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Zhang Feng finally understood that being kicked out of 01 would undoubtedly be a great shame and humiliation. Everyone trained voluntarily in order to stay in 01.
Hua Yao sent him to the door of the old beggar's room and left on the grounds that there was still a wine shop.
Knock on the door.
"Come in when you're here."
Hearing the old beggar's voice coming from the door, Zhang Feng couldn't hide his excitement. Of course, if this old beggar hadn't taught him the knife in his mouth, he might have starved to death on the street.
When he opened the door and walked in, he saw that the old beggar was still the same as before, unkempt and wearing dirty clothes.
Sitting on the chair, one foot is raised on it, one hand is picking the foot, and the other hand is grabbing the cooked food in the plastic bag on the table, taking two sips of beer from time to time, showing a bohemian and free-spirited attitude.
"Old beggar..." Zhang Feng felt that his eyes were a little red.
The old beggar grabbed a chicken drumstick from the plastic bag with his greasy hands, threw it towards Zhang Feng, and cursed with a smile: "I'm not dead yet, so don't mourn me."
After taking the chicken leg, he tore a big mouthful of meat and swallowed it in his stomach. Zhang Feng raised his head slightly and said, "Hey, when will I mourn for you? Mad, I'm not ready to put mourning on you yet." If you are going to die, tell me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared."
As he said that, he walked over and sat across from the old beggar. He picked up the beer on the table, bit off the bottle cap with his teeth and poured it into his stomach. He laughed and cursed: "Old beggar, you are a bit ungrateful. You were so awesome back then. The spicy food I brought here is so delicious, I have to eat it on the street every day."
"Get out of here, I've always had one meal but not another. It's all your fault. By the way, how do you practice what I taught you?" asked the old beggar.
Nodding, Zhang Feng said: "I can do whatever you ask for now." As he said that, he flicked his wrist, and the knife in his mouth appeared between his fingers. As soon as his fingers were misplaced, the knife in his mouth, as thin as a cicada's wings, was divided into four. Swirling and dancing between the fingers.
The old beggar nodded affirmatively and said: "Okay. I have mastered the skills on my hands, but I still haven't mastered the human heart." As he said that, his greasy hands
He slapped Zhang Feng on the head and cursed: "I really don't understand how the child who dared to fight three or four big and thick men with a butcher's knife in the past has become like you, who is so helpless in doing things." What does it look like?”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng jumped up and said with a grin: "Made, old beggar, I don't agree with what you said. When did I have my hands tied. Besides, it's different now. Of course, if I didn't work hard, I wouldn't be here." The money is used to buy medicine for my mother, but now I will starve to death..."
"How are you now?" The old beggar threw the bones in his hands on the table, put away the cynical expression on his face, and said solemnly: "Xiao Feng, let me tell you. The enemy you will face may come at any time with whatever you want. I will kill you in every conceivable or unexpected way. It's a matter of life and death. If you don't completely let go of your hands and feet, you will be the one who dies. You are not ready to show me mourning. I don't want a man with white hair to give me black hair. people."
Zhang Feng did not refute. He knew that the old beggar was speaking for his own good. He nodded and said, "I understand, old man."
"You know shit." The old beggar cursed and said: "I'm not just talking about the battlefield, but also other places. If someone is a bitch, don't give him any face. People are so bitch that you can put your face to it. It's your fault if you don't fight or trample in front of you! What's wrong with your arrogance? There's a background behind them, and there's an old beggar behind you, what's wrong with you?"
"Made, if you had spoken to me earlier to give me reassurance, then what would I be afraid of?" Zhang Feng muttered and cursed.
"Cao Nima, who did you learn to speak all dirty words from? You can't be civilized. By the way, if you have the opportunity to get closer to your senior sister, she is also a miserable person." The old beggar said.
Zhang Feng thought to himself: "Didn't you teach me all the dirty words?"
When he heard that he was being approached by his senior sister, his head shook like a pendulum, "Chen Wanru? Old beggar, please stop making trouble. You poisoned me to death when we first met. I'd better stay away from her." ”
"Go, go, go, do whatever I ask you to do. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and get out of here. It's affecting my ability to eat." The old beggar waved his hands impatiently.
Zhang Feng said with a grinning expression: "Then I'm leaving, by the way, old beggar
, come find me again sometime, let’s have a good drink together. "
"Get lost."
After Zhang Feng walked out of the room, office staff came over immediately and took him to apply for his identity information, a fifteen-digit identity code, and at the same time, he recorded ten fingerprints and irises.
At the same time, there was a confidentiality agreement of more than 100,000 words for him to read carefully and sign.
The last watch was handed to Zhang Feng and said: "This is the standard watch of 01, and it is also a liaison device. When there is a mission, I will contact you through the watch. The pointer on the side of the watch can be pulled out, and it carries neurotoxins that penetrate into the human body. It can cause brain death within seconds. Pressing the other button for a long time can send a help signal, which can be received by other nearby 01 soldiers to provide assistance and rescue."
Zhang Feng nodded and put the watch on his left wrist. Not only can the pointer kill the enemy, but it can also be used to commit suicide at critical moments, just like the glory bomb.
After finishing all the things, Zhang Feng walked out of the underground building, walked out of the five-star hotel, and stood at the door of the hotel, but he didn't know where to go for a while.
Although Kyoto is huge, it seems like there is no place that truly belongs to itself.
After thinking about it, I took a taxi and told the driver an address.
The car stopped at the entrance of the community, Zhang Feng stepped in, walked to the door of 1202, and knocked on the door, but no one responded. Zhuo Zhaoyun must not be at home or no longer lives here.
He took out the knife in his mouth and pried open the door lock, then walked in with a slight smile on his lips.
Various signs in the room indicate that Zhuo Zhaoyun still lives here, but is not at home.
He stuffed his things into the cabinet in his room, walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw that it was filled with a lot of ingredients.
Light the fire, boil water, cook yourself a bowl of steaming noodles, and add two poached eggs.
The steaming soup is topped with oil flowers and green vegetables, and the aroma is overflowing.
After eating, Zhang Feng sat on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, and watched TV.
In the evening, the door was opened from the outside, and Zhuo Zhaoyun walked in. She was startled when she saw Zhang Feng sitting on the sofa, and the Kun Bao in his hand fell to the floor with a bang.