Courtyard house, outside the alley.

A figure limped by.

The person who came was less than 1.6 meters tall, wearing gray cotton clothes and cotton pants, and fat clothes, looking bloated.

Hands in sleeves, hairballs, raunchy.

With an ordinary sallow face and an inch-long beard, he looks very old, like an old farmer who has been crushed by life.

As the man walked, his right leg shook from the inside to the outside from time to time, and his body shook with it, and his expression was even more wooden, only a pair of eyes flashed when they were turning.

The lame man walked slowly through the mouth of the alley, his eyes quickly flashed from the door of the courtyard, and he saw two figures smoking around the corner, and then continued forward.

After a while, I came to the alley behind the courtyard, looked carefully for a while, and then quickened my pace.

The sky was bright, but the lame man picked on the dark alleys, as if he couldn't see the light.

Finally, in front of a large courtyard, his pace slowed down again and slowly walked into the courtyard.

"Lao Kang, you're back, how is it today?"

An old man asked with a smile on his face as he entered the door.

Lao Kang's lame man still has a wooden face, but he has a smile, which makes people feel naïve and honest.

"Uncle Ma, I didn't live today, I came back early."

"However, it's almost the New Year, and the day after tomorrow may be there."

Lao Kang said, and the old man smiled and nodded.

"You're not too young, it's time to find yourself a home!"

"If you have saved enough money, tell your uncle and find one for you."

Lao Kang listened, but grinned.

Say nothing.

Lao Kang threw his legs and walked home.

Uncle Ma's sigh came from behind, "Alas, it's all the sins of the little devils!" ”

Lao Kang clenched his fists.

When he came to the door, Lao Kang didn't rush to move, his eyes scanned the mechanism flowing on the side, and after making sure that no one came, he pushed open the dilapidated small door on the right and walked in slowly.

And when he entered, behind the small door on the left, there was a one-foot-long beast trap underneath, and if someone who didn't know stepped into it suddenly, it was estimated that his calf would have to be broken.

Lao Kang walked in, and it was gray inside.

After a while, his eyes got used to it, and then he put the trap away and put it under the bed.

Then, Lao Kang closed the door, sat under the window, and slowly lifted his right leg up and put it on the table through the sunlight.

The whole person rested for a moment, and then pulled up his trouser legs, revealing half of the wood.

artificial limb

The entire lower leg is a prosthesis from below the knee.

Lao Kang looked at the prosthetic leg, his face was twisted with anger, and it took a long time to calm down.

Everyone else calls him Lao Kang, but in his heart, there is only one mask.

If you wear a mask for a long time, it may become a habit, but it cannot replace the name given to you since childhood.

The original name, except for himself, can silently say a few words in his heart, and no one in this world shouts it.

Lao Kang reached out to untie the wrapped strip of bandage, then removed the prosthetic leg and placed it in front of the table.

Only then did I realize that the prosthesis was hollow, and something faintly fell down.

A mess of parts, a few bullets, a piece of paper, a small stick.

Lao Kang caught it with his hand, then arranged the parts neatly, and then looked carefully at the piece of paper, on which was drawn how to assemble and use. After reading it step by step, Lao Kang skillfully assembled the scattered parts, and soon assembled a palm-sized pistol.

It was the FP-45 Liberator pistol.

This kind of pistol, which can only shoot one bullet at a time, is very inconvenient to use.

And the movement is not small, basically it will be exposed after using it once.

None of that was on his radar, though.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

The one he used to use before, because he was afraid of being discovered when he moved, threw it into the West Sea at night.

If the gun was still there, many things would be easy to do, unlike now, when you had to organize a hand to help.

However, it turned out to be necessary to do so.

Some of his colleagues who are better than him are found out in this way.

And he, however, can rely on caution and keep lurking.

"Right now, I can only make do with it."

Lao Kang looked at the assembled pistol and slowly fell into memory.

The target of the mission is Yang Xiaotao.

The eighth-level fitter of the Red Star Rolling Mill is the designer of the heating stove, and according to insider information, this guy is also a developer of high-yield corn.

Such young people, in their list, also belong to the B level.

However, although talents like Yang Xiaotao are not protected by personal guards, they will pay special attention to the street jurisdiction or something.

He has tried to approach his target many times these days, but there are always a few pairs of eyes sweeping over him.

Those people are murderous.

That's why he didn't succeed.

However, he is confident that he will complete this mission, because he has already figured out the rules of Yang Xiaotao's life, and if he is given some time, he will have a lot of opportunities to assassinate.

And it can also be disguised as an accident, and it will not be detected itself.

However, the order issued by the organization will not work if it is not done.

Of course, he didn't care about the organization's orders.

Deep in the heart, it has persisted all these years. I don't care about life and death.

The only thing that has supported him to live a poor life until now has never been money and women, but the hatred in his heart.

He wants revenge.

Avenging his family, avenging his daughter-in-law who didn't pass through the door, avenging this leg, and avenging his miserable life.

In a trance, Lao Kang seemed to see his own world.

The servants who came and went in and out of the compound, the servants who were respectful and polite to him, the girls who were eager to climb onto his bed and offer themselves pillows.

And all of this is gone.

Nope.

bang

Lao Kang thumped his prosthetic leg, and the muffled voice regained his composure.

"Why?"

"Why?"

Lao Kang has asked himself countless times in his heart, why is he like this?

He had a happy family, a wealthy life, a lot of money, and an honest servant.

Later, the devil came, and the family ran to the south, and then the devil ran away, and they came back here.

A worry-free life was regained.

But then, he had nothing.

Who is in the way of their family's wealth?

Why bring them down?

Why not give them a way to live?

In the end, he understood, there was no why.

Therefore he hated those who had divided their land.

Therefore, he wants to keep these people hungry and cold forever.

So, whoever makes this place better, is his enemy.

Deal with the enemy and kill with one hit.

Lao Kang put the Liberator pistol in his arms, and then took out a bullet.

This pistol, there is only one chance, and it must be close to the target to work.

So, in order to ensure the completion of the task, Lao Kang decided to add some material to the bullet.

After putting on his prosthetic leg, Lao Kang walked to the kitchen again, found a small blue bottle in the bottles and cans, opened it carefully, put the bullet in it, then shook it twice, took it out with tweezers, and put it on the table to dry.

Everything, accustomed to it.

After doing this, Lao Kang started cooking in the kitchen, but his mind was thinking about how to get rid of Yang Xiaotao.

This operation was a bit hasty, but it was not without opportunities.

Because of the exchange group, a lot of manpower from the surrounding police stations has been transferred, and there are loopholes in the protection around the courtyard.

Just like when he passed by today, he didn't see his peers last time.

So it's an opportunity, but before he acts, he needs to confirm where the target is.

With a large courtyard and sometimes several families in a row of houses, he needs to find where his target is.

Because you only get one chance.

After dinner, Lao Kang lay on the bed and fell asleep slowly.

As usual, the compound soon fell into calm, the weather was cold, everyone was in the bed, there was a mother-in-law holding the mother-in-law to keep warm, and those who didn't could only hold the quilt.

In the courtyard, Yang Xiaotao sat on a chair, looking at the "Complete Works of Lu Xun" in front of him, Ran Qiuye was walking in the room on the side, coming over from time to time to take a look, both of them read this book, but every time they finished reading it, they gained something.

Ran Qiuye is the harvest of the ideas in the text, and Yang Xiaotao is not limited to this, but also the harvest of credits.

Now, Yang Xiaotao has gathered enough wool in this book, and the accumulated credits have reached more than 1,000.

Yang Xiaotao is thinking about how to use these credits.

At present, the assessment task of the engineer has not been completed, and the main skill cannot be improved.

So you can only improve the sub-skills.

The sub-skills that can now be improved are Fishing, Cooking, Carpentry, and Mechanic Mastery.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the various levels, fishing skills and cooking skills are level four, mechanical proficiency is level three, and carpentry is level two.

The four sub-skills give different things, the fishing skill improvement gives a bunch of tickets, the cooking skill gives eggs, duck eggs, carpentry focuses on vegetables and fruits, and the mechanical mastery seems to be for drawings.

And the credits required for the four sub-skills are also different.

Fishing skills require less to level up, cooking skills are the same as carpentry, and the highest is mechanical mastery.

Yang Xiaotao thought about it again and again, considering the current living needs and credit allocation, and finally decided to upgrade fishing, cooking and carpentry to level 5.

The credits are just right, and there are still some points left to exchange for items on a daily basis.

After reading the book again, Ran Qiuye was already lying on the bed, Yang Xiaotao saw that the time was ten o'clock, then put the books away, added quick coal to the stove, and then washed his face and went to bed and lay down.

Reaching out and hugging Ran Qiuye, after a moment of silence, Yang Xiaotao began to upgrade the operation.

"Ding, the host consumes 400 credits to increase the level of fishing skills."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the fishing technique has been upgraded to level five, and the reward is monthly: 10 catties of national food stamps, 20 catties of money, one foot of cloth stamps, 1 catty of cotton stamps, half a catty of sugar stamps, and one catty of wine stamps."

"Ding, the host consumes 450 credits to improve the cooking level."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the cooking skills have been upgraded to level five, and the reward is every month: 20 catties of meat tickets, 10 catties of eggs, 10 catties of duck eggs, and 10 catties of goose eggs."

"Ding, the host consumes 200 credits to increase the carpentry level."

"Ding, the host consumes 300 credits to increase the carpentry level."

"Ding, the host consumes 450 credits to increase the carpentry level."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the carpenter is promoted to level five, and the reward is monthly: 20 catties of vegetables, 20 catties of fruits, 20 catties of rice, and 20 catties of fine grains."

Yang Xiaotao, who closed his eyes, only felt a dinging chaos in his mind, and then a stream of information continued to agitate in his mind, quickly digesting the experience after the level improvement, and his whole body was trembling unconsciously.

Ran Qiuye only felt that the man behind her hugged her tighter, the frequency of trembling, and the place where her hands were covered, made her face slowly turn red

After Yang Xiaotao completely digested it, the time had reached midnight, Yang Xiaotao opened his eyes, the excitement in his mind had not faded, as if he had taken a stimulant, and he was full of energy.

The woman in her arms was like a kitten, wiping her hand, with a wicked smile on her face, gently kissing Ran Qiuye's hair, and then lying with her eyes closed against her neck, looking at the personal panel at this time.

Yang Xiaotao

Age: 23

Credits: 211

Skill:

Engineer (inactive)

Fitter grade eight.

Fishing level 5. Culinary Skills Level 5. Carpentry Level 5. Mechanic Mastery Level 3.

Redemption Bar: 5

Pets: Wood Elves, Chinese Pastoral Dogs.

Redeemable items: Cuttlefish balls, peeing beef balls, fish tofu, shiitake mushroom balls, sweet but not spicy.

After reading it, in addition to giving more things every month, the biggest gain is the improvement of skills, and the ability is good.

Thinking about it, I will practice my cooking skills tomorrow to see how the cooking skills of the fifth level are different from those of the fourth level.

(End of chapter)