The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1579

The first thousand and 580 chapters and two plum blossom posts

The old cat used to be the most powerful firearms instructor in the hunter school.

Not only has he won the school's shooting championship for three consecutive years, but he has also wiped out three vicious gangs of poisonous fans with one shot.

By a coincidence, the old sect master Tang was attacked by militants abroad, and it was Lao Mao who happened to pass by and took the initiative to resolve the crisis of the old sect master.

It was also in that battle that the old sect master admired the old cat.

[-] million dug him from Hunter School to Tang Sect.

30 million more than [-] years ago is simply an astronomical figure, and the old cat has no resistance to quit.

It's just that the old cat came to Tangmen and didn't serve as a guard or perform the task of killing enemies, but was sent by the old gatekeeper to secretly train Tang Sanguo in Zhonghai.

The old cat taught Tang Sanguo all the skills, and the two had an additional layer of mentor-student friendship.

"The old sect master asked you to train Tang Sanguo, probably hoping that he would be stronger and better able to deal with sudden changes."

Ye Fan nodded thoughtfully:
"Isn't it normal to just learn something?"

While turning on the phone, Ye Fan asked curiously: "Why did the old sect master let you train secretly?"

"Although Old Sect Leader Tang didn't tell me at the time, I still know what he meant."

"One is that the Tang Sect was already turbulent at that time."

The old cat coughed softly: "Training Tang Sanguo is equivalent to making him stronger, and it is easy to attract jealousy or conspiracy from others."

"Secondly, Tang Sanguo has one more unknown firearms skill, which can make opponents take it lightly, and may become a killer weapon for life-saving at critical moments."

"So no matter whether I, the spear master, was hired, or Tang Sanguo was secretly trained, only me, the old sect master and Tang Sanguo know about it."

He added: "The rest of the Tang clan's nephews, including Mrs. Tang, don't know about it."

"It seems that the old sect master really dotes on Tang Sanguo."

Ye Fan said lightly: "Otherwise, we wouldn't have made so many arrangements for the powerful Tang and Three Kingdoms."

This also shows that the old sect master has a very keen sense of smell and can predict the dangers Tang Sanguo will face in the future.

It's a pity that Tang Sanguo was too defiant, which made the old sect master's painstaking efforts go to waste.

"Tang Sanguo is a genius, and it is easy for people to cherish the idea of ​​talent."

"I stayed with him for two months, and I admire him very much!"

The old cat took another sip of whiskey, then smiled wryly at Ye Fan:
"I'm in the Hunter School, three years as a student, three years as an instructor, and three years in actual combat."

"Nine years of struggling back and forth, and thousands of rounds of bullets, to barely achieve the title of gun god."

"But Tang Sanguo is different. He is too evil. He can not only understand a lot of things, but also draw inferences."

"He learned all of my nine-year theories and experiences in three weeks, and even scored a hundred hits in the fourth week."

"However, this is not enough for him. After he mastered the knowledge of firearms, he bought equipment and modified it himself."

"Change bullets, change guns, change tactics, he simply subverted my perception of firearms."

"When he fired the first high-energy flame bomb, I suddenly felt that my past nine years had been wasted!"

"However, besides impacting my knowledge, he also taught me a lot."

"Later, I was able to change from the gun god to the absolute shadow gun god, which was also inspired by Tang Sanguo."

"It can be said that I am Tang Sanguo's firearms enlightenment instructor, and he is the guiding light for my firearms breakthrough."

Lao Mao didn't hide his evaluation of Tang Sanguo.

"Guns, templates, bronze figures...he is indeed a genius."

Although Ye Fan did not witness the glory of Tang Sanguo, many things he experienced are changing his original cowardly image of Tang Sanguo.

His emotions towards Tang Sanguo are also very complicated.

It's a pity that his generation of geniuses has fallen to this point, and I'm happy that this guy who separated himself from his parents will be rewarded with evil.

If Tang Sanguo hadn't fanned the flames to retaliate against his mother, he wouldn't have spent his childhood in darkness, and his mother wouldn't have been worried for more than 20 years.

Then, he restrained his emotions.

"You said you stayed with him for two months?"

Ye Fan asked: "After two months of training, you left him? Didn't you stay to protect him?"

"For a genius like Tang Sanguo, I can only train him for a month."

The old cat let out a long breath: "In the last month, I stayed because I needed to fight with him."

"Of course, when I left him, apart from having nothing to teach, there was also a disagreement behind the philosophy."

Having said that, he smiled wryly: "This concept is also the root cause of his subsequent failures."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "What difference?"

"For me, knives and guns are dangerous things. Don't use them unless you have to, let alone use them to kill people."

The old cat took another sip of whiskey to moisten his throat:
"Otherwise, if you kill too much with a knife and gun, you will easily become bloodthirsty and cruel."

"At that time, instead of controlling the sword and gun by yourself, you will be controlled by the sword and gun."

"So the gun in my hand is more for defense. It can blow up enemies who attack me, and it can also blow up murderers who can see or hear..."

He sighed lightly: "But you can't take the initiative to provoke trouble with a knife and gun."

"This concept is correct. Excessive bloodthirsty will lead to madness and demons."

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched: "Tang Sanguo was bloodthirsty at that time?"

"After I trained Tang Sanguo in actual combat, he wasn't satisfied with playing with me until the end, and he didn't like to snipe and kill rabbits and elks."

Thinking that Tang Sanguo has been imprisoned by Ye Tang, the old cat no longer hides it. Anyway, what he said has no effect on Tang Sanguo:

"Even the lions of the African savannah, he has no interest."

"After he got the list of world-ranked gunners from me, he used the code name 'Club Blossom' to issue letters of challenge one by one from the end."

"The stakes are life and $100 million."

"Whether the opponent should fight or not, on the day of the appointment, Tang Sanguo will face off against the challenger."

"It's almost once every two days. After two months, he challenged [-] world-ranked shooters."

"Twenty-three of them accepted the challenge, and seven refused, but no matter whether they accepted the challenge or refused, they all died under his sniper rifle."

"I see that the more Tang Sanguo plays, the more crazy he becomes. Sooner or later something will happen if this continues, so I advise him not to challenge again."

"After all, many people have been killed, and it is easy for people to find out who is behind the plum blossom."

"It's just that Tang Sanguo told me that in his opinion, a gun is a sharp weapon for offense. If you don't kill people, you can just make a firestick."

"I said a few more words, and he said, it's okay to advise him, and the master and apprentice will fight with real swords and guns."

"He said to give me the next plum blossom challenge post, as long as I beat him, he will be a man with his tail between his legs."

"I can't persuade him, I can only tell the old sect master, and then leave Tang Sanguo with [-] million!"

The old cat recalled the past, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a touch of helplessness.

I don't know whether it's lamenting the infinite scenery of the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty, or lamenting his youth and frivolity.

Ye Fan's extreme attitude towards Tang Sanguo didn't cause much trouble.

Old Tang once hired murderers to take revenge because his mother didn't help, so it is understandable for Lao Mao to post plum blossom posts.

He asked: "After you left, did he stop?"

"I went abroad to continue working as an instructor, and I didn't pay much attention to Tang Sanguo."

The old cat shook the whiskey lightly, narrowed its eyes and recalled vigorously:

"However, I heard that in the fall of that year, several sharpshooters from China were killed."

"One of them is the nephew of the five great families, Yuan Hanjiang..."

(End of this chapter)