"Learn the knife?"
Hearing Shao Zifeng's words, Tan Yingwei's eyes narrowed slightly: "Who asked you to come?"
"Li Tian asked."
Tan Yingwei's hand holding the towel paused, he looked at Shao Zifeng seriously again, and after a while he said slowly, "Come with me."
"Let's fight, I have something to do." Tan Yingwei said hello to his companions, and after a while, there was another bang bang in the ring.
Following behind Tan Yingwei, they came to the innermost room of the training ground.
The moment the door was opened, a stench of sweat mixed with the stale smell hit his face.
Shao Zifeng stretched out his head and glanced, and saw that all kinds of outdated training equipment were piled up in this small room, and there was a pile of dusty training uniforms in the corner.
Tan Yingwei walked in without hesitation, lowered his head and rummaged inside: "By the way, what kind of knife do you want to learn?"
"Come on, the sooner the better."
Tan Yingwei raised his head and glanced at him in surprise: "Don't want to learn the killing knife?"
Shao Zifeng thought for a while and then shook his head firmly: "Don't learn."
The main force in the battle is Qiuqiu and them, so whether it is 'Tiang Feng' or 'Whale Horn', they are all life-saving cards, and he really doesn't necessarily need a killer knife.
"That's fine." Tan Yingwei nodded cheerfully, then took out a wide-topped and narrowed machete from the junk pile, weighed it in his hand and handed it to Shao Zifeng: "If you're practicing a fast knife, just use this. "
Then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, scratched it a few times with his thick fingers, and asked without raising his head, "How long are you going to study, and when do you usually have time for class?"
"About two months, with time all day."
"Yeah." Tan Yingwei nodded, tapped his fingers quickly, raised his head and showed a smile to Shao Zifeng: "The total tuition fee is 38,746. If you pay in full at one time, you will be charged an integer."
"Well. Even if you are 38,888 yuan, is cash still transfer?"
38888
Shao Zifeng's face darkened, what an integer.
Wait, something seems wrong.
Didn't I get introduced by Li Tianwen to learn knives, why do I still have to charge!
no!
How can the deadly friendship between your comrades be corrupted by money!
Thinking of this, in line with the sacred mission of safeguarding the soul of the army, Shao Zifeng said bravely: "That, I am Li Tianwen's introduction."
"I know you were introduced by Li Tianwen." Tan Yingwei looked at him with a strange smile after hearing this: "You don't think we have a good relationship, do you?"
ah this
Shao Zifeng was stunned.
And introduce business to your opponent
Tan Yingwei leaned on the door frame with his arms folded, his biceps bulging high, as if he had thought of some bad experience, he said with a displeased expression: "Stop talking nonsense, don't learn a word."
Shao Zifeng gritted his teeth: "Learn!"
"Zhifubao received 38,888 yuan."
After receiving the money, Tan Yingwei's face was obviously much better.
He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely teach you my whole heart after taking your money."
"Show me a few tricks with this knife first, so that I can make a targeted training plan for you."
"Whatever you want to do?" Shao Zifeng looked a little embarrassed.
"Well, it's better to play a few moves that you are good at." Tan Yingwei gave him an encouraging look: "Don't worry, I promise not to laugh at you."
Shao Zifeng took a deep breath and pulled out the machete from the knife bag. At this moment, his eyes became extremely sharp, like a sword that was about to be unsheathed.
Feeling this momentum, Tan Yingwei's face became serious.
Holding the hilt of the knife in both hands and raising it above his head, Shao Zifeng shouted and chopped down with force, and the machete flashed a cold light.
In the room, Shao Zifeng maintained a downward splitting posture, and Tan Yingwei blinked: "Is it gone?"
"Well." Shao Zifeng stood there calmly with his sword closed, looking like a beautiful man who was left behind and independent.
"That's it?"
Tan Yingwei asked again without giving up, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.
He pinched the stubble of his chin and looked at Shao Zifeng with surprise: "My dear, your swordsmanship has no merit except for flaws, you have gained a lot of insight."
"Tsk tsk, Li Tian asked that guy to recommend you to me because he felt that he couldn't teach him, hey."
After listening to these words, Shao Zifeng's face was a little uneasy: "I just said if I can teach it, I can't teach it to refund the money."
"Can you do it." Tan Yingwei clenched his phone subconsciously, and then said with some embarrassment: "The key is that you have no foundation at all, and you won't learn anything in two months."
"Then I don't care, I just pay to make myself faster, the sooner the better." Shao Zifeng subconsciously shook his wrist while holding the machete.
"Quick." Tan Yingwei frowned and lowered his head to think for a moment, but suddenly his eyes were attracted by the dangling machete: "I have a solution, come with me!"
Following Tan Yingwei to the third floor, Shao Zifeng looked at the kitchen full of oily smoke and asked with a confused expression, "Why did you bring me here."
"Don't talk." Tan Yingwei pointed inward: "Look at that."
Shao Zifeng looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw in the smoky kitchen, a fat chef weighing at least 200 pounds was chopping vegetables. His white chef clothes were covered with yellow oil stains, which looked very unappetizing.
But Shao Zifeng was quickly attracted by the kitchen knife in his hand. In his sight, the fat chef basically did not move, but the sound of duo duo came from the cutting board to prove that he was indeed cutting vegetables.
Boom!
After a while, the fat chef threw it casually, the kitchen knife flipped a few times in the air, the tip of the knife was firmly inserted into the color plate, and then he pushed it with his hand, and the green radish that looked intact suddenly turned into a shredded radish. In the vegetable bowl, a set of movements flowed without a trace of stagnation.
At this time, he picked up the towel hanging around his neck to wipe his sweat, and smiled at Tan Yingwei: "Boss Tan, why do you have time to come to me?"
Tan Yingwei waved his hand and didn't answer. He turned to Shao Zifeng and said, "Hurry up!"
"Quick!" Shao Zifeng nodded.
"Then why don't you go to practice yet?"
Shao Zifeng subconsciously walked to the cutting board and suddenly reacted when he picked up a radish and was about to cut it.
He looked at the radishes on the cutting board, and then at the machete in his hand, his face suddenly darkened: "Why did I spend 38,000 yuan, and then come to learn to cut vegetables?"
"Damn, it doesn't matter what you learn, the key is whether you can learn something." Tan Yingwei pointed to his head: "You can't do anything if you want to learn fast swords, I rely on my own experience to help you find a way, he won't spend the money. Is it worth it?"
Shao Zifeng had a dark face, quietly watching him quibble.
Tan Yingwei was a little guilty when he saw it: "You practice first, and when you master the way to exert your strength, I will teach you something else if it's a big deal."
"you said?"
In fact, Shao Zifeng was also a little eager to try, but he felt it was too hasty.
But to be honest, if you can really reach the speed of a fat chef cutting vegetables, then you can't use the special effect of ice flower to make people into briquettes.
Not long after, there was a bang dong dong sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen.
(PS: The next chapter is about to enter the main storyline.)
(End of this chapter)