Can't you see it
Your old eyes are almost hanging on my neck.
Maud complained a few words in her mind, and then acted like she was all ears.
Thor looked at Maud and asked, "Do you want to learn how to shoot with me?"
"ah?"
Maud was taken aback, not expecting Thor to suddenly talk about this.
For a moment, I didn't know how to answer.
He knew that Thor was definitely not an ordinary person. After all, he was familiar with Shanks and was even honored by Jesus.
Then, his attainments in spear skills must be extraordinary.
However, under the baptism of the characters in the original work, Maude actually prefers swords or physical skills to using guns.
Under this understanding, Moder only regarded guns as a transitional thing in the early stage. After his physical condition improved to a certain extent, he would consider developing into physical skills or swordsmanship.
That's why he didn't rush to write the second requirement in the hunter's notebook, and the three blank requirement slots left intentionally were for future preparation.
Seeing Maud's delay in answering, Thor didn't mind and waited patiently for the result.
He really couldn't think of any reason for Maud to refuse.
After a moment, Maude said cautiously: "Actually, I would rather learn to use a knife. Are you always good at using a knife?"
“…”
Thor's eyelids twitched, as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot. He stood up on the chair and shouted without conscience: "You want to learn to use a sword? Can that kind of garbage be compared with a gun?"
Seeing Thor's reaction, Maud closed her mouth.
He had heard from Sunny that Sol planned to buy the sharp knife, one of the fifty pieces of property, at the auction at the end of the month.
This made him think that Sol would also be an accomplished knife user.
But now it seems that there is something else hidden.
"I'm telling you, if you learn to use a sword, you will die quickly, but if you learn to use a gun, it's different. You can set up a gun at a distance to injure people, and you can retreat in time when the situation is bad. But if you use a sword, can you have this advantage? ?”
"In short, you boy is born to play with guns. Stop thinking about learning swordsmanship and other things. Just follow me and learn guns honestly. Do you understand?"
Sol persuaded with earnest words.
I thought that Maud would be grateful for the offer, but instead it turned out that he was begging Maud to come back.
If he hadn't seen that Maude was born with a gun sense and the aptitude to learn the domineering power of seeing and hearing, how could he talk so much nonsense.
Just like our store's business principles, if you love to learn or don't learn, get out.
However, what Thor didn't know was that what he thought was his natural gun sense was just the marksmanship that Mod had mastered in the Hunter World. As for the ability to see, hear, and see, it was also related to an ability called [Heart Drop Fist Listening].
That afternoon, the reason why Maud was able to avoid Arthur's reaching hand was because of her ability of [Heartdrop Fist Listening].
Although the ability of [Heart Drop Boxing Listening] is divided into stages, its characteristics can generally be classified as early insight.
Otherwise, given Maudna's situation at the time, even if she was prepared, she would not be able to avoid Arthur's hand.
Thor was present at the time, and based on this, he concluded that Mod had the qualifications to acquire the Haki of knowledge and knowledge, and as a sniper, the Haki of knowledge and color was a mandatory condition for entering the threshold of the strong.
If one does not possess the aptitude for the domineering power of seeing, hearing, and color, then even if one spends a lifetime improving his marksmanship, in the end he will only be able to stop at the threshold of the strong.
As for gun sense, although it is not as important as seeing, hearing, and domineering, it is also a necessary condition for becoming a top sniper.
Just like some people who have a natural sense of gunfire, they can hit the target by relying on their innate sense without having ever been exposed to firearms or artillery.
This is what a gun feels like.
And for those who have a natural sense of gun, as long as they follow the right path, their future achievements will be extraordinary.
"I understand, I understand!"
Although Maude didn't know why Thor suddenly wanted to accept him as his disciple, but in this situation, he didn't dare to say a word, except to nod.
Mainly because he had second thoughts and felt that learning gun skills from Thor would not affect his future career in physical arts and sword use.
Anyway, he won't waste a demand grid on spear skills.
The most important thing is that he can hold Sol's thigh tightly, so why not do it.
Seeing that Maud finally agreed, Thor finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Um
Why should I breathe a sigh of relief
Sol's lips trembled slightly.
With his identity and qualifications as an old pirate, even if he ran to the red-haired ship, as long as he shouted to impart experience or something, a bunch of juniors would definitely come over to him.
But now, he wants to admit Maude, but he is still afraid that Maude will refuse.
"Forget it, for the sake of your qualifications, I admit it."
Thor thought silently.
He was really worried that Mod would take the swordsman route.
In his opinion, that was a complete waste of qualifications.
If Thor knew Maud's true thoughts, I'm afraid it would be more than just flipping the table.
"Okay, go ahead and do what you have to do."
Thor glared at Maud.
Without saying a word, Maud ran away with a bucket and mop.
Watching Maud leave, Thor thought of the people who came to Maud during the day.
"Dare to touch my people?"
Thor's eyes flashed, and he showed signs of protecting the calf.
He walked to the third shelf dedicated to second-hand goods and randomly pulled out a flintlock pistol that was still in good condition.
After seeing the qualifications shown by Maude last night, Thor's view of Maude has fundamentally changed.
And now that the relationship has been established, how can some young people threaten Maud.
... ... .
At night.
A lead bullet flew thousands of meters away and accurately hit Raglan, who was gathering intelligence among the crowd in the tavern.
Kill with one shot.
There was a commotion in the tavern.
The pirate Raglan, whose bounty was as high as 19 million beli, died like this.
Chapter 20: Killing the guy late at night
Dead people are a very normal phenomenon in Mad Hatter Town and happen almost every day.
But Raglan's death was anything but normal.
The reason is that at the time of the incident, no one heard obvious gunfire within a hundred meters.
But even more chilling than the sound of the gunshot was the lead bullet that struck Raglan after penetrating the wooden wall.
Regardless of the force, this meant that it was not as if the person who fired the gun was aiming at Raglan, but more like someone fired at random.
Raglan then became the unluckiest man in the room.
At that time, the other pirates around Raglan broke out in a cold sweat after figuring out the "facts".
With lingering fears, they cursed several times, and after a few minutes, they continued drinking and chatting like normal people.
The night passed.
Laneway bar.
After learning about this, Wolf Rat was sitting in front of the bar.
He looked at the dull-looking bartender in front of him and lamented: "Tatamu, I'm finished. Before I die, I want you to inherit my property so as not to waste the hard-earned money."
Tatamu, who was as tall and strong as a bear, wiped the cup like a robot. He paused after hearing this, and then continued to wipe the cup as if nothing happened.
Seeing that Tatamu had no reaction, Wolf Rat said with gloomy eyes, "I'm not kidding, that damn Raglan wants to die and drags me to be buried with you!"
Tatamu continued to wipe the cup silently, but his eyes were already fixed on the wolf rat.
He realized that Wolf Rat really wasn't kidding.
"It's not an accident?"
Tatamu spoke, but his voice was like the cry of an oriole. It was clearly a girl-like voice, which was incompatible with his bear-like figure.
And he was asking about the shot that killed Raglan.
"no."
Wolf Rat has long been accustomed to Tatamu's discordant voice.
He stared down at the wine, his tone full of obvious timidity.
"I'm pretty sure that bullet was aimed at Raglan."
“…”
A trace of horror immediately flashed in Tatamu's eyes.
The wolf rat sighed: "There is a bullet that can be aimed at your head at any time and is ready to take your life. Can you imagine that situation? Maybe I will be shot in the head when I walk out the door now."
"Condolences."
Tatamu spoke concisely and concisely.
"well."
The more the wolf mouse thought about it, the more desperate he became.
"The only thing I can't let go of now is the money I haven't had time to spend. After deducting the storage fee, the remaining money should be able to buy a few bottles of good wine. After thinking about it, I'll leave it to you, Tata. Wood."
"No need, it's too little."
Tatamu put down his glass, poured half a glass of wine for himself, and then raised his glass to toast the wolf rat.
"Go well."
After offering his congratulations, Tatamu drank it all in one gulp.
The wolf rat nodded and silently drank the wine in the glass.
"The way to eliminate fear is to face it. Farewell, Tatamu!"
Putting down his glass, Wolf Rat suddenly stood up and headed towards the bar door with a tragic look on his face.
He opened the door and walked out.
A few seconds later.
boom-
A gunshot suddenly came from across the street.
"Fuck!"
The voice of the wolf rat turned into words of horror suitable for any world, and was clearly transmitted into the bar.
Tatamu's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to look at the empty door, lowered his head slightly, and mourned for the wolf rat.
After a while.
The slightly maniacal laughter of the wolf rat echoed in the alleyway.
"Haha, haha... I'm not dead, I'm not dead! Haha...!"
Inside the bar.
Listening to the wolf rat's laughter that sounded like it was about to end a disaster, the corners of Tatamu's eyes twitched.
He looked down at the wine glass, and then at the collection of fine wine beside him.