In the next two days, apart from continuing to boil water and chop firewood every day, clean up at the same time, and continue to do my work as an orderly, I spent almost all of the rest of the time studying that puppet!
Like a lunatic, I spend almost all of my time every day looking at a wooden man. From the head to the feet, from the feet to the head, and then recite them one by one.
You must take it to heart!
I firmly remember this requirement.
In fact, it is not difficult to recite something, but it is not so easy to recite it in your heart! His requirement is that when you fight with people, you don't need to think deliberately in your heart, these things must surface in your mind like a conditioned reflex!
I want to make these things, these skills, all part of my mind! It's like opening your mouth to eat, just like the natural habit of the human body like breathing! !
To achieve this level, it is not easy!
I recited it for two days, thinking that I had finished memorizing it, but he checked it a little bit, and I was miserable immediately.
His inspection process is very simple, I stand next to the wooden man, he is holding a dagger while playing, and at the same time he said any part in his mouth at will, and then I have to find the person who said this part at the same time within a second. everything!
I only insisted on talking about seven or eight parts, and the speed obviously couldn't keep up.
Conditioned reflex!
But how difficult it is to achieve these four words! !
Just as he was talking about the eighth part, I thought about it for a second, and immediately heard a brushing sound!
A white light shot over, snatch! !
The dagger stuck into the wooden man's body, exactly where he asked me just now! Not bad!
"I know you have memorized it...but you can't turn it into your conditional launch! I ask you, when you fight with someone, can you stop and think? Will the opponent give you this time?! I ask The most important thing is that you save the process of 'thinking'! When you can do this, you will be considered qualified!"
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I spent another two days, and this time I hugged the wooden man together almost day and night. I almost put it next to me when I slept, and even dreamed as if I was looking at a wooden man. The wooden man with words written all over it turned around around me.
Moreover, even when I looked at the two of them during the day, my eyes fell on them, and the first reaction in my mind was to think, where is this part, what is the weakness, where is the key point, after the blow what effect...
These two days, my eyes are like a bloodthirsty wolf!
After two days, I finally passed the test.
"Now I can teach you something new."
By the way, I finally learned the names of these two weirdos. This smiling man is nicknamed Lao Mao. And that cruel guy is called Lao Kong.
This is obviously a nickname.
"There are many tools for killing." After I passed the assessment, the old cat's expression became a little more satisfied: "Humans have all kinds of tools for killing, and war is the best stage for all these, from cold weapons to hot weapons, In fact, it is the improvement of human killing skills. Of course, if conditions permit, if you are given enough guns, you can kill a man with a knife, and if you are given a knife, you can kill an empty-handed man. But the problem is, Circumstances are changeable, we cannot always have the killing tool at hand when we need it! Moreover, sometimes, on some occasions, under some circumstances, some traditional killing tools simply cannot be carried on the body. "
I understand what the old cat means. He means that in many places, you can't go in with guns and knives.
"For example, the person you want to kill, where he is, has strict security. It is impossible for you to approach him with a gun. At this time, you need to quickly find the best tool and cooperate with the most effective method to kill him. Dead opponent!"
His tone was very cold, a complete coldness!
It seemed that the word "killing" was like "eating" or "sleeping" to him.
In the days that followed, the old cat showed me countless killing techniques! There are so many types that I can hardly keep track of them!
It was as if anything could quickly become a killing tool in his hands!
A 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 the things I teach you in a short period of time. I can only teach you a general idea and specific details. When you have a chance in the future, you can explore it yourself. You can learn the things I showed you first. But this kind of thing is not a back-to-back, but a flexible use! Whenever you go to a strange place, you can immediately find at least three or five kinds of killing tools from various things around you, then you are considered qualified... Barely qualified."
Then he looked at me and said with a smile: "The last sentence I want to send you is: Anything can be turned into a tool for killing, you should remember this."
I know that what the old cat taught me is over.
These days, I have gradually felt that he is absolutely extraordinary! Because although there is a smile on his face, but that kind of smile makes people feel very cold!
His eyes are full of indifference, which is indifference to life! Not just the lives of others, but also his own life!
"Old cat... My last question." I couldn't help but said, "How many people have you killed?"
"..." He glanced at me and said coldly, "I can't remember."
The next morning, it was not the old cat who woke me up, but the old Kong!
This is something that frustrates me.
I am woken up by them every morning! No matter how alert I am, they can quietly stand beside me and make me wake up in a cold sweat.
No matter how prepared I am, they will always find a way to quietly come to me without me noticing!
Unless I stay up all night with my eyes open!
But as time went on, I got used to it. In the words of the old cat, I think it takes at least a few years to learn to detect their approaching quietly.
Obviously, they are all hidden masters!
This morning, it was Lao Kong and not Lao Mao who woke me up. I knew in my heart that Lao Mao's course was over!
Lao Kong is a quiet person, he always has a cold face, and it often takes a long time to utter a short sentence.
Fortunately, this is not the first time I have dealt with people of this character.
When I was in China, I had already been tempered by wood to be very strong.
On this day, Lao Kong took me to the back of the farm. I saw that the wooden man I was holding and researching these two days had been placed in the distance, where it was standing upright.
Then Lao Kong came over with a travel bag, which was exactly the bag he was carrying when he came.
boom!
He dropped the bag on the ground and unzipped it, and I froze instantly!
gun!
It's all guns!
Long guns, short guns, large caliber, small caliber... Slowly a big travel bag, full of guns! !
There is nothing to say about the process of learning a gun. This is a very boring process, very boring!
But at least I understand one truth.
There is actually a big difference between a person who can use a gun and a person who can't use a gun!
Don't think that people who don't know how to use guns on TV can shoot people with a gun... that's impossible!
First of all, guns have recoil!
Second... people who haven't experienced it won't understand...
If you give a person who has never used a gun a gun and let him shoot a cow at a distance of five meters... Then I tell you, at least half of ten people will miss it! !
It took me a month to learn the gun!
In the first week, Lao Kong only let me hold an empty gun, and didn't allow me to fire bullets. First, he asked me to practice the posture of holding the gun and the posture of aiming.
Then he allowed me to shoot with live ammunition, and I practiced for a month...
Lao Kong always had a toothache expression on his face. I can clearly feel that he is not satisfied with me.
Very dissatisfied! !
He's an insanely good marksman! I saw him throwing the empty cans on the ground to the sky in one breath when he was betting with the old cat! A dozen cans were shot by him before they hit the ground!
Spearmanship cannot be mastered in a short period of time. Over the past month, I can only be considered familiar with some firearms. At the same time...
According to Lao Kong’s words, “At least you can be regarded as a person who can use a gun. You are much better than ordinary people and far worse than professional soldiers. But if you work with the police, you will not suffer.”
This is his assessment.
Eighth Master's men come here every other week.
Fortunately, he came here regularly and brought us some food, so that we would not only eat canned fish for more than a month. Moreover, he will bring some bullets. Because when I practice guns, I consume a lot of energy!
two months!
I lived with them on the farm for two months!
One day two months later, this time, Eighth Master's men came down and did not send any more supplies. I understand that it is probably time to break up!
Sure enough, Ba Ye's subordinates came this time with two cars. I don't know the driver of the other car, but it seems to be someone from Ba Ye's garage.
Lao Kong and Lao Mao broke up with me directly here. They appeared to be traveling by car to the pier to board a ship before departing Canada.
I heard the old cat and I said a word unintentionally, as if they said that they retired, left Canada this time, and will not come back again.
They've done too much and now they've decided to wash their hands and find a quiet place to retire.
Before leaving, the old cat patted my shoulder and said something to me in a low voice.
His tone was unprecedentedly solemn!
"Xiao Wu, live well! Don't die too early!"
His tone is serious! Not kidding!
Then he took out a dagger and handed it to me. This is a military dagger with serrations and blood grooves on it, very delicate! I know that this dagger belongs to Lao Kong, and he likes to play with it when he is free.
"This is given to you by Lao Kong. Don't look at him as a cold guy, he actually likes you very much." The old cat smiled.
I was a little moved, but forced a smile and said to him: "Then... what did you give me?"
There was a sly smile on the old cat's face: "I... um, well, how about it... Isn't that what you have been begging us for all the time? I promise you, if in the future, one day in the future, the three of us can meet again , and if the three of us are still alive... I will allow you to do that!"
My heart trembled! Can't help but take a deep look at the old cat.
Then the two of them got into the car first and left soon. They didn't look back or wave, but I just stood there and watched their car go away until I couldn't see it.
The thing that the old cat promised me is... In fact, I have been asking them to let me call them Master!
This is... two good old guys!