While the two were talking, Wachena cleaned up the mess on the ground: "You two, who has extra pants?" You can't let Leonardo da Vinci sleep like this, right? ”

"I've got a new one—" Ted had a habit of carrying a change of clothes with him, and then pulled out a bitter tea seed and a pair of pants from his satchel.

"You still have these with you?" Steve was dumbfounded, most people would have some documents in their satchels, or food and water, but Ted used them to hold these...

"What? I bring some personal belongings with me, can't I? Ted wrapped up his belongings and handed them to Vazena.

"But you bring these... Forget it, count you for a rainy day~"

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Taking advantage of the idle work of the two of them, Wachena helped Leonardo da Vinci change his pants.

"Ladies and gentlemen, how to deal with Leonardo da Vinci, have you thought about it?"

"Leave it to the guards, put him first—" Ted said halfway through, but he didn't know what to say next, or where to put Leonardo da Vinci?

After a while, Ted didn't come up with a solution, but the reliable Chris was the first to come up with a solution: "Or, put him in the duty room?" It's guarded 24 hours a day. ”

"Well, I think it's good! In special cases, the guards can still come to us. Ted borrowed the donkey and complied with Chris's words.

"That's it, everyone, disband! Everyone goes back to their respective homes~ By the way, Steve, see you tomorrow at 9 o'clock in the morning! ”

Hearing that it was so early, Steve's face twisted into a twist, and he glared at Ted in front of him and repeatedly confirmed: "See you at 9 o'clock?" So early? ”

Ted rolled his eyes, turned to look at Steve helplessly, and said earnestly, "I said... If you want to be an emperor, you can't do it without the power of a chicken, you have to know a certain 'self-defense technique', after all, no matter how powerful the guard is, it is impossible to be by your side at any time, so you have to learn to protect yourself! ”

Listening to this explanation, Steve felt that it did make sense, but he had never learned any martial arts, let alone any fighting skills, and if he fought, he would only use his sword as a burning stick for a round, and there was no discipline at all.

"First of all, I can do 120 push-ups in a row, and other than that, I can't do anything."

"120 push-ups in a row?" Ted turned his head to look at the blushing Aquaman Vazena, and then at Steve: "The physical fitness is up to standard, but I have to learn something else!" ”

"Can you talk about the specifics first?"

"I'll talk about it tomorrow!"

...

The next morning, Steve arrived at the training ground at the back of the warehouse on time and happened to meet Ted doing his homework.

"Okay, that's the homework after that, although the New Year is approaching, you still can't relax, remember! When we meet again, I hope you won't have any problems dismantling, assembling and maintaining the gun, understand? ”

"Understood!" The soldiers held the big treasure in their arms and cheered, because from today onwards, the weapons in their hands were their own!

Several of the soldiers had already named the weapon in their hands and engraved it on the body of the gun.

Although there are no bullets for the time being... But Ted sent everyone an empty clip so that even if they couldn't shoot, they could still listen to the sound and play...

"Okay~ Then disband! By the way, I wish you all a Happy New Year! ”

"Thank you, sir!"

Then, amid laughter, the soldiers left the training ground.

...

Steve looked at the departing GI, came to Ted, yawned and asked, "What are you calling me here for so early in the morning?" What do you want to train? ”

Ted closed the book unhurriedly, pulled over a stool, and motioned for Steve to sit down.

"It's a special self-defense training I gave you~"

The New Year is approaching, the soldiers have a holiday, but he, as a prince, does not? It's not fair!

Steve asked incredulously, "Training?" The soldiers just now are on vacation, and you still have to train me? Mr. Earl, this is too unfair, isn't it!? ”

"Fair?" Ted chuckled, pointed at himself, and then at Steve, "Is there any fairness in this world?" Do you think God is fair to us? ”

"This—" Steve was speechless.

Ted sat on another stool, crossed Erlang's legs and complained, "For the commoners, our life is good, but compared to the other nobles around, the situation of the two of us is not very good!" You see, I'm in the desolate North, and you're a powerless prince..."

"If you don't work hard, it's really hopeless!"

Steve really doesn't want to admit this, but it's all true, if he does this again, he may not live for 20 years! I can't stay here forever, and I will definitely return to the imperial capital.

And once back within the borders of the Empire, the situation is dangerous!

Those elder brothers and younger brothers will definitely be the first to take the knife on themselves!

Judging from the beginning signals of the previous successions, in order to avoid the profits of the fisherman, the first to die must be the weakest, and among the princes, the weakest is himself.

If you want to live for 20 years, or a little longer, then you must have the force to support yourself.

Thinking about the pros and cons, Steve stopped complaining, but looked at Ted sincerely: "So, what should I study?" Self-defense? Jujitsu? Or boxing? ”

Ted shook his head, put down his cocked legs, stared into Steve's eyes, and said solemnly: "None of them, what we have to learn is more deadly than these, and we can defeat the enemy with one move!" Even if we can't defeat the enemy with one move, we still have combos, and they are also killer moves, and the moves are fatal! ”

These words aroused Steve's interest, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, rested his elbows on the table, stared at the Earl of the North in front of him and asked, "That... Dare to ask Mr. Earl, what kind of martial arts is this? How powerful is it? I've never heard of such a deadly trick in all these years..."

Ted smiled and exhaled, reached for his satchel, and slowly took out a military Colt M1911 from it and put it on the table: "What we want to learn is called "American Traditional Martial Arts"!" ”

"What technique? Is this amazing? "Steve was unbelievable.

Ted nodded, pointed to the exquisitely crafted weapon on the table, and said solemnly, "I dare say that in this world, there is nothing more powerful than this!" A wise man once said! The best way to take down an enemy is to use it, not any punches! Seven steps away, it's fast! Within seven steps, it's fast and accurate! ”

"But... Such a small thing? How powerful can it be? Can you kill the enemy? Look at those powerful swordsmanship masters, who can even defeat five against one! ”

Ted shook his head and added in time: "You have practiced this "American Traditional Martial Arts" well, and you can even fight dozens of them!" ”

"Dozens!?"

Steve frowned, touched his non-existent beard, and said suspiciously, "Can Mr. Earl demonstrate it for me?" If this thing really works, I'll learn..."

Ted didn't say a word, but took out his weapon and aimed at the target not far away: "Look, that pig's head in the distance!" ”

The two of them shifted their gaze to the pig's head not far away at the same time...

The next moment, Ted pulled out his weapon and borrowed the angular pull bolt of the table!

Between the lightning and flint, aim and shoot in one go!

"Bang !!"

7 shots were fired in a row, and part of the pig's brain target was shattered, and the splashed blood stained the ground red, and the scene was terrible.

At the same time, the sound of the shooting in the room is outrageous... Ted forgot about it again... So 7 fireworks bombs exploded in the faces of the two at the same time!

"How? How about this trick? ”

"What do you say?"

Ted: "Gan! ... I forgot again..."