After lunch and filling her stomach, Crane rested on Mrs. Oriana for more than half an hour before rushing to the shooting club to practice guns, not daring to relax at all.
With thousands of bullets fed and day after day, his current shooting level has finally reached what Dunn Smith believes to be passing, and the fixed target is especially good.
After practicing mechanically again and again, he put away his revolver and arrived near the residence of the fighting teacher Gao Wen in a railroad carriage. He walked to the front of the gate in ten minutes.
Then, he changed into the knight training uniform that he had just been on, and practiced from running, jumping rope, lifting weights, squatting and other events to his pace and punching, and his sweat flowed and his body was exhausted.
Take a fifteen-minute break.Gao Wen, with blonde hair and white hair and frosty face, took out his pocket watch, pressed it open, and took a look.
From the beginning to the present, he has always remained silent, only reminding him when he changed his training methods and some of Klein's movements were irregular.
Klein gasped heavily and did not dare to rest directly. He walked back and forth slowly. The most intuitive reaction of the fighting practice during this period was that his skin became much darker and turned into the so-called wheat color.
Gao Wen put his pocket watch on his back, stood beside the rough driving range behind the house, watching Klein relax with his hands crossed his chest, as quiet as a marble statue.
Teacher, in addition to bare hands fighting, will you also teach me how to use straight swords, big swords, sting swords and spears?Klein, who had just digested the divination potion, was in a good mood and asked for a question.
He saw weapons such as straight swords and stings, breastplate and full body armor in Gao Wen's collection room, and knew that the other party was not only good at fighting with bare hands.
Gao Wen, bathed in the sun, glanced up and said in a low voice:
There is no use for you to learn these. They are all things that are behind the times and can only exist in museums and private collections in the future...
He was silent for a few seconds, and then added in a vicissitudes of life: They have been eliminated... What you should pay attention to is guns, even if you fight, it is just auxiliary.
Klein looked at the fighting teacher with deep eyes and laughed:
I don't think so.
All ministers, all members, and all generals, think so.Gao Wen said as if gritting his teeth.
Klein stopped, pretending he was typing, talking like a real keyboard powerhouse:
No, they just exit the frontal battlefield and have other uses.
Why does fighting have to be the opposite of guns?They can be fully integrated, and I believe that people who are more flexible and agile and have faster responses can better play the role of guns.
Seeing the silent Gawain's eyes suddenly become sharp, Klein continued with slight pride:
Other weapons have not been eliminated, but some improvements are needed to make them more portable...
...We can organize a team with very strong mobility, bypass the front battlefield, rush straight to the enemy's rear, and rush straight to their center... In this small-scale raid, warriors with excellent fighting ability and good at various weapons can play a very important role. You can imagine such a scene...
He used his ability to know a little about everything and described the combat methods of special forces on the earth in a random way.
Gao Wen's breathing began to become heavy at some point. He stood there, motionless, as if he was unwilling to break the fantasy scene.
Klein glanced at the other party's reaction, let out a secret roar, cleared his throat, and said with a pretentious attitude:
Teacher, what do you think I think?Is there any possibility of implementation?
Gao Wen's body trembled obviously, as if he had finally woken up from his dream. He glanced at Klein deeply and spoke in a low voice:
Your resting effect is very good, so now I will rework all the previous exercises for ten sets.
Ah?Klein looked confused.
Soon, when he started running again, he woke up and shouted wildly in his heart:
Ten groups?Teacher, don’t Ah!
I don't want to celebrate this way and completely digest the divination potion myself!
Hello, are you not touched?
……
Watching Klein run to the other side of the training ground, Gao Wen suddenly let go of his arms and covered his face with a single palm.
His eyes were tightly closed, and the wrinkles on his face were deep and eye-catching.
…………
Once again, Klein, who was almost exhausted, took a shower, changed his clothes, said goodbye to the still silent fighting teacher Gao Wen, and took a public carriage to leave the other party's residence.
Instead of going home directly, he headed to the Dragon Bar in the dock area, intending to go to the underground trading market to learn about the prices of extraordinary materials and buy items to make talismans.
On the way, Klein took into account the small vault he carried with him and forced himself to sleep. He reached his destination with great difficulty.
I had to leave a final payment of 4 pounds for the commission, and I could only use 3 pounds and 5 sul... He touched the banknotes in his pocket, took his cane, and walked out of the carriage.
At this time, the sun had begun to set, and the gloss of dusk was soaking all the houses, and the boxing and dog-catching rat competitions in the Dragon Bar were warming up.
Through the billiards room and through the many rooms, Klein entered the underground trading market.
He looked around and didn't find the monster Admisol who was always active here.
Didn’t Old Neil say that it was entirely up to Svein, the owner of the Dragon Bar, to take it in and give it a bite, and the ‘monster’ could survive?Klein said to himself in confusion.
As a night watchman, he was alert enough to similar things, so he approached the strong man guarding the door and asked:
Where is Admisol?
The strong man replied without a smile: I don’t know where to sleep in. He has been like this recently, lying down and shaking, and keeps shouting, ‘Die, die, all corpses, all of them are going to die’.
What picture did he see again?What kind of stimulation did you encounter?Klein frowned slightly and asked carefully, trying to figure out where Admisol was sleeping, but the guards didn't know either.
When I finished my work, I used divination to find him to see what he had encountered... Klein wrote down this incident and walked towards one of the two rooms at the end of the trading market.
According to Old Neil, the room on the left is used for borrowing and returning, and the room on the right is a place for selling and purchasing precious items, including extraordinary materials.
Knocking on the door of the room on the right, Klein found that it was divided into two inside and outside rooms, with three customers waiting for the outside room.
He lowered his half-high silk top hat, sat behind the three customers in sequence, leaned forward, pressed his cane, and waited silently.
Not long after, the partition door opened and a customer wearing blue-gray dock worker's clothing came out. He lowered his head and hurriedly left without stopping.
Klein asked his left teeth to knock twice, looked at him with spiritual vision, and looked at the other three customers a few times. Nothing was too abnormal. Of course, there was still a certain minor illness.
After another ten minutes, it was his turn.
He opened the partition door and walked into the inner room where the kerosene lamp was lit.
Locked the door of the house, he sat on the chair belonging to the customer, looked at the old man wearing a black soft hat opposite him and said:
I want to know what extraordinary materials you have and what prices are.
The old man had a drooping cheek muscles, deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but his figure was quite burly. He didn't find it strange to Klein's request, because many customers were unwilling to let people know what he wanted to buy before they were sure there was some extraordinary material, and they generally wanted to introduce them all.
The old man turned to the latest pages of the notebook, looked at Klein, picked up the honey wine placed in front of him and took a sip:
The brain tissue of the water ghost, depending on the degree of integrity, ranges from 3 pounds to 15 pounds, star crystals 150 pounds per 50 grams, queen bee grass 200 pounds per plant, adult black spotted frog, 170 pounds per … human face rose, 280 pounds, only one…
Klein controlled his emotional reaction and listened quietly to the old man's introduction. There were less than thirty kinds of extraordinary materials for such an underground transaction.
After touching the 7 pounds in his pocket, thinking about Miss Justice's attitude towards 1,000 pounds, Krain stood up silently and sighed:
Unfortunately, there is nothing I want.
Without waiting for the old man to ask, he quickly turned around, opened the partition door, and walked out.
Back at the underground trading market, Klein looked ahead, stayed for a few seconds, and smiled bitterly in his heart and sighed:
I'm probably the poorest secret organization BOSS...
This made him more determined to obtain materials from the Night Sailor or exchange them for justice or hanging people.
After wandering around the underground trading market twice, Klein selected and purchased materials for making talismans, such as semi-finished silver pieces, such as herbal powder and natural ore required for the corresponding ceremony, and spent a total of 1 pounds and 15 sul.
The private money was 5 pounds and 10 suller. After removing the final payment of the commission, there was 1 pound 10 suller... Kleinmer was counting his financial situation and felt helpless.
Of course, he knew very well that this was because he had only worked for more than a month. If he extended the time to one year, he could still save more than 100 pounds.
In two weeks, I have to tell Benson and Melissa that I have a salary of 3 pounds more and I can hire a maid... so I don't have private money... Klein thought about it and walked towards the main entrance of the underground trading market.
Just then, he saw old Neil wearing a black classical robe slowly stepping in.
Have you bought all of them?Old Neil greeted him with a smile.
Yes.Klein answered calmly.
Old Neil immediately said: You came so early.
This is because I'm still hungry and you've already had dinner.Klein greeted Old Neil very casually.
After a while, Sviin, the owner of the Dragon Bar in a naval officer's uniform, came in from outside, approached the two with a serious expression, and lowered his voice:
I need your help.
What happened?Old Neil suddenly became serious, and Klein couldn't help but raise his heart.
Svein, who was chaotic with a strong smell of alcohol on his body, replied in a deep voice:
There is a member of the 'Punisher' team who is out of control nearby, and we must deal with him before he causes harm to ordinary people!
With thousands of bullets fed and day after day, his current shooting level has finally reached what Dunn Smith believes to be passing, and the fixed target is especially good.
After practicing mechanically again and again, he put away his revolver and arrived near the residence of the fighting teacher Gao Wen in a railroad carriage. He walked to the front of the gate in ten minutes.
Then, he changed into the knight training uniform that he had just been on, and practiced from running, jumping rope, lifting weights, squatting and other events to his pace and punching, and his sweat flowed and his body was exhausted.
Take a fifteen-minute break.Gao Wen, with blonde hair and white hair and frosty face, took out his pocket watch, pressed it open, and took a look.
From the beginning to the present, he has always remained silent, only reminding him when he changed his training methods and some of Klein's movements were irregular.
Klein gasped heavily and did not dare to rest directly. He walked back and forth slowly. The most intuitive reaction of the fighting practice during this period was that his skin became much darker and turned into the so-called wheat color.
Gao Wen put his pocket watch on his back, stood beside the rough driving range behind the house, watching Klein relax with his hands crossed his chest, as quiet as a marble statue.
Teacher, in addition to bare hands fighting, will you also teach me how to use straight swords, big swords, sting swords and spears?Klein, who had just digested the divination potion, was in a good mood and asked for a question.
He saw weapons such as straight swords and stings, breastplate and full body armor in Gao Wen's collection room, and knew that the other party was not only good at fighting with bare hands.
Gao Wen, bathed in the sun, glanced up and said in a low voice:
There is no use for you to learn these. They are all things that are behind the times and can only exist in museums and private collections in the future...
He was silent for a few seconds, and then added in a vicissitudes of life: They have been eliminated... What you should pay attention to is guns, even if you fight, it is just auxiliary.
Klein looked at the fighting teacher with deep eyes and laughed:
I don't think so.
All ministers, all members, and all generals, think so.Gao Wen said as if gritting his teeth.
Klein stopped, pretending he was typing, talking like a real keyboard powerhouse:
No, they just exit the frontal battlefield and have other uses.
Why does fighting have to be the opposite of guns?They can be fully integrated, and I believe that people who are more flexible and agile and have faster responses can better play the role of guns.
Seeing the silent Gawain's eyes suddenly become sharp, Klein continued with slight pride:
Other weapons have not been eliminated, but some improvements are needed to make them more portable...
...We can organize a team with very strong mobility, bypass the front battlefield, rush straight to the enemy's rear, and rush straight to their center... In this small-scale raid, warriors with excellent fighting ability and good at various weapons can play a very important role. You can imagine such a scene...
He used his ability to know a little about everything and described the combat methods of special forces on the earth in a random way.
Gao Wen's breathing began to become heavy at some point. He stood there, motionless, as if he was unwilling to break the fantasy scene.
Klein glanced at the other party's reaction, let out a secret roar, cleared his throat, and said with a pretentious attitude:
Teacher, what do you think I think?Is there any possibility of implementation?
Gao Wen's body trembled obviously, as if he had finally woken up from his dream. He glanced at Klein deeply and spoke in a low voice:
Your resting effect is very good, so now I will rework all the previous exercises for ten sets.
Ah?Klein looked confused.
Soon, when he started running again, he woke up and shouted wildly in his heart:
Ten groups?Teacher, don’t Ah!
I don't want to celebrate this way and completely digest the divination potion myself!
Hello, are you not touched?
……
Watching Klein run to the other side of the training ground, Gao Wen suddenly let go of his arms and covered his face with a single palm.
His eyes were tightly closed, and the wrinkles on his face were deep and eye-catching.
…………
Once again, Klein, who was almost exhausted, took a shower, changed his clothes, said goodbye to the still silent fighting teacher Gao Wen, and took a public carriage to leave the other party's residence.
Instead of going home directly, he headed to the Dragon Bar in the dock area, intending to go to the underground trading market to learn about the prices of extraordinary materials and buy items to make talismans.
On the way, Klein took into account the small vault he carried with him and forced himself to sleep. He reached his destination with great difficulty.
I had to leave a final payment of 4 pounds for the commission, and I could only use 3 pounds and 5 sul... He touched the banknotes in his pocket, took his cane, and walked out of the carriage.
At this time, the sun had begun to set, and the gloss of dusk was soaking all the houses, and the boxing and dog-catching rat competitions in the Dragon Bar were warming up.
Through the billiards room and through the many rooms, Klein entered the underground trading market.
He looked around and didn't find the monster Admisol who was always active here.
Didn’t Old Neil say that it was entirely up to Svein, the owner of the Dragon Bar, to take it in and give it a bite, and the ‘monster’ could survive?Klein said to himself in confusion.
As a night watchman, he was alert enough to similar things, so he approached the strong man guarding the door and asked:
Where is Admisol?
The strong man replied without a smile: I don’t know where to sleep in. He has been like this recently, lying down and shaking, and keeps shouting, ‘Die, die, all corpses, all of them are going to die’.
What picture did he see again?What kind of stimulation did you encounter?Klein frowned slightly and asked carefully, trying to figure out where Admisol was sleeping, but the guards didn't know either.
When I finished my work, I used divination to find him to see what he had encountered... Klein wrote down this incident and walked towards one of the two rooms at the end of the trading market.
According to Old Neil, the room on the left is used for borrowing and returning, and the room on the right is a place for selling and purchasing precious items, including extraordinary materials.
Knocking on the door of the room on the right, Klein found that it was divided into two inside and outside rooms, with three customers waiting for the outside room.
He lowered his half-high silk top hat, sat behind the three customers in sequence, leaned forward, pressed his cane, and waited silently.
Not long after, the partition door opened and a customer wearing blue-gray dock worker's clothing came out. He lowered his head and hurriedly left without stopping.
Klein asked his left teeth to knock twice, looked at him with spiritual vision, and looked at the other three customers a few times. Nothing was too abnormal. Of course, there was still a certain minor illness.
After another ten minutes, it was his turn.
He opened the partition door and walked into the inner room where the kerosene lamp was lit.
Locked the door of the house, he sat on the chair belonging to the customer, looked at the old man wearing a black soft hat opposite him and said:
I want to know what extraordinary materials you have and what prices are.
The old man had a drooping cheek muscles, deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but his figure was quite burly. He didn't find it strange to Klein's request, because many customers were unwilling to let people know what he wanted to buy before they were sure there was some extraordinary material, and they generally wanted to introduce them all.
The old man turned to the latest pages of the notebook, looked at Klein, picked up the honey wine placed in front of him and took a sip:
The brain tissue of the water ghost, depending on the degree of integrity, ranges from 3 pounds to 15 pounds, star crystals 150 pounds per 50 grams, queen bee grass 200 pounds per plant, adult black spotted frog, 170 pounds per … human face rose, 280 pounds, only one…
Klein controlled his emotional reaction and listened quietly to the old man's introduction. There were less than thirty kinds of extraordinary materials for such an underground transaction.
After touching the 7 pounds in his pocket, thinking about Miss Justice's attitude towards 1,000 pounds, Krain stood up silently and sighed:
Unfortunately, there is nothing I want.
Without waiting for the old man to ask, he quickly turned around, opened the partition door, and walked out.
Back at the underground trading market, Klein looked ahead, stayed for a few seconds, and smiled bitterly in his heart and sighed:
I'm probably the poorest secret organization BOSS...
This made him more determined to obtain materials from the Night Sailor or exchange them for justice or hanging people.
After wandering around the underground trading market twice, Klein selected and purchased materials for making talismans, such as semi-finished silver pieces, such as herbal powder and natural ore required for the corresponding ceremony, and spent a total of 1 pounds and 15 sul.
The private money was 5 pounds and 10 suller. After removing the final payment of the commission, there was 1 pound 10 suller... Kleinmer was counting his financial situation and felt helpless.
Of course, he knew very well that this was because he had only worked for more than a month. If he extended the time to one year, he could still save more than 100 pounds.
In two weeks, I have to tell Benson and Melissa that I have a salary of 3 pounds more and I can hire a maid... so I don't have private money... Klein thought about it and walked towards the main entrance of the underground trading market.
Just then, he saw old Neil wearing a black classical robe slowly stepping in.
Have you bought all of them?Old Neil greeted him with a smile.
Yes.Klein answered calmly.
Old Neil immediately said: You came so early.
This is because I'm still hungry and you've already had dinner.Klein greeted Old Neil very casually.
After a while, Sviin, the owner of the Dragon Bar in a naval officer's uniform, came in from outside, approached the two with a serious expression, and lowered his voice:
I need your help.
What happened?Old Neil suddenly became serious, and Klein couldn't help but raise his heart.
Svein, who was chaotic with a strong smell of alcohol on his body, replied in a deep voice:
There is a member of the 'Punisher' team who is out of control nearby, and we must deal with him before he causes harm to ordinary people!
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