Chapter Twenty-Six: Tactics and Unique Skills

Bai Lian, who is called "Bai Zhi" by Jiaozuo people, has been very depressed recently, and because he secretly ran out to play for a while and was discovered by his father, he has been locked up in his own training ground for a whole week.

His father never left except when he went out to eat, and watched him practice swordsmanship.

"I said, 'Daddy, don't you have to deal with the situation of the branch now?' The slaughterers have declared war on us, and we have been attacked by surprise! Bai Lian, who was half-dead after being drilled, sat paralyzed on the ground, completely devoid of the demeanor of an elegant son.

The old man snorted heavily, "Hmph, stinky boy, do you still expect to slip away to see you Brother Qiao?" You can honestly put this practice on hold for me."

Bai Lian, who was sweating profusely, stood up with a sad face, raised the sword in his hand again, and did the action repeated tens of thousands of times a day.

At this moment, my father suddenly received a notice to leave, how could I waste such a good opportunity? If you can't, you'll give it for nothing! Long before he was locked up in the training ground, Bai Lian had already found a shortcut to escape to a secret room, and when he got there, he would take a while longer, and then slip away!

Bai Lian looked at the father who turned around and walked out, and excitedly rushed into the shower room to take a shower, put on the usual white suit, tied a blue-black tie, and looked in the mirror to dress up his already handsome face.

Bifurcation! I'm finally free again! Bai Lian pushed open the door of the secret room and strode inside to hide inside, but as soon as the door was pushed open, his smile froze...

"Yo! All... It's all there, haha... Hahaha, really... Such a coincidence, Dad, long time no see, hahaha"

Bai Lian looked at the people who were talking in the room, especially the father who was carrying the cyan giant knife on his shoulder, and his legs trembled with fright.

Bai Lian turned his head and saw Brother Qiao smoking a cigarette on the side, hurriedly trotted first-class, grabbed Brother Qiao's clothes, the cat was behind him, and looked at Brother Qiao with teary eyes, "Brother Qiao!" Help me! I don't want my dad to train me anymore! I'm going to hang out! ”

Brother Qiao looked at the poor Bai Lian who was holding on to himself behind him, and looked at Bai Rin with a smile, "Old Baitou, you look at you scared Xiaobai, okay, let Xiaobai mess with me in the future"

"Great!"

As soon as Bai Lian came out to cheer, he was immediately glared back by Bai Rin, "Get out, you hurry up and give me death to continue practicing, I don't think anything happened."

Bai Lian was as desperate as a frosted eggplant, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Jiao Zuoren on the side, and immediately became excited again, "Brother, are you here too?" Long time no see."

"Oh, give it for nothing, I'm Jiaozuoren" Looking at the series of actions of this well-known heroic man, Jiaozuoren couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it turns out that he has been messing with them for a long time, and the san value is generally biased, right?

"That.. My name is Bai Lian."

"Oh, almost"

In this way, Jiao Zuoren and Bai Lian began their "Devil's Island Trial" life.

"Bai Lian's ability is sword skills, so his daily task is to stab, pick, split, and press 10,000 times a day, as for you, your ability is special, you only need to practice a sword, and you can basically hold the gun steadily, as for what to practice, you still need to consider it yourself"

"Knife, I have a knife that my father gave me at home since I was a child, and I have liked knives since I was a child" Jiao Zuoren scratched his head and smiled shyly, but he didn't notice that Brother Qiao, who was watching the excitement, suddenly smiled inexplicably.

"Okay, that's simple, I'll only teach you two movements, and your task in the future is to repeat" Bai Rin once again conjured up his long knife, briefly chopping, and stabbing two movements made Jiao Zuoren feel extremely profound.

In this way, Brother Qiao and Qin Longzu are responsible for watching the excitement and taunting the two of them every day, and the combination of brothers and sisters is the training ground every day, well, it sounds very hot-blooded, but the two of them don't know how many words of MMP they scolded Brother Qiao in their hearts.

"Ding" There was a crisp sound, the long knife in Jiao Zuoren's hand couldn't be held, and was picked up by Bai Lian's sword, Jiao Zuoren sat on the ground weakly, panting, "Xiaobai!" How can you play yin? Poke me in the eye! Is there a bit of combat literacy? ”

"You fart! Why don't you say you're still picking my crotch? ”

"You know a hammer, I call it tactics"

"Then I'm still calling it a unique stunt."

After many days of practice, the two have come to know each other and become friends.

Looking at the two people in the quarrel, Brother Qiao reluctantly pulled out the knife that flew towards him, raised his right hand, and let the knife fly back in front of Jiao Zuoren, "Can you two stop fighting every day?" I heard it so much that my brain hurt" Obviously, Brother Qiao's words had no effect, and the two even scuffled together.

"Qiao Sanba, I watched this kid grow up very quickly, although the moves are a little third-rate, I really don't understand, I obviously taught him some decent moves, how did he get to him to play all the next three ways" Bai Rin looked at Brother Qiao with a depressed face, very puzzled.

Brother Qiao took a puff of his cigarette, raised his head, and spit out the cigarette, "It may be a genetic problem, and besides, can you not call me by my full name"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Bai Rin's eyes were solemn, "Hmph, so I guess that's the reason."

Brother Qiao glanced at Bai Rin in surprise, "Yo, still don't accept my master?" ”

"Fart! What if he wins with his rogue moves? Bai Rin snorted angrily, turned his head and left the training ground.

Brother Qiao took a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Bai Rin who was annoyed and angry, and looked back at Bai Lian, who was still playing with Jiaozuo, and couldn't help but smile.