Wang Haonan easily dodged the sword light, opened the safety casually, pulled the trigger, and three empty bullets suddenly came with a whistling sound, hitting Paul accurately.

Paul felt that death was so close to him, he was like a god of death, he was in control of his life and death in a flash, his chest was swept by a violent wind, and the feeling of tearing echoed in his heart.

He screamed, roared, and bounced, like a drowning man struggling to get rid of his indescribable suffocation. He suspects that he is the embodiment of the devil, who specializes in taking in homeless homeless children and brutally dismantling them.

"Am I going to die? Will I end up dying in this secret room? If life could start all over again, would I resist the temptation of the demons?

............

After a quarter of an hour, Paul woke up, thinking that he was dead, going to hell, and he looked carefully at the place of this hell, this secret room, and found that there was no difference between hell and the earth, and where he died, there was hell.

The sword marks are clearly visible, and there are two shallow marks on the table, although they are not obvious, but they can still be seen on a closer look. There was a deep scar on the table leg, which showed that although he was scared at that time, he desperately resisted, and at this moment, the blade of the sword was still on the table leg, as dead and dark as a defeated army.

At the edge of the shelf, the sword mark silently told that Paul had failed, and he was completely defeated, he stroked his hot chest, and secretly thought that it was impossible for him to fight against Wang Haonan, and he didn't want to kill himself, he was just playing tricks on people!

He looked at the two swords that fell to the ground, they also looked dull at the moment, much stronger than himself, at least they could have a new master, and he was afraid that he would live in the palm of the demon's hand from today onwards.

Paul touched his hot, somewhat burned chest, and was shocked to realize that there was only some bruising, and there was no blood gushing out, and his mind was so confused that he didn't know where to ask for a while.

He stood up, looked at the pistol on the table, held it in his hand, studied and disassembled it little by little, and when this thing was disassembled dozens of times, he unscrewed the bullets and found that they were all empty, empty bullets, which I am afraid only a weirdo can do!

Facing the baptism of bullets, I found that he was just teaching himself how to survive, and he was too timid, so he scared himself half to death with such a bullet.

Although he was fine, it was like a nightmare, as if he was forcibly possessed by a nightmare, unable to move, and unable to get out of the shadow of death.

Suddenly, Paul fainted!

............

Wang Haonan nodded, twisted his lower neck quite satisfied, took off his coat, wrapped Paul, and then gently picked him up and placed him on the table.

Then he moved his stiff legs a few times, pushed open the door, walked out of the secret room, locked it, quietly and silently left Cai Ji Roast Chicken Shop, returned to Nanjuli, prepared to take a bath, brush his teeth, and sleep peacefully.

............

Paul opened his misty eyes, stared at the ceiling, and curled up in a daze, still not realizing what had happened yesterday, how he had existed, whether he was alive or dead.

Paul muttered, this is probably a demon-haunted, nightmare body.

It seems that it is not yet the time to wake up, so go to sleep, and if you sleep for a while, you will find that you are still living in a family environment.

There is a bed and a futon, although it is not very comfortable and luxurious, but for yourself, the faint musty smell is the warmest taste, which is the taste of home.

There is a brother and a mother, although they are overworked, but for themselves, the connection that originates from the blood is the most beautiful connection, that is, a root rooted in the city, which has no connection with thousands of them, and stares at each other.

............

Squeak!

The door opened, Wang Haonan walked into the secret room with roast chicken and flower tea in his hand, closed the door casually, walked to the table very casually, put the roast chicken and flower tea on the table, and said to Paul: "After eating and drinking, you have to be mentally prepared, everything has just begun, this is just an appetizer." ”

Paul stared at the roast chicken and flower tea on the table in a daze, remembering the words he had sworn yesterday.

No matter what you want me to do, even if I go up the knife mountain and down to the sea of fire, I don't hesitate to go to the soup and the fire.

Can you really do it?

What virtue can he have to let him treat him like this?

What are you afraid of, what governs you, and what kind of fear is all around you?

His tears overflowed, and the sadness in his heart surged from his eyes like a broken embankment, falling wildly with an uncontrollable momentum.

He probably broke down!

"You're probably broken!" Wang Haonan didn't care, and his understated tone made people shudder for a while.

"Do you have the emotions that humans have, do you know the difference between humans and demons?

Isn't that the case, you're a perverted uncle who abuses children, and you're satisfied?!

Ah, why do you treat me like this, obviously I have already said that I can do whatever you want, even if I go up the knife mountain and down to the sea of fire, I will not hesitate to go to the soup and the fire!"

"Whoever does not respect his oath will die as a feather, and his life as a feather. The oath that cannot be kept is more tormenting than the feather, and more anxious than the dull hair.

You are now nothing more than a barking house dog, with no claws at all, and can keep your oath and stick to your heart.

Except for the ability to scream a little outstanding, except for these useless temperaments of cowardice and cowardice, you are useless at all.

Why train you in this way, for if you are not a butcher, you are a lamb.

You are a lamb now, and you will still be a lamb in the future, and only when you set foot on the top of me can you have a chance to become a butcher. ”

Wang Haonan tapped on the table, his eyes flashed with a few tears of sorrow, paused slightly, and said with a smile: "By the way, I'm just a lamb with some life-saving means, not powerful, on the contrary, it's just ordinary." ”

Paul's expression suddenly turned into a trance, and he lost the bottom line he had always adhered to, and he had fought back before, sprinkling incense ash and cigarette ash, which were just small means that did not have any effect at all.

He suddenly realized that the law of the jungle is what it is, and mercy is only a tool used by the strong to rule the weak. They stipulate good and evil, and they use good and evil to bind their morality, so that they dare not resist, and they will only use some small means to resist, so that they can deal with themselves justifiably.

Good and evil are just a fig leaf, which cannot cover the raging fire of desire.

He asked tremblingly, "What should I do to become a lamb with claws? at least I should live like you to have a chance, right?"

Wang Haonan bowed his head slightly, touched Paul's head, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to be me? Are you ready?

The triple hit baptized Paul like an empty bullet, and he let out a bitter laugh, this is your trick, let me face the fear of life and death first, and then smoothly invite you into the urn!

Paul shook his head, swallowed the last bite of chicken, his voice trembled, his voice was low, and he said, "I have never prepared, where can I get ready?!" ”

Suddenly, Wang Haonan was like a fish in his throat, like the long tongue of a rejuvenating corpse, penetrating his body, and he became sluggish and empty.

............

And at this moment, Paul showed a sly smile, a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and he looked determined to do something, and some thoughts were brewing in his heart.

............

Wang Haonan came back to his senses, pointed to the barrel, patted Paul's head, and ordered: "Choose a sword weapon that suits you, and then practice holding the sword." Practice is arranged in such a way that after holding the sword for 45 minutes, take a break. Then continue to practice and rest. This stage is not over until you are satisfied.

The end of this phase means the beginning of the next phase.

If you have any doubts in your mind, think about them yourself, and don't ask me again. Ask me for nothing, I don't know anything.

Well, this larger hourglass starts with the sword in hand, and you can rest when you finish flowing. This smaller hourglass is timed from the rest, and the sword is held after the flow.

Yours, do you understand?"

Paul nodded, jumped off the table, went straight to the barrel position, chose the weapon in his hand, and said with a smile: "Understood, Uncle Wang." ”

"I'm going to be busy with work, don't run around by myself, practice holding the sword obediently, and when I come back, there will be orange Jiashang. ”

Wang Haonan left his back to Paul, closed and locked the door, and vaguely heard such words coming from the secret room.

"Uncle Wang, I will only eat one, and the rest of the oranges are yours. ”

"Your uncle!" Wang Haonan stretched out his middle finger, there was no wave in his heart, but his body was staggering, he almost couldn't hold it, and collapsed on the board.

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Paul earnestly recalled what Wang Haonan had taught, pondered it slowly, and muttered it in his mouth.

Tai Chi Sword

There are two ways to hold a sword.

1. The palm of the sword is close to the handguard, the index finger is attached to the hilt, the thumb and the rest of the fingers are clasped on both sides of the handguard, and the spine of the sword is lightly attached to the back of the forearm.

Important: Hold the sword tightly in your hand so that the blade is perpendicular to the ground, and do not allow the blade to touch your body.

2. Hold the sword

Positive grip: Hold the hilt of the sword, bend the thumb on the second knuckle of the index finger, and hold the hilt together with the other four fingers, at this time the direction of the blade is the upper and lower (i.e., standing sword) The blade on the side of the little finger is below.

Reverse grip: Opposite to the main grip of the sword, stand the sword with the blade on the side of the little finger.

Down-to-side grip: Flat sword (i.e., the direction of the blade is left and right) holds the sword with the palm facing down.

Hold the flat sword on your back with the palm of your hand facing up.

Key points: When holding the sword, the wrist should be loose, the fingers should be active, and the palm should be empty; the thumb, middle finger, and ring finger should be the main way to hold the sword, and the index finger and little finger should cooperate.

After understanding the whole process, Paul began to work with the sweater needle he chose, striving to be accurate, natural, and as effortless as holding chopsticks.

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Time passed little by little, in addition to holding the sword and being in a daze, Paul turned the whole secret room upside down, he found that there was something similar to a title deed in the live ammunition box, he found a felt-like leather product under the sword barrel, and he found that there was a card in the leather product, which said "Li Zanfu covers wine".

The whole person fell into silence, and he had a strong urge to destroy everything here, but fortunately, he was afraid of intracting crazy revenge and incurring his own death, so he did not make an out-of-the-ordinary move.

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