impossible to get you to bring a gun to him. At this time, you need to quickly find the best tool and cooperate with the most effective way to kill the opponent!"

His tone was very cold, a complete coldness!

It seems that the word "kill" is like "eating" or "sleeping".

In the days that followed, the old cat showed me countless kinds of killing techniques! There were a variety of species that made me almost dazzled!

It seemed that anything could quickly turn into a murder tool when it came to his hands!

Rope, chopsticks, a book, a chair, a spoon, a toothbrush... Even a toothpick is enough to kill someone in his hands!

"You can't finish learning what I teach you for a while. I can only teach you a rough idea. For details, when you have the chance in the future, you can explore it yourself. You can learn the things I show first, but this kind of thing is not a back-rest, but a practical application! When you arrive in a strange occasion, you can immediately find at least three or five kinds of killing tools from various things around you, then you are qualified... barely qualified."

Then he looked at me and smiled, "The last sentence I want to give you is: Anything can be turned into a tool for murder, remember this."

I know that what the old cat taught me will end here.

These days, I have gradually felt that his identity is extraordinary! Because although there are laughter on his face, that kind of smile makes people feel very cold!

His eyes were full of indifference, which was indifference to life! Not only the lives of others, but also his own lives!

"Old cat...my last question." I couldn't help saying, "How many people have you... killed?"

"..." He glanced at me and said coldly: "I can't remember."

The next morning, the one who called me to get up was not Lao Mao, but Lao Kong!

This is something that makes me very depressed.

Every morning I was woken up by them! No matter how alert I was, they could stand by my side quietly and then wake up in a cold sweat.

No matter how much I prepare, they always have a way to come to me quietly and not let me notice it!

Unless I keep my eyes open all night and don’t sleep!

But after a long time, I got used to it. In the words of old cats, I think I can find their quiet approaching. At least I will have to learn for a few more years.

Obviously, they are all lurking masters!

That morning, I saw that it was Lao Kong, not Lao Mao, who woke me up. I knew in my heart that the old Mao’s course was over!

Lao Kong is a person who doesn’t like to talk. He always has a cold face and often a short sentence pops up in half a day.

Fortunately, this is not the first time I have dealt with people with this personality.

When I was in China, I was already trained by wood and strong.

That day, Lao Kong took me to the back of the farm. I saw that the wooden man I was holding the researcher in the past two days had already been placed in the distance, standing upright.

Then Lao Kong came over with a travel bag, which was the one he came with when he came.

Bang!

He threw the bag on the ground and unzipped the zipper and I was stunned immediately!

gun!

All are guns!

Long spear, short spear, large caliber, small caliber... Slowly, a large travel bag, all of them are guns!!

There is nothing to say about the process of learning guns. This is a very boring process, very boring!

But I at least understand one truth.

There is actually a big difference between people who know how to use guns and people who don’t know how to use guns!

Don’t think that those shots on TV can’t use guns. They can shoot people with guns... that’s impossible!

First of all, guns have recoil!

Secondly…If anyone who hasn’t experienced it doesn’t understand…

If you give a gun to someone who has never used a gun and ask him to shoot a cow at a distance of five meters... Then I tell you, at least half of the ten people will miss it!!

It took me a month to learn guns!

In the first week, Lao Kong only asked me to hold an empty gun and not allow me to fire bullets. He first asked me to practice the posture of holding the gun and aiming.

He then allowed me to shoot live, and I practiced for a month...

Lao Kong's face always had a toothache expression. I could clearly feel that he was not satisfied with me.

Very dissatisfied!!

He is a guy with a perverted shooting skills! When I saw him betting with Lao Mao, he threw the empty cans on the ground into the sky in one breath! More than a dozen cans were shot away by him when they were not on the ground!

The marksmanship is not something that can be practiced in a short period of time. In this month, I can only be familiar with some firearms, and at the same time...

According to Lao Kong, "At least you are a person who knows how to use guns. You are much better than ordinary people and far worse than professional soldiers, but you will not suffer any losses when you work with the police."

This is his evaluation.

Eighth Master’s men come every other week.

Fortunately, he came regularly and gave us some food so that we would not eat only canned fish for more than a month. Moreover, he would also bring some bullets here. Because I consumed a lot when I was practicing guns!

Two months!

I lived with them on the farm for two months!

One day two months later, the eighth master came down this time and did not send any supplies. I understand that it was probably time to break up!

Sure enough, Bayedi's subordinates came to the ground this time, and I don't know the driver of the other car, but it seems that they are also locals in Bayedi's repair yard.

Lao Kong and Lao Mao broke up with me directly here. They seemed to be taking a bus to the dock and boarding the boat, and then leaving Canada.

I heard Lao Mao say something unintentionally, as if I said that they have retired and will not come back after leaving Canada this time.

They have done too much and now they have decided to wash their hands and find a quiet place to retire.

Before leaving, the old cat patted my shoulder and whispered to me.

His tone was unprecedentedly solemn!

"Xiao Wu, live well! Don't die too early!"

His tone is very serious! Not a joke!

Then he took out a dagger and stuffed it to me. It was a military dagger with serrated teeth and a blood groove on it, which was very delicate! I know that this dagger belongs to Lao Kong, and he likes to hold it in his hands and play with it when he has nothing to do.

"This is given to you by Lao Kong. Don't look at his cold guy, he actually likes you very much." Lao Mao smiled.

I was a little moved, but I forced a smile and said to him, "Then...what are you giving me?"

The old cat showed a cunning smile on his face: "I... well, okay, that's it... haven't you always begged us for the same thing? I promise you that if one day in the future, and the three of us will meet again, and all three of us are still alive... I will allow you to do that!"

My heart trembled! I couldn't help but look at the old cat deeply.

Then the two of them got into the car first and left quickly. They did not look back or wave, but I kept standing there, watching their car go away until they could not see it.

The thing that Lao Mao promised me was... Actually, I kept asking them to call them Master!

These are... two very good old guys!
Chapter completed!