Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Taking the large slingshot handed to him by the Third Master, Zhang Xingwang picked up a dagger at random, raised the slingshot, pulled it fully, and fired a shot. His movements were clean and smooth, and the dagger flew out as fast as a meteor, flashing away in the dark night.

The two old brothers were stunned and obviously didn't react. They looked at the dagger that disappeared after being activated with a bewildered look on their faces. After the manager reacted, he ran towards the tree with his legs apart, looking up and down and left and right.

While the two brothers were studying the tree, Zhang Xingwang moved his mind and the short sword in space had already pierced the gate. He called the steward who was about to climb the tree, pointed at the gate behind him with a stern face, and said in a deep voice:

"This is basic skill. People without talent will never be able to master it in their lifetime."

The two old brothers trotted to the gate again, looked at the dagger that was penetrated into the wood, and stared at the slingshot for a long time without saying a word.

The manager was a very particular person. After entering the house with Zhang Xingwang, he took out the account books for the two times and showed them to him. He said that these were the most complicated account books he had made in all these years. After all, the price of grain changes every day, and sometimes it even changes twice. It was even more maddening when he encountered people exchanging things for other things. If it weren't for his high bottom line, the account books would have been torn up on the first day.

He said seriously that he would give Zhang Xingwang two days to finish the review and it would be better for him to settle the bill quickly. He said that he had been sleeping among piles of money every day recently and was so scared that he dared not even dream. He had been suffering from insomnia for several days. When he met people when he went out, he felt that they were either workers' security guards or bandits.

Zhang Xingwang looked at the account book which was thicker than his fourth sister's book, and his head ached. He said seriously:

"Master Six, you're joking. Our lineage specializes in hidden weapon skills. Eyesight and mental arithmetic are basic skills!"

After that, he gave the two old men some basic knowledge about air resistance and trajectory, then pointed at the pitch-black night sky and said that there was a frozen fly that had just been blown away by the wind 43 meters away.

Stopping two people who were about to start the second gear to check, Zhang Xingwang quickly flipped through the account book at a glance. After muttering a few words in a pretentious manner, he pointed to the final statistics of the manager and said that there was no problem.

The two old brothers looked at his speed of turning pages with envy, and the manager was even a little jealous, but in the end he happily took out two bundles, which were filled with Mao Zedong's banknotes and gold.

The Third Master looked at Zhang Xingwang who had returned, and noticed that he had nothing in his hands. A hint of envy appeared in his eyes. After looking around and not finding the lame and short-legged master, he shook his hands unwillingly.

He turned around and looked directly at Zhang Xingwang, his expression more serious than ever. Zhang Xingwang saw a hint of ruthlessness in San Ye's eyes. San Ye slowly picked up the pipe that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. This action made Zhang Xingwang feel a chill that was not part of the winter.

The atmosphere gradually calmed down. Zhang Xingwang looked at the Third Master and moved the corners of his mouth. A sense of arrogance came towards him as he spoke.

"Hidden weapons are too conspicuous. It's not worth it for you to use them. The fifth brother is still young, but the third brother is already very old!"

Zhang Xingwang understood this sentence. The Third Master probably wanted to help him and prevent his background from getting dirty.

"I'm just practicing. You know me well, Third Master. I can't let my skills go to waste. What if they become rusty when I don't use them often? So I plan to practice with prey."

The Third Master looked at Zhang Xingwang deeply, raised his head to look at the moon in the sky, and said to himself:

"Makes sense!"

………………

Looking at the Third Master waving a knife around the yard, Zhang Xingwang was powerless to complain. However, this time the Third Master was right. Hidden weapons are indeed used to kill people, but not in China. Zhang Xingwang planned to use them in Hong Kong. After all, there was no peace there either, with four major families and detectives gathering their forces. According to the novels of the previous life, there was great chaos there now.

But his bullets can only be used for hidden guns, so he needs to have a skill for self-defense. A dagger and darts accelerated by a slingshot are a good choice. After all, it is not appropriate to throw them back in Hong Kong, and it is easy to be targeted if you reward people with bullets. With a space of 40 cubic meters and the smooth control of his mind, his defense is invincible within three meters.

When Bai Xiaoya came back, she looked at the Third Master who was sweating all over in the yard with his knife in his hand, and asked in surprise:

"Third Master, have you hurt yourself? You'd better not use a knife with your arm anymore. Take my advice. There is an old man practicing with a knife in the village next to us. He is over 70 years old and still very energetic. He is very good at wielding a knife. Children love to climb over the wall to watch him.

Once an old lady passed by, and the old man got so excited that he twisted his arm. Now he can't even hold chopsticks when eating, and his wife doesn't feed him much. Now he is just skin and bones."

Bai Xiaoya leaned over and pressed against Zhang Xingwang's half body, smiling like a flower and pinching her throat, saying:

"Brother, I saw that Master Liu gave you two big bags of things. It seems that we have made a lot of money today. Shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

Zhang Xingwang looked at his short-legged wife's smiling face, shook his head helplessly, and took out a handful of money and stuffed it into her hand.

The short-legged partner exclaimed after taking the money, stuffed it into his pocket without counting it, changed his posture to a little bird, and continued shamelessly:

"Brother, why are you giving me money? I mean we should celebrate our success. I even brought some digestive pills!"

After decisively slapping her in the face and forcing her to call him brother, Zhang Xingwang went and carried back the largest wild boar.

Bai Xiaoya looked at the big guy in the yard that weighed at least 400 kilograms and murmured:

"An Laoqi is indeed a master. This time I believe him."

The two old brothers laughed after hearing these words. The Third Master stopped laughing halfway. After all, he was a chef. He couldn't finish stewing the still warm wild boar today. It would take him until dawn just to clean it up.

Bai Xiaoya sighed, and while the Third Master and the steward were calling for help, she said quietly:

"Are you planning on going alone?"

Zhang Xingwang asked in surprise:

"How did you know I was leaving?"

"My ears are good. I heard it at Director Qi's house. But it doesn't matter. Just take me with you. I'm your wife!"

Zhang Xingwang didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at Bai Xiaoya who looked like she was about to burst into tears, he replied seriously:

"Whether you go or not, you are my wife, and this time it is really dangerous. I don't want you to go."

Bai Xiaoya immediately wiped away the tears in her eyes and said angrily:

"What are you going to do? Will you come back?"

"I have a reason to go, and it's Chinese New Year... I'll give you this pig. I'll be back after you finish eating it."

Bai Xiaoya didn't perform this time, but said sincerely and happily:

"You go out and fool around, a pig is like sending me away, don't even think about it, you know I like sika deer."

Five minutes later, Bai Xiaoya was speechless as she looked at the sika deer and the silly roe deer in front of her. It took her a long time to squeeze out a sentence.

"Has An Laoqi gone far? I am your wife and the fifth child. You must introduce him to me!"