Crash.

Looking at the pebbles broken into the ground, Dawn put away the axe with an expressionless face.

The axe was given to him by the old farmer, but now it has become the only thing that exists in Little Stone Village.

Dawn vowed secretly that when he caught Cesman, he would first break his bones with this axe, and then hack to death.

Dawn entered the killer system and said with a straight face, "I want to be a killer."

Dawn, who was not a fool, had just been so carried away by his anger that he was eager to find Sisman desperately. But in smashing the stone tablet, he regained his sanity and knew that with his current strength, it was a pipe dream to want revenge. If nothing else, take this piece of scorched soil in front of you, for example, the coverage is larger than when some shells explode.

To increase his strength, the only thing he can rely on now is the killer system. As for the question of *? Then kill it.

The old housekeeper said with relief, "good."

"I want the strictest training."

"as you wish!"

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"Ding, the mission of vengeance begins. Goal: kill Sisman. Task time: unlimited. "

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On the advice of the old housekeeper, Dawn packed up his things and left the cabin and headed east along the road.

After all, no one knows if the Seisman crowd will think of anything and come back to have a look. Then they found that the tablet had been destroyed, and no matter how stupid it was, they knew that things had changed.

Over the next few days, apart from eating Rest, Dawn devoted all his time and energy to the system space.

He eagerly absorbs all kinds of knowledge, and he never fails to learn the skills of camouflage and pretence. And because of his most stringent training, he is now suffering even more in space.

The old housekeeper, dressed in a white coat and holding a scalpel, said, "as a killer, you must know all the parts inside and outside the human body like the back of your hand." Although this is a world I don't understand, according to my observation in the past few days, the human body has not changed. Next, I will take you to dissect various types of bodies. "

Dawn: "."

"the lethal place of the human body is mostly in the upper body, the temple, the center of the eyebrow, throat, heart and so on are the most important, but these places are also the most heavily guarded places. When it is difficult to do something in these places, the aorta is also a good choice. Here, take this thigh first. "

Dawn trembled and took over the dismembered thigh. My heart keeps telling myself, "fake, it's all fake!" Everything in front of me is an illusion, all imagined by the old housekeeper. Hang on, you are the man who wants to be the king of killers. But should Nima's be so lifelike? it's bloody.

"look, this is the artery."

It's all an illusion.

"all you need is a light cut, and the fountain will come out."

It's all fantasy. Poof! Dawn, who was drenched by the Fountain, retreated.

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"this is the age of cold weapons, so melee weapons are essential. And the dagger is the killer's best friend, so I'll teach you how to hold the dagger first. " The old housekeeper demonstrated the forehand and backhand in slow motion: "Don't disagree, the correct grip posture can ensure dexterity and full strength."

It's not easy. I don't know how to follow the picture of a cat and a tiger. Dawn followed the gesture of the old housekeeper and held the dagger.

Old housekeeper: "are you sure you have a tight grip?"

Dawn nodded.

The old housekeeper reached out and brushed it, and Dawn's dagger fell into the old housekeeper's hand. Homeopathic crosscutting, the dagger slid through the throat. Dawn broke up with a "ah" and reorganized a few meters away.

"you are dead."

Dawn touched his throat with fear and shouted angrily, "what are you doing?"

The old housekeeper said faintly: "in space, you are immortal." This is to impress you. This time it's a friendly reminder. Next you die once, I will give you one to nine levels of pain depending on the situation. Believe me, it tastes wonderful. "

Speaking of this, the old housekeeper smiled a rare smile. Of course, in Dawn's heart. What a sick smile!

"all right, let's do it again. Are you sure you have a tight grip? "

"well, hold. Ah! "

Dawn let out a wail and fell apart again.

But this time a feeling of pain to the bone marrow went straight to the bottom of my heart. When Dawn regained his figure, he curled up together and held back his tears.

"humble, despicable, you, steal, attack." The severe pain made it difficult for Dawn to speak.

Old housekeeper: "Congratulations, you have a preliminary understanding of the meaning of the killer."

"are you kidding me? there is no secret meaning."

"despicable and sneak attack!" The old housekeeper said calmly, then hooked: "all right, stand up like a man, it's just a first-class pain."

When Dawn's body shivers, Nima, is this a first-class pain?

"are you sure you have a tight grip?"

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Finally, after Dawn enjoyed three times of first-class pain, the old housekeeper reluctantly nodded and approved Dawn's grip posture.

"well, after you know how to hold a dagger, here's how to use it. The dagger is short, and its power is limited if it doesn't hit the point. As for where the key is, I have already taught you in human body teaching. The attack methods of daggers are generally stabbing, cutting, lifting, picking and cutting. Next, I will demonstrate one by one. Your task today is to do each action a thousand times. "

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Dawn has a sleepless night. maybe you think it's okay to wave a thousand times. But the point is on the word "qualified". The old butler's demonstration of the dagger on the mannequin left parameter data. Those who do not match this data will all be considered unqualified.

Dawn's initial waving was entirely a stroke of luck. Later, gradually found some feelings, and the qualified rate continued to rise.

From the beginning of the arm fever, to soreness, and then to numbness, and finally completely numb. The mind also began to muddle, and at last there was only mechanical waving of the arms.

It's, uh, lighter.

Qualified.

It's, uh, a little heavy.

Qualified.

Qualified.

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Dawn, who was in a trance, did not know that at this time his qualified rate of swinging was the highest.

In the end, Dawn himself did not know when to achieve the target. When he heard the old housekeeper say "all right", he replied "Oh" and fell to the ground and passed out.

Over the next few days, Dawn achieved such a swinging target once a day in addition to learning other skills.

Finally, on the fourth day, Dawn could not help the boring practice and offered to learn the skill of using a dagger.

The old housekeeper looked at Dawn and said, "you are learning now."

Dawn said gloomily, "it's not these. I'm talking about moves and things like that."

"Oh? Have you mastered the basic use of the dagger? "

Looking at the calm eyes of the old housekeeper, Dawn nodded a little guilty.

"well, then use the basic dagger method to see," the old housekeeper turned his hand and showed the dagger: "you attack."

Tang Enliang clenched the dagger, stepped sideways and bent his arms ready to attack, then suddenly stopped and hesitated: "you are immortal, too, aren't you?"

The old housekeeper glanced at the corner of his mouth: "I don't think it's necessary to answer this question."

In an indifferent tone, there is no doubt that he is strong and confident.

"er. He's really good at pretending to be a B, "says Dawn. Bend the arm and stab the target heart.

"too light", the old housekeeper fended off Dawn's straight stab, "the weak attack, after being swung away, is to greet you …". Death! " The old housekeeper's dagger suddenly speeded up.

Bang, "ugh!"

Needless to say, Dawn, who reorganized his body, once again experienced first-level pain.

"come again," I have to say, when you have experienced too much, the pain can also be used to. After a painful cry, Don stepped on the ground and stabbed the old housekeeper in the heart again.

"it's too heavy." A faint voice.

The old housekeeper's simple side cloth wrapped around the back of Dawn: "it is also an art. After mastering strength and speed.". "the old housekeeper's simple side cloth wrapped around Dawn's back:" it is also an art to master strength and speed. "

Dawn felt a chill in his neck, as if he heard a hiss of wind in his ear, and a thin curtain of blood spurted out from his throat.

It's really nice to hear.

"Uh, ah." The sound of pain rose again, and the instant disconnection of the literary and artistic cavity was awakened by the first-class pain.

The old housekeeper clapped his hands, and the dagger disappeared without a trace: "keep practicing."

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"hold on, call. Insist on. "

In the space, Dawn was sweating with a 50-jin backpack on his back and walking in the desert with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Desert? Yes, it is the scorching desert.

Dawn's goal today is to reach his destination within three hours.

The old housekeeper called it a way for a country's special forces to train their strength and endurance.

But. Damn it, where is this destination? I feel like I'm spinning around!

In fact, Dawn's feeling is not wrong, if viewed from high above, the road Dawn walked can be painted into an irregular ellipse.

"it seems that some motivation is needed." The old housekeeper touched his chin.

Then Dawn suddenly noticed that there was a scorpion the size of a millstone behind him.

Hard to swallow and spit, "Old Household, you must die." Ah! "

The old housekeeper held a sun umbrella in the desert and took a sip of chilled wine. "it seems that one is not enough, so add a few more."

With a wave of his hand, three more big scorpions pounced on Dawn in the distance.

"Damn it, old housekeeper, me, me."

"I was wrong!"

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