Martial Arts Godhood: At the Start, Rebels Asked Me to Be an Undercover Agent

Upon seeing Wei Zi, Xiao Wang couldn't help but exclaim, "She's really something!"

"What did you say?" Wei Zi stared at Xiao Wang and pressed him for an answer.

"It's nothing, hello coach." Xiao Wang turned around and nodded slightly to Wei Zi.

How did you know I was your coach, Wei Zi?

"There's only one female instructor for the pistol course, and there's no one else here. Besides, everyone says that Instructor Wei is very beautiful and sexy. I think that no one else could possibly be worthy of such a description except you."

Wei Zi listened, then looked coldly at Xiao Wang, "You're better with your words, aren't you? Fine, I got it. Come with me."

Throughout the entire conversation, he maintained a completely expressionless face, and there was no discernible emotional fluctuation.

Even when faced with Xiao Wang's flattering praise, she still couldn't detect any emotion.

Xiao Wang's heart sank, and he obediently followed behind Wei Zi.

"This woman seems difficult to deal with."

As Xiao Wang followed, he observed Wei Zi's back.

I have to say again, what a great figure!

At the same time, an employee practicing with a submachine gun fired two bursts in quick succession. The resulting breeze blew from the front, ruffling Wei Zi's hair, while a faint scent of perfume wafted into Xiao Wang's nose.

Before he could recover from the admiring gaze, Wei Zi looked at the employee practicing with a submachine gun and coldly said, "You messed up my hair, do you want to die?"

Xiao Wang: ? ? ?

What's with this little bit of wind? It's not like it can mess up your hair.

"Coach Wei, I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming. I'll pay attention next time." The staff member practicing with submachine guns didn't argue at all and immediately turned to apologize to Wei Zi.

At the same time, she looked at Xiao Wang with a questioning gaze.

Xiao Wang was stunned. How could this be possible?

However, he didn't say anything and quietly followed behind Wei Zi.

"Come a little closer, or I'll eat you up," Wei Zi said, turning her head to Xiao Wang behind her.

Xiao Wang then hurried a few steps and walked to a position almost side by side with Wei Zi.

"Have you ever learned to use a gun before?"

"No," Xiao Wang answered truthfully.

Not even a little?

"Absolutely not."

"Firearms are all the rage now, and you haven't learned anything about them?"

"Coach, my family is poor and we don't have the money to learn firearms, so I chose martial arts."

"I know, Jiajia told me about it, oh, that is, your captain."

Upon hearing Wei Zi address Wen Lu as "Jiajiajia," which was no ordinary way of addressing someone, Xiao Wang asked curiously, "Are the coach and our captain very familiar with each other?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? What's it to you? You just arrived and you're already prying into my private affairs."

Xiao Wang: ...?

I was just asking casually, okay? You've practiced your tongue, haven't you?

"Were you specially recruited by Jiajia?" Wei Zi asked immediately afterward.

Xiao Wang: ...

This is my private matter, okay?

"Coach, this is my personal matter. It's not appropriate to pry into my personal affairs on our first meeting."

Wei Zi turned to look at Xiao Wang and asked again, "I'll ask you one more time, were you specially recruited by Jiajia?"

This time, his tone was much colder than before.

As Xiao Wang listened, he felt as if a storm was about to break.

After thinking about it, I decided against it, since we'd all need her to train her marksmanship from now on.

"Well, I guess so."

Xiao Wang replied that he wasn't telling the whole truth, because from Wei Zi's tone, it seemed that Wen Lujia hadn't told her the whole truth either, at least not that they were actually senior and junior brothers and sisters.

Xiao Wang didn't know why she hadn't said anything. Logically speaking, since she was already calling her Jiajia, she should have been honest about something that wasn't exactly a secret, but it seemed that she hadn't.

A woman's heart is like a needle hidden in cotton; two women have seven hearts.

"What does 'count' mean? It means either it is or it isn't."

"Yes, I was specially recruited by Captain Wen Lujia," Xiao Wang quickly added.

"If you've never learned to use a gun, then you're a complete novice when it comes to firearms."

"I guess so." Realizing there was a problem with his answer, Xiao Wang quickly added, "Yes, yes, yes."

Wei Zi led the way, heading straight into the training hall.

Xiao Wang followed behind and only then realized that the training hall was larger than he had imagined.

After passing through at least a dozen areas, Wei Zi finally stopped.

Xiao Wang saw that the sign for the area he was in now read "Wei Zi". Along the way, he had seen many other name signs. He realized that these names must be the coaches' names, and the venue was divided into areas according to the coaches.

The area he is currently in is the area that Wei Zi is in charge of.

I glanced around and saw a shooting range. I glanced at it and saw three marked distances: 10 meters, 30 meters, and 50 meters. There were some props, irregular partitions, and terrain around the open shooting range.

Xiao Wang doesn't know what these things are used for yet, but they are definitely training equipment.

Next to where he is standing, there is a closed room with the words "Wei Zi" written on the door, which is obviously Coach Wei's area.

Wei Zi opened the door and went into the room.

"Come in and close the door."

Wei Zi called out from inside the room.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Wang went inside and closed the door.

This is a room of about fifty square meters, completely enclosed, and furnished like a classroom, with a dozen desks and chairs neatly arranged, and a blackboard at the front.

On the left side of the room, there were some books piled up, which Xiao Wang guessed were all shooting guidebooks, while on the right side, there were some drawn diagrams about shooting.

"This is a place for theoretical learning. Since you have no prior experience, future training will combine theory with practical application. How is your physical fitness?"

Xiao Wang was still looking at the diagrams. To be honest, although there was a firearms training hall next to the martial arts training hall when he was in No. 7 Middle School, he had never been inside it. So these diagrams in the room were also something he had never seen before, and they were quite novel to him.

Hearing Wei Zi's question, he snapped out of his reverie and replied, "It should be alright."

"Should it be again? Remember, there's no 'should' here. In shooting, if you hit the target, you hit it; if you miss, you miss. You can't hit the target if you miss, and you can't get a nine out of ten. Understand?"

"Understood, my physical fitness is pretty good." Xiao Wang replied confidently. From last night's actions, he could tell that as a martial artist, he had a significant advantage in physical fitness and hand-to-hand combat compared to the police officers who used firearms. He guessed that he should be able to reach the level that Wei Zi considered good.

Wei Zi glanced at Xiao Wang. "Alright, we'll do a test later. To your left are some theoretical books, and to your right are diagrams. Feel free to look them up anytime, and ask me if you don't understand anything."

Xiao Wang listened and nodded. After Wei Zi finished her introduction, Xiao Wang raised one hand like a student with a question.

"Is there a problem? Tell me."

Xiao Wang pointed to the small black leather whip in Wei Zi's hand and asked, "Coach, what's this for?"