"But first of all, let me help you out, but whether my uncle will teach or not depends on your own sincerity. Wang Haoren shook his head, although he was Wang Qiang's own nephew, he didn't dare to say that his uncle would definitely teach him knife skills, after all, when he was ready to learn knives, he was rejected by Wang Qiang.

"Okay, okay, you just take the line!" Wei Siyuan is now drowsy and touches the pillow, he sees that Wang Qiang likes the Tang knife, and after Wang Qiang's explanation, he realized that he has not yet owned the Tang knife, as the so-called puppet is not guilty, it is better to directly take the Tang knife as his apprenticeship, Wang Qiang will definitely agree to himself.

"That's okay, you come with me to my uncle's tent now!" Wang Haoren was afraid that Wang Qiang would continue to go on a mission early tomorrow morning, so he simply handled this matter tonight.

"Uncle!" Wang Haoren lifted the corner of the tent and shouted inside.

"Come in!"

"Uncle Wang!" Wei Siyuan followed Wang Haoren's back and entered, and saw that Wang Qiang was writing something on the table at this moment.

"Why are you two here?Don't you take advantage of the morning to rest and rest?" Wang Qiang heard Wei Siyuan's voice and closed what he had written without leaving a trace. raised his head and saw that the two of them were a little hurried and uneasy, and guessed that the two of them must have something to ask for themselves.

"What, you two have something to do with me?"

"That, uncle, you see that although Wei Siyuan is not our cheetah, he is the benefactor of our cheetah, and he saved our cheetah from fire and water at the moment of crisis......"

"Stop! When will you kid learn to say this! There is something to say, there is a fart!" Wang Qiang said angrily.

"Okay! Then I'll say it!" Wang Haoren said with a smile on his face: "Brother Siyuan wants to learn swordsmanship, uncle, see if you can teach him!"

"Learn the sword technique!" Wang Qiang's eyes shrank, and the instant consideration in his mind was that Wei Siyuan was a spy sent by Wu Qi, ready to explore his sword moves, and was already ready to attack his cheetah squadron. Even the contradiction between the City Lord's Mansion and the Investigation Department has reached the point of irreconcilability, and Oleclet City is about to be chaotic. But after thinking about it, it was impossible for Wu Qi to send a stupid spy like Wei Siyuan, it should be Wei Siyuan himself who wanted to learn, combined with a series of things that happened during the day today, Wang Qiang guessed the most common sense approximately.

"Learn the knife technique, learn the knife technique!" Wang Qiang laughed to hide the trace of distraction just now.

"Uncle Wang, then you agreed?" Wei Siyuan asked nervously, he couldn't figure out Wang Qiang's specific mentality, and he could only judge Wang Qiang's willingness based on his actions and demeanor.

"Eh, I didn't say yes!" Wang Qiang chuckled, shook his head, stood up, and began to carefully examine Wei Siyuan's hands, feet, waist and abdomen.

"Uncle Wang, why don't you do it! I'll give you that Tang knife, how about it as an apprenticeship?" Although Wei Siyuan had already had the idea of giving the Tang knife to Wang Qiang as an apprenticeship, when he said it, he still felt heartache. 1 million, thinking about it, his face stiffened unnaturally.

"Oh, are you so willing?" Wang Qiang was a little surprised, and Wei Siyuan would make such a decision.

"Reluctant, what's reluctant!" Wei Siyuan gritted his teeth, although he was very heartbroken, he still hypnotized himself silently in his heart, and when he passed the elite trial, a good thing like Tang Dao would definitely be at his own discretion.

"This-that's it! You show me your own knife technique first!" The temptation of the Tang knife was difficult for Wang Qiang to refuse, but he had to think about it clearly, because whether a Tang knife was worth teaching Wei Siyuan the knife technique.

"That-" Now Wei Siyuan was in a difficult position, and it was a little difficult to say it, he hadn't learned any knife skills, just a wild way, in case of why the demonstration was inappropriate for Wang Qiang to directly refuse, he should have cried.

"He hasn't learned any sword techniques before, so he has zero foundation!" Wang Haoren saw Wei Siyuan's predicament and reminded Wang Qiang out loud.

"It's okay, just demonstrate how you usually use knives when you encounter wild beasts!"

"Okay then! I'll be ugly!" Wei Siyuan found his Tang knife in the tent, stood in the open space outside the tent with the knife in both hands, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes and began to demonstrate.

"Tut-tut, look full of force!" Wang Haoren watched Wei Siyuan demonstrate in the open space, and he could feel the breath of the blade in the air at the moment he swung his knife. What made him unbearable was that even he, a layman, could clearly see Wei Siyuan's flaws, not to mention his uncle's master of using knives? Coupled with such a good Tang knife, his uncle would definitely not be able to stand it even more! Wang Haoren almost laughed at the thought of his uncle's blushing face.

"What do you see?" Seeing Wang Haoren looking very hard, he was a little strange.

"Ahh

"Except for the flaws?" Wang Qiang shook his head, this was not the answer he wanted.

"Except for flaws?" Wang Haoren scratched his head, and then looked at Wei Siyuan, who was still demonstrating the knife technique, he really couldn't think of anything else, he just felt that the more he looked at Wei Siyuan, the more flaws he had, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Except for the flaws, it's gone, does the knife count?" he said weakly.

"You, that's why I didn't recommend you to learn knives in the first place, you are not suitable for using knives!" Wang Haoren, his nephew, still values him very much, and he responds to almost everything, and develops Wang Haoren's appearance of being a gangster. Only when Wang Haoren was ready to learn the knife, he did not agree, in his opinion, Wang Haoren is not the material for learning the knife, holding the knife in the hand is no different from holding the gun and the sword, so he simply let him study the boxing method painstakingly, and he can also gain something.

"Hehe, I don't even know why you didn't let me learn knife techniques in the first place?" Wang Qiang's words made him a little confused.

"Because of the momentum!" Wang Qiang said in a deep voice, "The knife is like a burning stick in your hand, but in the hands of a master who can really use a knife, it is a sharp blade that really kills people and sees blood!"

"Are you saying that Wei Siyuan already has the momentum to use a knife? Why can't I see it?" Wang Haoren rubbed his eyes vigorously, but he didn't see the momentum that his uncle said.

"That's why I said you're not fit to use a knife. Wang Qiang was a little helpless, his nephew was sometimes unable to turn his brain.

"Does that mean Wei Siyuan is suitable for using a knife?" Wang Haoren suddenly realized, only then did he react, and hurriedly asked Wang Qiang.

"He's really suitable!" Wang Qiang nodded, agreeing with Wang Haoren's opinion.

"Great, I'll call him over now!" Wang Haoren was a little excited, if Wei Siyuan succeeded in learning his uncle's knife technique, then it could be regarded as making up for his original regrets.

"Wait a minute, I'll talk about it later, you just look at it!" Wang Qiang stopped Wang Haoren's eager move.

After watching it for almost 20 minutes, Wei Siyuan's knife swinging action slowly became a little sluggish, and his breathing became rapid and heavy, but he was still worried that Wang Qiang would reject him because he didn't see the knife technique he demonstrated clearly, so he had been struggling to persevere.

"Siyuan, come here!" Wang Qiang's voice came into his ears, making Wei Siyuan feel like he was waiting to be sentenced.

(End of chapter)