Super Special Forces King

Chapter 206 The old beggar's argument

206.

Zhang Feng understands that if he is removed from 01, it is undoubtedly a shame, everyone is willing to train to stay in 01.

Hua Yao sent him to the door of the old beggar's room, and then left on the ground that there was a wine bureau.

Knock on the door.

"Come in when you come."

Hearing the voice of the old beggar from inside the door, Zhang Feng couldn't hide his excitement. Of course, if the old beggar hadn't taught him the knife in his mouth, he might have starved to death on the street.

Pushing the door and walking in, I saw that the old beggar was still the same as before, unkempt and wearing dirty clothes.

Sitting on the chair, one foot is on top, one hand is holding the foot, the other hand is grasping the cooked food in the plastic bag on the table, and filling it with two sips of beer from time to time, in a slutty attitude of love and freedom.

"Old beggar..." Zhang Feng felt a little red in his eyes.

The old beggar grabbed a drumstick from the plastic bag with his greasy hands, threw it at Zhang Feng, and said with a smile, "I'm not dead yet, don't cry for me."

Taking the chicken legs, he tore a large bite of meat and swallowed it into his stomach. Zhang Feng raised his head slightly, and then said: "Grass, when is I going to cry for you? Maade, I haven't done it yet to put you on the linen. You’re going to die, tell me in advance so that I’m mentally prepared."

As he said, he walked over and sat opposite the old beggar, picked up the beer on the table and bit the bottle cap with his teeth and poured it into his stomach, and said with a smile: "Old beggar, you are a bit unprepared. You were so awesome in those days. It’s so good that Lao Tzu brought it to eat and drink, and I have to let Lao Tzu eat on the street every day."

"Fuck off, Lao Tzu, I always have the last meal and not the next. It's time to control you. By the way, how is the practice of what I taught you?" the old beggar asked.

Nodding, Zhang Feng said: "I can do what you asked for now." As he said, his wrist shook, the knife in the mouth appeared between the fingers, the fingers were dislocated, and the knife in the mouth was divided into four as thin as a cicada's wings. Slowly spinning and dancing between the fingers.

The old beggar nodded affirmatively, and said: "Yes. The kung fu on his hands is considered home, but the heart is still not at home." As he said, his greasy palm patted Zhang Feng's head and cursed: "I am I don’t understand how the child who dared to fight three, four, five, and three-thirty men with a pig-killing knife in the past, how come you now look like you are in a bind?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng jumped up and grinned: "Made, old beggar, I don’t agree with you. When will I be bound. Besides, it’s different now. Of course, if I don’t work hard, there will be no Money grabs medicine for my mother, and I will starve to death myself. Now..."

"How are you now?" The old beggar threw the bones in his hands on the table, put away his cynical expression on his face, and said solemnly: "Xiaofeng, I tell you. The enemy you will face may be anything you want at any time. I can think of or could not think of a way to put you to death. Between you and me, if you don’t let go of your hands and feet completely, you will die at that time. You are not ready to give me filth and filial piety, and I don’t want gray-haired people to send black hair. people."

Zhang Feng didn't refute it any more. He knew that the old beggar was good to himself, so he nodded and said, "I understand, old man."

"You know what a shit." The old beggar cursed and said: "I'm talking about not only on the battlefield, but also other places. If someone commits a crime, don't give him any face. People are too cheap to get their face together. In front of you, it is your fault if you don't beat or step on it! What's wrong with the arrogance? There is a background behind them, grass, and an old beggar behind you. I am afraid of hanging?"

"Made, if you talked to me early and gave me a reassurance, then what would I be afraid of." Zhang Feng muttered and cursed.

"Cao Nima, whoever you learn to talk to is all swear words, you can't be civilized. By the way, if you have the opportunity to get close to your senior sister, she is also a hard-working person." The old beggar said.

Zhang Feng secretly said in his heart: "Isn't it all you taught me to say bad words?"

When I heard that I was getting close to the elder sister, my head shook like a pendulum, "Chen Wanru? Old beggar, don't make trouble. The first time I met, I was poisoned to kill me. I'd better stay away from her. ."

"Go ahead, let you do whatever you want, why do you do so much nonsense, hurry up and affect Laozi's meal." The old beggar waved his hand impatiently.

Zhang Feng said with a grinning expression, "Then I'm leaving. By the way, old beggar, when will you come to me again? Let's have a drink."

"Fuck off."

As soon as Zhang Feng walked out of the room, an office worker came over and took him to handle his identity information, a 15-digit identity code, and at the same time take ten finger fingerprints and iris.

At the same time, there is a non-disclosure agreement with more than ten thousand words for him to read and sign.

The last watch was handed to Zhang Feng and said: "This is the 01 standard watch, and it is also a contactor. When there is a task, it will contact you through the watch. The pointer on the side of the watch can be pulled out, carrying neurotoxins, and piercing into the human body. It can cause brain death within seconds. Another button can be pressed for a long time to send a help signal, and other 01 soldiers nearby can receive it, so as to provide assistance and rescue. Understand?"

Zhang Feng nodded and put the watch on his left wrist. Not only can the pointer kill the enemy, but it can also be used for suicide when it is critical, which is the same as the glorious bullet.

After finishing everything, Zhang Feng walked out of the underground building, walked out of the five-star hotel, and stood in front of the hotel, but he didn't know where to go for a while.

Although Kyoto is big, it doesn't seem to have its own place.

After thinking about it, I took a taxi and told the driver an address.

The car stopped at the door of the community, Zhang Feng stepped in, walked to the door of 1202, knocked on the door, but no one responded, presumably Zhuo Zhaoyun is not at home or does not live here anymore.

The knife opened the door lock and walked in with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Various signs in the room indicate that Zhuo Zhaoyun is still living here, but not at home.

I stuffed my own things into the cabinet in my room, went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, and saw that it was filled with a lot of ingredients.

I set a fire, boiled water, boiled myself a bowl of steaming noodles, and added two poached eggs.

The steaming soup is filled with oil flowers and green vegetables, and the aroma is overflowing.

After eating, Zhang Feng sat on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, and watched it.

In the evening, the door of the room was opened from the outside, Zhuo Zhaoyun walked in and was startled when he saw Zhang Feng sitting on the sofa, and the Kun bag in his hand fell on the floor with a ‘bang’.