Chapter Thirty-Five: Fighting is the Killing Technique
Lying in the bedroom with electric lights, running water, bathroom, and toilet, Sibaozi was already snoring like thunder, but Wang Ming said that he couldn't sleep at all.
When Xu Ruifeng returned to the room after taking a shower, Wang Ming lay on the bed and raised his head and asked, "Master, will you talk to me for a while?" ”
Xu Ruifeng asked, "What's wrong?" ”
"It's a bit of a disturbance."
Xu Ruifeng smiled and turned around and sat next to him: "Nag." ”
Now that the moon is full of branches, round as a plate, Wang Ming turned over and lay on the bed, looking out the window.
"When I was in the crow's nest, Lao Chu took that class and made my blood boil, he said, we are also a head, and the Japanese are also a head, why let them occupy our northeast? There are 40,000 people in our country, and there are 10,000 on that small broken island in Japan, so why let him invade us? ”
"Master, don't you say, I'm so excited when I hear it, I can't wait to pick up my gun and rush to the gendarmerie camp to fight with the Japanese."
Xu Ruifeng made him laugh.
"But when this chef comes, why can't I go around the bend?"
"Their country is also in trouble, right? I've heard Lao Chu say that Lao Maozi is also a kind of revolution there, but why don't you say that the chef doesn't contribute to his own country and comes here? Didn't he have some special training? ”
Xu Ruifeng picked up the cigarette case at Wang Ming's bedside, poured out two and lit them together, stuffed one into his mouth, smoked a cigarette and said vaguely: "How can I explain it to you......"
"Actually, this kind of thing, Sibaozi is the most suitable to explain to you."
Wang Ming glanced at the four treasures who were snoring like thunder, and said with a little disgust: "What can the fourth brother explain?" If this is a battle, the people standing next to him are the most sure-footed, because the first one to rush up must be him. But this thing isn't a war. ”
Xu Ruifeng nodded and asked rhetorically: "When you kill someone, are you afraid?" ”
"What are you afraid of?" Wang Ming didn't understand Xu Ruifeng's question, but still responded: "Just pick up the gun and hook the fingers of the second mother, I don't even take a second look, at the foot of Tianwang Mountain, I don't remember what the Japanese son looks like when I kill him, what's so scary?" ”
"yes, guns reduce our guilt after killing." Xu Ruifeng continued to ask: "What about the knife?" ”
"That's not afraid, how can those Japanese be beaten."
Xu Ruifeng still asked: "If it wasn't the Japanese who asked you to kill, you didn't have any hatred in your heart, but someone told you that this was an order and must be executed?" ”
Wang Ming stopped talking, a picture appeared in his mind, that is, he took a knife and stabbed directly into the other party's abdomen, the blood flowed to his hand with temperature, and the moment he raised his head, he saw the other party's almost hideous face.
The blood seemed to be slowly getting hot......
"Yes, that's what you are."
Xu Ruifeng explained: "It's not terrible when you kill someone, whether it's impulsive killing or on the battlefield, because you have a reason to convince yourself and explain, this has already dissipated a lot of psychological pressure." ”
"But if nothing is done, just for the sake of the word 'order', the pressure of killing, including after killing, will form a kind of torture."
"Soldiers will not experience this kind of torture, bandits will not experience this kind of torture, ordinary people, normal people, will be deeply tormented."
Xu Ruifeng pointed to himself and said: "I was tortured and couldn't sleep at the beginning, I can dream of those people's faces every day, their deaths are just for someone to pay a lot of money, and I, every time I look down in my dreams, what I see is not a blood-stained knife, but blood-stained money." ”
"To be honest, I've lived in this dream for many years, and although I'm not afraid, I can't open my mouth to answer every time I face my inner question, 'Why did you kill them?'"
"The same may be true for chefs."
"She didn't know why those people died, she just didn't want to let this pressure bother her."
Wang Ming interjected: "Then just don't do it." ”
"How can it be that simple?"
Xu Ruifeng explained: "Whether it is the old Maozi Cheka, the Japanese spy, the Blue Coat Society in Nanjing or our underground organization, do you think it is the Northeast stew at the door? You can enter the door if you want, and you can exit if you want? ”
"If nothing else, what if you walk out of this gate and tell you about the assassination of others?"
"Don't talk about these places, even if you follow Sun Million and become his henchmen, do you want to quit?"
"If no one touches your bedside that night and steals it, I'll have your last name."
Wang Ming seemed to understand, pondered for a moment, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Xu Ruifeng: "Master, I won't quit." ”
Xu Ruifeng was happy: "You, don't think about yourself, have the mind to persuade yourself more, how good it is to be a heartless person like Sibaozi, for him, there are two things in the world, either eat or sleep, and he is not tired at all." ”
As the two were talking, Sibaozi suddenly interjected: "Don't move, it's my elbow!" ”
The one who laughed at these two people, this thing is dreaming of this, and it is estimated that it is time to dream of being in prison again.
Early in the morning, when Xu Ruifeng opened his eyes in this room with the rising sun, his biological clock exclusive to the morning light was a habit developed by years of martial arts, as long as he didn't drink too much or have insomnia, he would almost wake up on time at this moment, even if he continued to sleep, he would definitely wake up at this point in time.
The difference is that when Xu Ruifeng was about to get up to practice a set of punches and stretch his muscles, what he saw in the courtyard was a chef sitting there looking at the sky.
"Did you wake up or didn't sleep all night?"
Xu Ruifeng asked with concern.
"Wake up." The chef also gave Xu Ruifeng a smile, and Lao Xu also remembered the words that Sibaozi had said to him, saying that since this woman leaked the word 'Cheka', she always slept later than everyone else and got up earlier than everyone.
He turned his head with kindness, didn't ask anything, walked to a corner of the courtyard, and started with a starting gesture, and went through the whole set of gossip.
The chef, who had seen all this from beginning to end, waited for Xu Ruifeng to finish practicing, walked over and asked, "What is this?" ”
"Martial arts."
The chef thought he understood, and responded: "I haven't been to a Chinese martial arts gym, but I see that you don't have a single move or a purpose, you all go straight to the point, and sometimes you don't hesitate to use some less important positions on your body as bait, are Chinese martial arts so fierce?" ”
How does Xu Ruifeng explain this?
He can only say: "The origin of martial arts is actually not the physical fitness promoted by those martial arts halls, but from the killing skills on the battlefield." ”
"So there will be names like 'Yang family guns, Qi family knives', if you pay attention, you will definitely be able to find the corresponding war from ancient books."
"Later, some people who couldn't bear the pressure of killing converted to religion, and slowly, there was a martial arts inheritance similar to the sect, and later, there were these families."
The chef nodded: "I see. ”
"As for the truth of this history, I don't know, this is what my master told me." He continued: "The set of gossip I practiced is a kung fu known as the 'black hand' in the rivers and lakes, and what I seek is to defeat the enemy with one blow. My master came down from the battlefield, and some of his moves have been improved by his own combat experience, which may be the source of your so-called 'ferocity'. ”
"Why, you don't have any of these in your practice?"
The cook shook his head and said, "We don't practice these." ”
"So what do you practice?"
The cook turned around and searched the yard for a long time, found a stick of firewood about the thickness of a human arm, took it in his hand and threw it into the air, and when the stick fell, he struck the falling stick with his wrist - click!
The sticks of firewood were suddenly broken in two.
"After we get our bodies right, we start to train our power and speed, and when our bodies are ready, we will mechanically practice anti-joint, grappling and killing techniques."
"Your moves seem to me to be fierce; Our moves, everything is only for the purpose of killing each other, all cruelty is steps, but the end must be death. ”
Xu Ruifeng looked at the chef's two demonstrations, and found that her movements were wooden and not mellow at all, but in such a blunt force, the purpose of breaking human bones was achieved through muscle enhancement and strength increase, no wonder even a woman like a chef needs such a large physique.
"I'm curious, can you try it?"
"Of course not!"
The chef explained: "It must hurt, I can't hold my hand." ”
"Try it, the injury is mine."
Xu Ruifeng is a little addicted.
How can anyone who practices martial arts not like to learn from the West?
They just don't want to fight with people who are worse than themselves, what's the point of winning the competition?
"Okay."
The chef lowered her head silently, and when Xu Ruifeng was wondering what this guy was doing, she suddenly lowered her figure and stepped away, and after Xu Ruifeng's figure stepped behind him, her hands wrapped around the other party's lower abdomen, and the whole person pulled up violently!
Sneak attack!
It's definitely a sneak attack!
But in the eyes of Lian Jiazi, sneak attacks are never shameful, on the contrary, sneak attacks are also a means of controlling the enemy, and they are still the most effective kind.
Xu Ruifeng's reaction was not slow, while the other party was holding his abdomen, one foot was coiled around the opponent's supporting leg, so that no matter how hard you worked, it was against yourself.
Maozi is not only good at killing people, but their judo is also strong!
The chef was already surprised when he didn't pull it out, and when he pulled it a second time, he found that he couldn't use it at all, and his fingers were being broken outward under the control of the other party.
Yes, Xu Ruifeng was breaking her fingers, not the thickest thumb, but the most slender little thumb.
forced the chef to immediately let go of a hand, and the hand that grabbed the finger was pulled back violently, and after the little finger quickly escaped from Xu Ruifeng's hand, the retracted hand strangled Xu Ruifeng's neck.
Naked Twisting!
As long as she is given the opportunity to use two hands this time, the gods will come in vain!