During the blood test, Shu Xingbei always felt that Lao Cao was a little nervous. When Lao Cao read the report, Shu Xingbei found that the tension in his body had completely disappeared, and there was even a joy that he couldn't hold. Although Lao Cao wanted to hide, now Shu Xingbei's perception was extremely strong, and even Lao Cao, who was like a fox with a heart, couldn't hide it from him.

Shu Xingbei took advantage of Lao Cao's good mood and raised his own questions.

"What is the relationship between the organization and the company?"

Lao Cao pondered for a moment, "Originally, I wanted to wait for you to come out of the training camp and tell you." Since you asked, I'll tell you. The organization and the company are not related in any way, neither subordinate nor hostile. Strictly speaking, organizations are built with the help of companies. ”

The two of them went one after the other, and after a while, they came to a building boat.

There were two guards here as usual, guarding the deck with a serious expression, and when they saw Lao Cao coming over with Shu Xingbei, their eyes were only slightly fixed, and then they moved away.

"Let's go in," Lao Cao said, turned around and left, and also took Shu Xingbei's blood sample report with him.

After entering the training camp, Shu Xingbei found that the person who registered was actually the left-behind personnel in the mission hall, and he remembered that it seemed to be Qin Cheng.

"Shu Xingbei, right? Before you came, I received a message from Cao Lao, and I have already registered it for you. Let's go, let's go to the camp," Qin Cheng said.

"Camp isn't here?" Shu Xingbei asked suspiciously.

"Strength training is here, I'll lead you over," Qin Cheng didn't say much, and walked ahead. Shu Xingbei followed.

Pushing open a cabin door, you will see a large training field.

Dozens of large sandbags of various sizes were hung inside. In addition to sandbags, there are also various gym equipment on the ground.

"On the first day of training, are you going to pick a few dozen pounds?" Qin Cheng pointed to the sandbag and asked.

He had seen Shu Xingbei's punches, and he roughly estimated Shu Xingbei's strength. While Shu Xingbei was still groaning, Qin Cheng pointed to one of the small sandbags, "That's it, right?" Two hundred pounds. Watch out for rebounds. ”

Shu Xingbei nodded, and was about to go over, when Qin Cheng handed over a pair of boxing gloves.

"Put it on."

Qin Cheng pulled down the two-hundred-pound sandbag.

Shu Xingbei put on his gloves, walked over, and punched the sandbag.

The sandbags were stirred up and swung back with a heavy swing.

Shu Xingbei was caught off guard, he couldn't avoid it, so he had to block it with his fists, and with a bang, he only felt that the blood was surging all over his body, and a hot current rushed to his throat and was swallowed alive by him.

"Something else?" Qin Cheng asked.

Shu Xingbei shook his head. He threw another punch, and the sandbag was raised again, followed by a sharp swing backwards.

Shu Xingbei thought that his reaction ability was not slow, but he didn't expect that the speed of the sandbag was far beyond his imagination.

This time, he still couldn't get rid of the reverberating power of the sandbag, and he stubbornly blocked it with his fists.

With a bang, Shu Xingbei understood that it was not the sandbag that was ringing just now, but the blood in his body flowing rapidly.

"Change it to a hundred catties," Qin Cheng shouted.

He saw that Shu Xingbei's face turned red, and hurriedly shouted. Let him punch again, and the rebound will seriously injure Shu Xingbei.

"Brother Qin, do you usually practice a few hundred catties?" Shu Xingbei swallowed the blood in his throat and slowed down for a while.

"Three hundred catties," Qin Cheng replied.

"Can Brother Qin punch and set an example for me?" Shu Xingbei knew that now was not the time for him to be a hero.

According to the regulations, when newcomers enter the training camp, the old members of the organization do want to demonstrate. The reason why Qin Cheng didn't do it was because he had seen Shu Xingbei punch and knew Shu Xingbei's approximate strength.

Now that Shu Xingbei took the initiative to ask, Qin Cheng pulled down a sandbag of three hundred catties.

Then, Qin Cheng also put on his fist gloves.

Gather strength, punch, punch.

The three links were completed in one go, and Qin Cheng's fist had already hit the sandbag hard.

The sandbag was hit hard, but it didn't bounce back and remained motionless.

Shu Xingbei looked at the indentation of a fist on the sandbag and frowned.

Qin Cheng looked at Shu Xingbei's surprised appearance and couldn't help but smile.

Huang Yinggao was planted in Shu Xingbei's hands, and Qin Cheng was not very happy. Although he felt that Huang Yinggao was excessive, Shu Xingbei, as a newcomer, was there nothing worth reviewing?

At least when he entered the organization, he didn't dare to be as wanton as Shu Xingbei.

Don't talk about him, everyone else is the same. When anyone first joins the organization, they don't all look cautious.

There is another situation, Qin Cheng did not tell Shu Xingbei. That is, the sandbags are not filled with ordinary sand, but Haili fine sand. The sand grains are extremely elastic, and if you hit them with a punch recklessly, if you can't avoid it, you will be hit by the sandbag, and you will be seriously injured and vomit blood.

A two-hundred-pound sandbag has a rebound that is not as simple as two hundred pounds. The heavier the punch, the more power it will rebound.

Even a second-level samurai who can punch two thousand catties with one punch, the first time he practices this kind of sandbag, he will suffer a big loss.

These situations must be explored by the newcomers themselves, and according to the regulations, Qin Cheng can't say.

"You continue to practice, when can you do it like me without rebounding, and the power completely hits the sandbag, you will pass the level," Qin Cheng said, turning around and leaving.

In Qin Cheng's opinion, without ten days and half a month, Shu Xingbei would not find out the law.

The next time is to hand it over to Shu Xingbei to explore.

"I'm going to beat three hundred pounds too?" Shu Xingbei was stunned for a moment.

If he also wants to fight three hundred catties, wouldn't it mean that Qin Cheng has not made progress after entering the organization?

Qin Cheng's face darkened, "No." It's the 200 pound you just chose. You'd better start with 100 pounds, or 80 pounds. If you succeed, there will naturally be a program to notify you that you have passed the level. Remember, power can't be small. If the strength is small, you can't pass the test. ”

Qin Cheng finished talking about the way to pass and walked towards the outside of the cabin door.

Shu Xingbei nodded, he understood.

When Qin Cheng punched just now, he had already noticed Qin Cheng's way of exerting force.

When hitting the punching bag, the punch should be concentrated and not scattered. Once dispersed, the sandbag increases the area of force and the faster it rebounds.

In other words, it is necessary to narrow the force range of the fist, and the force should not be small.

Shu Xingbei frowned and thought, he was thinking about the last three styles of the straight fist. Why is the fist style hitting the acupoint not successful, is it related to the dispersion of fist power?

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up.

If he passes the sandbag level, maybe he will be able to practice the three moves of boxing and punching.

Shu Xingbei closed his eyes, and his mind had a complete picture of Qin Cheng's way of punching.

Luck, fist, elbow back, punch out.

The power poured out, and the fist wind was imprinted on the sandbag.

At this time, Shu Xingbei was still three steps away from the two-hundred-pound sandbag.

Shu Xingbei waited in horror for the rebound of the sandbag. As a result, he heard a machine tone, "Sandbag off, pass." ”

Qin Cheng, who had just walked to the door of the cabin, heard this sound and almost didn't fall.

He wanted to make sure, thinking that he couldn't have heard it wrong.

If Shu Xingbei has not cleared the customs, it is impossible for the machine to make a sound.

Qin Cheng's heart jumped wildly. Shu Xingbei has such an extraordinary talent, he should make more friends with Shu Xingbei.

You must know that the members of the organization go out to do tasks, not by the strength of one person, but by the help of many people. With a strong team, the guarantee of life is also greater.

Qin Cheng thought, and as soon as he turned around, he didn't leave. He was going to continue to go back to guide Shu Xingbei.

At this time, in another place, there were also several pairs of eyes staring at the scene of the training camp.

Bian Wusheng, the person in charge of the force department, looked at Cao Zhengxiong provocatively, "I said Lao Cao, you are a reader, what is the point of passing Shu Xingbei?" If it is handed over to me, within a week, I guarantee that he will pass the sandbag pass. ”

Lao Cao was noncommittal.

"Don't stop talking. It's useless to pretend to be deaf and dumb. The cruel reality will tell you that your choice is wrong," Bian Wusheng wrapped his hands in the sleeves of his padded jacket, stimulating Lao Cao without yin or yang.

Zhou Chuanting was also watching the scene in the training camp. Under normal circumstances, a first-level samurai who can fight a thousand catties has to pass through the Haili Fine Sand Pass, and the fastest is three days.

"Forget it. I don't want to watch it either," Bian Wusheng stood up and sighed, "I'll come back in five days." ”

Although Bian Wusheng quarreled with Cao Zhengxiong, he was still very optimistic about Shu Xingbei in his heart. can say that he will look at it in five days, and he already means that Shu Xingbei can pass the test in five days.

However, at the moment when Bian Wusheng turned around, he saw the corners of Zhou Chuanting's mouth twitch, and his eyes widened, "How is it possible?" ”

"What's going on?" Bian Wusheng looked back in amazement. I saw that the old woman of the soul department also stood up, with an incredible look.

Only Lao Cao put his hands behind his back, humming a little song and walking out.

"Shu Xingbei has passed. I passed the test in three times," Zhou Chuanting couldn't bear to tell Bian Wusheng the result.

"Three times? You mean to say that the moment I turned around, he passed? Bian Wusheng was stunned.

Without waiting for Zhou Chuanting to answer, Bian Wusheng followed Lao Cao and drove out, "I said Brother Cao, old brother, in this way, you give me people, I still have a pack of cigarettes there." ”

Old Cao Li ignored him and continued to walk out.

"Two packs of cigarettes, half a catty of wine, keep you strong enough," Bian Wusheng gritted his teeth.

"Shu Xingbei is my favorite, and it is impossible to give it to you," Lao Cao still refused.

"Then, old brother, what do you want, you open your mouth, I can write you an IOU," Bian Wusheng really couldn't bear to invest in Mingzhu.

"Well, it's impossible to give people to you. If I don't live there, and you call him over, I can't object, can I? Cao Zhengxiong said slowly.

When Bian Wusheng heard this, his eyebrows immediately fluttered, "I knew that Brother Cao was interesting enough." Okay, I'll go over and arrange Shu Xingbei. ”

"Arrange what? What does he need you to arrange now? Let's go back and get two packs of cigarettes and half a catty of wine," Lao Cao replied lightly.

Bian Wusheng felt a pain in his flesh, "Okay, I'll go back." ”

"By the way, I still have to write an IOU, I owe me half a pound of wine and two packs of cigarettes," Lao Cao shouted behind him.

Bian Wusheng almost didn't make a mistake. Cao Lao Dog, ruthless enough.