I haven't had a chance to talk to the driver alone, but this product is now learning and selling, stretching out his palm, his thumb and index finger are in a round shape, and he made an "OK" tactical sign language action at the fat man, and then the fat man understands that the goods have contacted the people of the Fuxing Society, and the information has been sent.

"It's all a bunch of uneasy goods, alas!" The fat man felt that teaching them tactical sign language had a bad feeling in his heart, and when the time came, what would he do, he would compare it to a tactical sign language, and he would be able to kill people alive, this is.

"Write down these twenty tactical sign language moves today, and teach you some tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you must forcibly memorize them, and you are responsible for cleaning them up if you can't remember Ma Dongming." The fat man didn't have the heart to rectify these goods, so he let Ma Dongming come.

"Can't I remember to clean up?" Wang Yi leaned over and asked.

"You?" The fat man was stunned.

"yes, it's just me." Wang Yi nodded.

"Where are you going, what's wrong with tactical sign language?" The fat man wanted to say that he couldn't remember spanking, but when he thought about it, wasn't this molesting a woman from a good family? Forget it, don't recruit her, so as not to be annoying.

"I wrote it down, what's the big deal?" Wang Yi said that she still wanted the fat man to praise her, this thing is stunned like a cow that no one should enter, and it can anger people.

"Hehehe, I said Wang Yi, you didn't blow the air for the fat man, did you?" The fat man didn't believe it, it was only a while, and this stupid girl had memorized twenty tactical sign languages, and the speed was a bit fast, right?

"Hmph, look!" Wang Yi snorted angrily and began to make movements, making one movement and saying another.

"Cover my ......"

"Forward ......"

"Skirmishers ......"

The fat man watched Wang Yi wave his hand, pinch his fingers, twist his waist and gesture with a dumbfounded eye, it was really a good one, a full twenty, and then he was speechless.

"Do you see clearly, what's going on?" Wang Yi wiped off the beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead, stared at the fat man, he couldn't understand the meaning, come, don't be stingy with your praise, let the praise come more violently.

"Ahem. Not bad. "This fat man is a bit against his will, it is indeed quite standard, he does it himself, he has to give a thumbs up to Wang Yi's memory. It also gave him the idea of saving effort.

"What do you mean it's okay? It's a fat man, you have fat eyes and look at people low, hum! Wang Yi was not very satisfied, but she didn't blink at the fat man doing tactical sign language movements, she felt that she was doing nothing wrong with the fat man, unless the fat man did it wrong. She still has the face to say that she is doing okay?

"Yes, the fat man just opened a small stove for you and taught you a full set of tactical sign language movements, you are an instructor, you are responsible for teaching them, if they don't remember and do it wrong, you can clean them up as you want, how about it?" The fat man wants to save trouble, and is ready to be a hands-off shopkeeper directly.

Wang Yi's eyes lit up and he stretched out his delicate palm. The white thumb and index finger were in a round shape, and he made an "OK" tactical sign language gesture at the fat man, and the fat man looked stupid on the spot.

It's not that there are no geniuses in this era, it's that there is no good learning environment, and no one teaches them.

From the tactical sign language actions of individual soldiers to the tactical sign language actions of the queue, the fat man spent a whole morning, plus a little noon, Wang Yi actually remembered them all.

Wang Yi's memory made him sigh again, and he had been practicing this set of tactical sign language for several days at that time. Then Wang Yi began to act as an instructor, tossing Ma Dongming and them.

The fat man watched Wang Yi toss Ma Dongming and did it, hehe sneered, and finally let the stupid girl have something to do, so as not to bother him.

It's not just scary to be uneducated. It's hard to teach, it's even harder to learn, in this regard, Director Chen and Ma Dongming, Zhao Laosan, Song Ming, and Xiao Li are in stark contrast, Secretary Chen wrote it down, and Ma Dongming and his people are still stupid.

As for the driver, this cargo is always hidden. is not in the scope of consideration, the fat man thinks that the comprehension ability of this product should not be lower than that of Director Chen.

Yumi Shinozaki, then don't even think about it, being able to write down all kinds of Falls code, and calculate the encryption, the memory and comprehension ability of this little ghost spy are not too good.

Therefore, the fat man is going to find something for her to do, and here in the fat man, she takes advantage of it, and it is not okay not to pay.

"Shinozaki-chan, it's up to you to teach them the everyday language of marching!" The fat man shook his hands cleanly, and the tactical sign language movements were taught by Wang Yi, so he couldn't waste the resources of Yumi Shinozaki.

"I ......" Shinozaki Yumi was embarrassed, although this is not a betrayal of the emperor's ** love, but teaching the *** team Japanese is still a daily language for the march, which is also a betrayal.

"Shinozaki-chan, don't you want to?" The fat man sneered.

"No, please stop calling me Shinozaki-chan, this is ...... This is a more intimate term. "Yumi Shinozaki's brain turned very fast, escaping the problem of the fat man.

"Yo Xi, the fat man likes it, Shinozaki-chan should hurry up and teach them Japanese!" Of course, the fat man has his own rules of Japanese with bird feathers, just like he explained, he likes to call it like this, who cares.

"Hey!" Yumi Shinozaki once again appreciated the shamelessness of the fat man, she can't describe it in words, she is more afraid of the "feast of ants" and "loach drilling tofu", and the daily marching language is not very treasonous, as long as she is not asked to hand over the Morse code encryption of the emperor's ** department.

The fat man sneered again, as long as Yumi Shinozaki listened to him again, then Yumi Shinozaki's mental defense line would fall step by step, plus the little devil who jumped off the wall in a hurry would assassinate Yumi Shinozaki or something, then it would be a matter of time before Yumi Shinozaki fell completely.

That's it, two women teach tactical sign language one morning, one afternoon Japanese, and the next day check, who didn't remember, simple, push-ups, a hundred movements, a hundred sentences of Japanese, all under the supervision of the fat man, not to make this group of goods, how can he pass the long and boring train time.

Wang Yi had a lot of fun, and he would never have nothing to do with him and Shinozaki Yumi to do something.

Yumi Shinozaki has a lot of patience, of course, the premise of all this is that under the obscenity of the fat man, Yumi Shinozaki behaves like a teacher.

In this way, the train spent the tenth night, and when the sun rose in the east again, the train began to slow down slowly, and for various reasons, it was late for a night before arriving in Shanghai.

From the window of the train, looking at the fiery sunrise and the blood-colored dawn, the fat man's eyelids jumped a little, and he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Last night, the driver had already talked to him privately, and the Fuxing Society would keep Mei No. 1 up as soon as they got off the bus, and the information he provided had been fulfilled one by one, and the 9th, 13th, and 101st divisions of the little devils had already logged in Shanghai, and Wanwan's dispatch brigade had not yet appeared, because of the accuracy of the information, the stationmaster of the Shanghai station of the Fuxing Society wanted to see him and Mei No. 1 in person, and it was the first time...... (To be continued.) )