"How is it possible, all the enemies of Sansan have gone to hell." Mo Tie said with a smile.

"So what is this for?" Tsuneko asked strangely, pointing to the pistol.

"For your self-defense."

"Ah, does it need to be like this?" Tsuiko was very surprised, although Neon is not the safest country in the world, it is not enough to shoot people.

"Isn't Tsumiko trying to follow me? Let's start by improving combat effectiveness. Mo Tie smiled mysteriously.

Poison Island was stunned.

The next day, Mo Tie took him to a warehouse in the suburbs, where a complete set of blacksmith tools was placed.

"Sansan, are you a swordsmith?" Tsuneko asked in surprise.

"It's just a skill." Mo Tie responded modestly.

Yan Zi respectfully bowed to Mo Tie and said, "My father taught me that for swordsmen, the swordsmith is their second best friend in life. ”

"Haha, it's not that exaggerated." Mo Tie smiled happily, he was not a blacksmith who pursued realm and results, but he was also happy to hear the praise of others.

"What kind of knife do you want? I can help you make a special one for your eighteen-year-old bar mitzvah. Mo Tie said.

Tsumiko was very happy and asked in surprise, "Is it really possible?" But have you never seen Sansan order a sword for someone else before? ”

"Hey, are you questioning my level?"

"No, I just think it's too troublesome, after all, Sansan doesn't make a living by building swords now." Tsuneko explained.

"Haha, Tsuko, if I don't build swords, why do I put these devices in the warehouse?"

"Ah, why is that?" Tsuneko Poison Island also felt strange when she heard it.

"Because I'm hoarding knives, I might use them in the future, and even if they don't work, I can sell them for money." Mo Tie explained simply.

"Hmm." The child seems to understand whether he understands or not.

Then, Mo Tie took the rice to the basement below the warehouse, which he had dug up with a lot of effort.

The basement is spacious enough to set up a simple shooting range, and this is where Poison Island Tsuneko practiced shooting.

"Yanzi, I'll teach you the basic knowledge of firearms first, and then show you a demonstration, and then rely on your practice." Mo Tie opened a wooden box in the corner and said.

Poison Island's eyes widened in surprise, and the wooden box was full of brand-new guns and ammunition.

Could it be that Sansan is an arms dealer? Yanzi made a strange guess about Mo Tie's identity again.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Gunfire continued from the basement.

Starting with the pistol, Tsuneko practiced shooting non-stop throughout the weekend.

Two days later, Mo Tie came to the basement to test the results of her practice.

"That's good, Xianzi, I just started practicing, and your marksmanship is so powerful, which means that you are very talented." Mo Tie praised.

After only two days of practice, he was already able to accurately hit the bull's-eye with a pistol within fifty meters.

"Come and practice every weekend in the future, I'll be with you."

"Okay, Sansan."

Hearing this, Tsuiko happily agreed, she didn't care if she had shooting talent or not, it would be nice to be able to stay with Sansan.

"Within a year, you have to reach the level of accurately killing the living, and it is very difficult, and you can't slack off." Mo Tie set a practice goal.

Poison Island was stunned: "A living person? Sansan, are you going to take me to prison? ”

In the concept of the prisoner, only the condemned prisoner in the prison will be legally killed.

"Of course not, I'm talking about me. As long as you can hit me on the move, you're qualified. Mo Tie patted her on the shoulder and said.

This move let Mitsuko know that Mo Tie was not joking.

"But Sansan, what if I really hit you?" Tsuiko asked in disbelief.

Mo Tie didn't speak, picked up the pistol she had just put down, aimed it at her chest, and shot without hesitation.

"Ahh Three-three! ”

Yanzi nervously rushed over, reaching out to cover Mo Tie's "wound".

"Huh?"

There was a hole in the shirt on Mo Tie's chest, and the edge of the hole was blackened by gunfire, but there was no red blood.

"Jingle Bell~"

The bullet fell from under Mo Tie's shirt with a crisp sound, and the bullet had been deformed into an irregular lump of iron.

"Sansan, what is this?" Tsuneko was so surprised that it was hard to describe what she saw.

Mo Tie patted his chest, there was not even a trace of scratches, and said, "This is Sansan's secret, you have to pay attention to secrecy." ”

Poison Island was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Is Sansan like Superman in the movie?" ”

"Not really, he's much better than me." Mo Tie said honestly.

"Can Sansan fly?"

"I can't fly like this now."

"Can Sansan see through?"

"Well, that really can't be done."

"Can Sansan reach the speed of light?"

"Far from it."

She asked a series of questions, and her excitement eased.

When he returned to the villa, the calm man lay on the sofa, pillowed Mo Tie's thighs, and said while watching TV: "Sansan, does anyone else know your secret?" ”

"In this world, you are the first to know." Mo Tie said with a smile.

"Ah, that's good."

A satisfied smile appeared on Tsuneko's face.

In fact, Poison Island Tsuneko's reaction was much better than Mo Tie expected, because she didn't show fear or suspicion from beginning to end, only endless curiosity and excitement.

After a few more weeks, Nan Lixiang took Mo Tie to the sea military base as agreed to try to shoot targets.

Of course, Mo Tie's marksmanship didn't need such practice, and the reason why he followed over was to leave a tracker here.

A small, small tracker detached from the Transformer's body, which only needs to be discarded in a corner at random, and when Mo Tie activates it, it can continuously feed back location information.

In the future, if there is a dead virus incident, this drifting sea base should be the best safe house.

"Nan, who is this?"

The police officer on duty pointed at Mo Tie and asked strangely.

Nan Lixiang rolled her eyes and said angrily, "My boyfriend, can't you?" Don't talk nonsense, let's get inside. ”

The police officer, who suddenly turned into a frustrated body and bent forward, silently returned the identity card to Nan Lixiang, opened the door, and exuded a black aura of "I am out of love".

Entering the military base, Nan Lixiang shook her hair and said, "Don't get me wrong, I said that on purpose, otherwise I wouldn't have brought you in so easily." ”

"Well, I know, I can see it." Mo Tie smiled and didn't take the opportunity to say anything flirtatious.

Minami Sayaka was satisfied with his attitude.

The shooting range of the military base is very advanced, with various types of targets, and the distance is much farther than the basement dug by Mo Tie himself.

"Let's start with the simplest pistol."