"As long as I don't use thermal weapons, no amount of traps will be in vain for me."
And the Trickle Stream Gym, as a martial arts gym, is a great shame for a counterparty to use a thermal weapon.I believe that they have not yet left all their reputation and face behind and are ready to deal with me. ”Wang Yong replied.The Rakshasa woman hesitated, but still insisted on her opinion: "If the person in charge is Yoshio Funakoshi now, I agree with your statement.But now he is just a jealous disciple, he is carried away by hatred, and he can do anything.As a former top assassin, I advise you not to risk your life on the goodness of others.Human nature is ugly and sinister many times. ”"As a former top agent, I'll tell you that I never gambled with my life.However, it is also a science to speculate on the enemy's tactical intentions based on the enemy's psychology.Whether human nature is ugly or not is a philosophical question that does not have any practical meaning in combat.The reason why I made such a judgment was not because I believed in Chongyi's conscience, but because I guessed that Chongyi was not the mastermind at all.After seeing my martial arts, Chongyi should know the gap between him and me, and he will not rashly challenge, even if he challenges, there is no reason to start in less than a day.Moreover, the time he had agreed on was eight o'clock in the morning, a time that was not suitable for killing people at all.To sum up, I think Chongyi is just a pawn, and there is definitely someone with a higher status than him behind him who forced him to come out in the middle of the night to do this kind of thing, regardless of his injuries. ”Wang Yong explained quietly.The Rakshasa listened and stopped talking.She is just a killer, and Wang Yong is a fast catcher.There has always been only a killer who commits the crime, and he is arrested quickly.There is no killer who reversely studies these arrest experiences, and the counter-arrest is fast.Wang Yong's judgment must be more reliable than she imagined.It's just that she doesn't understand that Wang Yong would risk his life for a person who has only known him for half a day.Agent, aren't they all cold-blooded and ruthless and life-sparing" If I hadn't seen your methods, I really suspected that I had met a fake dragon lin.This is not like a big country agent, but like a poor morality among the gangsters of the community. ”Rakshasa sighed.Wang Yong smiled and didn't care.Instead, he walked to the window, looked at the night, and said, "You're right, you did meet a fake dragon lin."
In my career as an agent, I have played countless roles, such as a pawn peddler, a wealthy businessman, a foreign mercenary, and a double agent.Even now, I still have several different identities: a businessman, a scholar, and a master of national arts.And among these identities, the only one that I can't forget and always cherish is the teacher. ”"Teacher, what's so strange about that" Rakshasa didn't understand."
If you don't go to that position, you never know what's special about that position.I've heard a song without paying you my heart and leaving my sorrow to myself; I give you my youth and leave the years to myself; I give my life to you, and leave the loneliness to myself; I pay you the spring and leave the winter to myself" Wang Yong couldn't help but hum softly, in the silent night, like a gentle night breeze gently sweeping through his heart."
For me, being a teacher is a great profession as it is in this song.For all those who are willing to call me a teacher, I want to say a word to them: Thank you for being my student, if I can, I am willing to watch your back for the rest of my life, even if you will not look back" With Wang Yong's words, the atmosphere in the room gradually fell silent.The Rakshasa woman looked at Wang Yong in a daze, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, her lips opened slightly, and she wanted to say something, but she finally gave up.Just let the tears roll in your eyes, and then gently bow in a certain direction.That direction is rumored to be the direction in which the Rakshasa Buddha was born.It's just that the Rakshasa Buddha Lord is imaginary, and the person in the heart of the Rakshasa woman is also imaginary Wang Yong noticed that the Rakshasa woman behind him was not in the right mood, and he didn't break it, but said: "It's late at night, go to sleep." ”The Rakshasa said "um" and turned to leave.This night is destined to be sleepless.Early the next morning, Wang Yong and the Rakshasa rushed to the Trickle Stream Gym in Osaka.As soon as he arrived, he was stunned.Because there is a sign in front of the gym that is closed, the door of the gym is closed, but there is not even a person.Just as he was wondering, he heard a voice sound on one side, and then a tall and thin man appeared.He glanced at Wang Yong and the Rakshasa Girl, and said, "This is Mr.
Tang, I've been waiting for the two of you for a long time."
Let me introduce myself, I am the person in charge of this gym, and my name is Akino. ”"Yinglang," Wang Yong asked."
Yinglang, he drank too much last night, and he walked to our gym in a leisurely manner, and we had to arrange for him to rest in the gym for a night.Mr.
Tang will be able to see him when he enters. ”"Your Excellency is really righteous For Your Excellency's righteousness, I think it is necessary to post an article, just say that even if anyone who is drunk even if they don't know each other, as long as they enter the Trickle Trickle Dao Pavilion, the people in the Dao Hall will treat them as family members.It's simply a model of the Oriental Dokan, a paradise for drunks," Wang Yong said coldly.Akino's face suddenly darkened.He was really afraid that Wang Yong would do this.It is conceivable that the entrance of the trickle of the entire Oriental Trickle Gym will be crowded with drunks.And the Trickle Stream Gym can't drive things away yet, otherwise its reputation will be ruined.But once it is received, as soon as the opening is opened, the follow-up will be like a river bursting its embankment that cannot be controlled.Where is this kind of consequence that one of his branch leaders can afford," Mr.
Tang said with a smile, and the two of them were invited. ”With a layer of fine cold sweat on his forehead, Qiu Ye quickly changed the subject.Then lead the way in front and enter through the side entrance of the gym.The decoration style of each trickle house is similar, and Wang Yong thought in a trance that he had re-entered the gym in Kyoto.Although there was a sign at the door saying that it was closed, there were dozens of people standing in the hall, all of whom seemed to be the core disciples of this hall.Otherwise, you are not qualified to witness this scene.Everyone was wearing Taoist clothes and holding a wooden sword in their hands, and when they saw Wang Yong, everyone's spirit subconsciously became nervous."
What are they nervous about?"
Wang Yong wondered slightly."
Mr.
Tang, where is the Yinglang you are looking for?"
Akino pointed to the end of the gym.I saw Yinglang being hung in the air, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, seeing Wang Yong coming, Yinglang was moved and excited, screaming, but couldn't make a sound."
What a way of hospitality" Wang Yong glanced at Qiu Ye sarcastically, and then he was about to walk over to rescue Yinglang.But before the footsteps moved, I saw dozens of disciples standing in the hall suddenly shouting "ha".Then dozens of people raised the wooden sword in unison, in groups of two, in two rows, forming a long corridor of sword blades, blocking the road leading to Yinglang."
What do you mean," Wang Yong turned his head and asked Qiu Ye.Qiu Ye smiled and said, "This is the etiquette of our Trickle Stream Gym, and when we meet a master, our disciples must pay tribute to it."
If Mr.
Tang wants to save his friend, he just needs to pass under the sword corridor. ”When the disciples who formed the Sword Corridor heard Qiu Ye's words, they immediately cooperated to lower the height of the Sword Corridor by half a meter.In other words, if Wang Yong wants to walk smoothly, he has to grovel before he can pass.What kind of etiquette is this, it is clearly a deliberate humiliation of Wang Yong.Yinglang was also anxious to yell and not let Wang Yong come over.Qiu Ye looked at Wang Yong with a smile.No matter how Wang Yong chooses, it will definitely be Wang Yong who will lose face in the end.Walking over, Wang Yong's dignity was lost; But in the past, Wang Yong couldn't save his apprentice, and his reputation was lost.This sword gallery looks simple, but it actually implies murderous intentions.Moreover, every disciple with a sword is good at swordsmanship, and he can also give Wang Yong some hardships to taste at that time.It's naturally best to be able to make a move without Funakoshi Yoshima.Even if Wang Yong barely walked through, it also severely frustrated his spirit, which was also beneficial to Funakoshi Yizhen.Qiu Ye thought slowly in his heart, and he had a great intention of becoming a bamboo in his chest.Wang Yong's face was expressionless, as if he couldn't hesitate, and hesitated timidly."
That's it" Qiu Ye smashed his mouth and said secretly, a little disdainful of Wang Yong.Chongyi said Wang Yong so powerfully, and now it seems that most of them have exaggerated elements to cover up Chongyi's failure."
Everyone, hold it firm" At this time, I suddenly heard Wang Yong burst out of a sentence.Everyone was puzzled, and then they saw Wang Yong swooping out, like a tiger descending from the mountain.A vertical jump, a distance of nearly ten meters was crossed by him, and the momentum brought up was really like a tiger coming down the mountain to pounce, which was very terrifying.The two sword-wielding disciples standing on the outermost periphery were obviously startled, and before they could react, the wooden sword in their hands snapped and broke into half and flew into the sky.Tiger Splitting Strength Wang Yong does not grovel, nor does he speculate in the shell, but uses the most fierce tiger-shaped splitting strength to split a passage alive, and the sword-wielding disciples understand what Wang Yong's sentence "hold it steady" means.Hurriedly grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and the knuckles of the ten fingers turned white, showing that he had used the greatest strength.Juan Diliu also practiced kendo as a regular teacher, and each of these disciples practiced kendo for five years or more.The first thing they did every day was to hold their swords, and for nearly two thousand days and nights, they had reached the level of steel casting iron.They firmly believed that even if Wang Yong was as fierce as a tiger and could break the wooden swords of a few people, he would definitely not be able to break the wooden swords of dozens of people, and dozens of disciples had a strong sense of firmness on their faces, and their eyes looking at Wang Yong were full of provocation.And Wang Yong didn't pay attention to what these disciples were thinking, he just kept his body, like a tiger holding the ground, and as soon as his claws pressed on the ground, his body rose up, and the fierce force was exerted on his arms, hitting the wooden swords that hindered his progress.The sound of the wooden sword breaking was endless, and the sawdust in the sky flew up, intertwining into a visual barrier.And in the depths of the barrier, a figure like a humanoid mecha marched easily, chiseling through the sword corridor.In just a few seconds, the twenty-meter-long sword corridor was cut off by Wang Yong.The audience was silent, only the stunned expressions of Akino and the sword-wielding disciples, and the picture of the broken sword fragments flying.