Chen Fusheng said: "Modest, or really?"

I said, "It's true!"

Chen Fusheng nodded slightly, and said, "That's it, you are in charge of the instructor of fighting and shooting first, and I ask you to train ten sharpshooters and ten sanda masters within a month!"

I smiled bitterly: "Mr. Chen, you look down on me too much, I don't think I can do it in a month!"

Chen Fusheng said: "If you don't try, how can you know? Our team members all have a foundation, and moreover, it is not an ordinary foundation." ”

I said, "Then I'll try." ”

Exactly, I really don't want to teach anything in this underground training ground, and the more I teach, the deeper the sin. But for the sake of the task, for the sake of the country, I had to do it again.

Chen Fusheng took me to the shooting hall again. The huge shooting hall has applied high technology to the limit. Qiao Ling with five or six people, is constantly attacking the simulated enemy area on the shooting screen, the simulated enemy area is all computer control, the picture changes are no different from the real one, and there is no need to install bullets in the gun, an advanced induction system is installed on the screen, and the shooting accuracy of the shooter can be accurately recorded. In particular, everyone brought a wireless headset that mimicked the sound of gunfire and battle, and in short, staying in the shooting hall for half an hour was like entering a real fight.

This is by no means a game.

Chen Fusheng explained the situation in detail in the shooting hall, and then took me into the special hall to practice fighting skills.

Li Shutian is leading more than a dozen team members, sweating like rain to practice martial arts. Inside, there are all kinds of equipment, and there is also a large bookcase dedicated to relevant books.

For my arrival, Li Shutian was of course aware of a sense of crisis. To a certain extent, before I joined, he had always been at the top of the organization, and he was a top player in shooting and fighting. But the last time I appeared, I had already killed his sharp spirit, so that Li Shutian was quite unhappy when he saw me.

But he didn't deliberately make it difficult for me, but continued to gather the players for the actual combat duel, he used cruel means, sharp punches and feet, showing his fighting charm, bareback him, the muscles of the body are quite strong, perfect, in the duel, there is a special king style.

Five minutes later, Zhao Guangcheng suddenly appeared here.

He put on a kung fu shirt and walked around the underground arena very lightly, then came to the martial arts hall and stopped.

Chen Fusheng whispered a few words in his ear, and Zhao Guangcheng nodded yes again and again.

Chen Fusheng proposed that I perform a few real kung fu for the majority of team members to increase morale.

I excused myself again and again, but when I saw that I couldn't avoid it, I could only agree.

Zhao Guangcheng sent a team to prepare the props, and I started to move my body in an open field.

Facing unfamiliar faces, there was a subtle tension in my heart. It's not that I'm not confident, but looking at this pair of flesh and blood, I feel a little sorry, they have gone astray one by one, and waiting for their results must be cruel!

Qiao Ling approached me and accosted me: "Senior brother, you have to act well, this is your answer sheet before you officially join the organization!"

I was stunned and asked, "What, I haven't officially joined the organization yet?"

Qiao Ling said: "Of course not! There must be an important procedure!"

I was silent: "Why do you think that joining our organization is more than joining the party!"

Qiao Ling said: "In our organization, we are all elite soldiers, everyone can take charge of themselves, and they are all top-notch. ”

As he spoke, the props had already been prepared by a mustachioed squad leader: a plate, two pickaxes, and two steel pipes.

I took off my shirt, revealing my plump muscles. Li Shutian also lost no time in sorting out a team of hundreds of people and bringing them to the scene to watch.

I felt that the lights in the fighting hall were a little dim, the walls were full of figures, and beneath the surface of discipline and the calm and composure of everyone, there was a lot of excitement and excitement. In the middle of this fighting hall, there is a text shape of about ten square meters, which has been painted with red paint. I stood on this square and raised my hand to salute Chen Fusheng and the team members.

Qiao Ling took the lead in shouting and cheering, some applauded, some coaxed, and some perfunctory.

I reached out and took the plate from the mustache's hand, and slipped a few tricks on my hand, which turned deftly in my hand like a wheel. As it spun to its highest speed, I was lucky enough to push the plate straight against my belly.

The plate is firmly sucked by the lower abdomen.

This kind of simple trick, of course, cannot arouse the admiration of everyone. At this time, the mustache brought two pickaxes to my side, tried again and again, and looked embarrassed.

Just as he was about to swing his pickaxe, Li Shutian suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The mustache frowned and looked at Li Shutian angrily: "What are you doing?"

Li Shutian snatched the pickaxe handle from his hand with lightning speed: "Check it, first!"

Standing the pickaxe handle in front of him, Li Shutian grabbed the wooden body with his hand and walked from top to bottom, this simple little action is not unusual. It's just that I found out that Li Shutian caught a small hard nail in the palm of his hand in the process.

I instantly understood that the reason why Li Shutian wanted to check this pickaxe was because he found that there were hands and feet on this pickaxe. There was a short but sharp steel nail pierced by a mustache on it!

A cold sweat broke out on my face: If Li Shutian hadn't removed the hidden danger in time, it is estimated that I would have to bleed a river today! However, I really can't understand why this mustache has no grudge against me and has no grudges, so why would he secretly harm me?

I am a little grateful to Li Shutian, this person is incompatible with me on the surface, but secretly he has been helping me. Just take the last time when Chen Fusheng wanted to kill me, Li Shutian also secretly told me a lot of good things. This time, he quietly saved me from fire and water, and I am so grateful.

Li Shutian handed the pickaxe handle to the mustache again, and said a very weighty hint: "Jealousy is too strong, right?"

Maybe no one can understand, maybe some people don't seem to understand. The mustache's face was a little bruised, but it turned the anger into a kind of hatred, and he clenched the pickaxe in both hands and swung it at my abdomen like a wind.

No one will be shocked or even frightened by such a trick. This kind of scene is not bloody or cruel, and in the eyes of the majority of players, it is just a small trick.

The sharp collision between the pickaxe handle and the plate made a screeching sound.

But look at it again, the hard pickaxe handle has been broken in two. And the plate that was firmly attached to my abdomen was unharmed.

If you use this kind of performance to fool ordinary people who don't know hard qigong, this is definitely a wonderful show, and there will definitely be countless people who will fall for it and cheer for it. But today's occasion is different, today's audience is all princes and generals, and they are all elite soldiers. They have become accustomed to this kind of almost showman-style tricks, and it can even be said that everyone can perform them. In this case, the next performance inevitably seems a little pale. Although the mustache tried his best to solve the problem and continued to wave the thick and strong pickaxe handle and break it in two, it still could not move the audience.

This kind of cold field is both expected and unexpected.

The rest of my eyes found that even Chen Fusheng seemed to be dissatisfied with my performance, although the performance was not impeccable, but this sideways proposition was a complete failure in itself.

But the performance still has to go on, and the props that have been prepared still have to be used. When the two steel pipes were bent by the plate I had sucked in my belly, the atmosphere was still a pool of stagnant water. No one applauded, no one applauded, only people in the ranks chattering and ridiculing.

Under this kind of cold field, I regained my strength and took the plate. The only two who applauded me were Qiao Ling and Chen Fusheng. Chen Fusheng is taking care of my face, and Qiao Ling really wants to drive the atmosphere.

I suddenly wanted to laugh, maybe this was the only time in my life that I had a cold show, maybe in this high-master organization, performing such a thing with no technological content is really a kind of debasement of myself, and a blasphemy against the organization, the trump card reactionary organization.

At this time, someone in the group finally shouted: "What is this, a street performer?"

This ridicule inspired the ridicule of the majority of the team members, and they expressed their unremitting dedication to this kind of performance and their unremitting treatment of me.

I was about to put on my shirt when Chen Fusheng approached with light steps and whispered at me, "Why don't you use all your strength?"

I smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, I've done my best!"

Chen Fusheng said: "You keep the wonderful, don't you?"

I said, "I didn't expect that!"

Chen Fusheng said: "You underestimated our brothers! Take out your housekeeper, don't let me down!"

In desperation, I had no choice but to decide to add another performance event: poker stunts.

took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket and let Zhao Guangcheng and the team leaders test it. After making sure that it was all right, it was still the mustache who was happy to prepare the props. The prop I'm going to use this time is still an apple.

Soon, six apples were brought to Mustache, and I found six death squads each, and Mustache volunteered to be one of them.

The only one who has seen my stunt on the spot may be Chen Fusheng. Qiao Ling Li Shutian and the like, I may have heard of it, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes. So, when I was ready to perform my poker stunt, their eyes widened in anticipation of me starting to play.

But I still overlooked one person: Xu Zichao, the minister of finance.

To a certain extent, Xu Zichao has more say than anyone else, and he is the only person who has personally experienced the power of my playing cards. The last time I broke into his house in anger because of his salary, I knocked him down with a playing card, which shocked him. And this time, he also arrived at the scene belatedly and came to Chen Fusheng's side.