"Remember, when you touch the whistle, in order to quickly draw the knife, you usually hold the knife in your mouth. There is another advantage in doing so, that is, you will not cough even if you catch a cold."

"Oh, master, is that right?" Hu Zi muttered the wooden dagger in his mouth and looked at Wu Ming with his eyes.

"Put the handle of the knife to the right side of the mouth, so that the knife drawing speed will be faster." Wu Ming adjusted for a while and gave Hu Zi the wooden dagger.

"When you are two meters away from the target, take out the short knife from your mouth, approach the target's back, quickly cover the target's mouth with your left hand, and insert the right hand straight into the right neck of the target with the tip of the blade in your right hand. Remember, you must insert the knife to the bottom. In order to enhance the effect, usually the piercing should be accompanied by the movement of stirring the blade." Wu Ming said while doing the movement.

"Is that true?" Hu Zi repeated.

"Absolutely." Wu Ming made an evaluation. "The second way is to cut the neck with a blade, not to gently scratch it, but to almost cut the head off. Of course, this way takes relatively long." Wu Ming continued to explain, "The third way is to cover the mouth and stab the waist directly. This action must be accompanied by the stirring of the hand. Since the target may hang equipment and cover the waist, the action depends on the situation."

"This is it, this is right? Master." Hu Zi asked while repeating the movement seriously.

"The movements are still like that, but these all require practical training. You can practice the movements first!" Wu Ming corrected it and said with a smile.

"Okay." Huzi agreed while starting to repeat the movement seriously.

Wu Ming walked to the side, sat down on a flat stone, took out a cigarette and started smoking. This was found from the Japanese who were killed. It tasted badly and had no filters. Spit, spit, Wu Ming frowned and spit out the tobacco in his mouth.

"Huzi, what is this place?" Wu Ming waved and interrupted Huzi's practice.

"Master, here is not far from Huang'anfang. If you walk west dozens of miles to Zhaozhuang." Huzi said.

"Let's go back tomorrow! I've finished teaching everything you should teach. It depends on your own level." Wu Ming nodded and said with a smile.

"I must exercise well and strive to be as powerful as a master." Hu Zi clenched his fists and assured Wu Ming.

"Good boy, ambitious." Wu Ming praised.

"By the way, master, the young people in the village envy me because I can learn from you. When I go back, I will surprise them." Hu Zi was a little excited when he thought about going back.

"I don't have that much energy. If you want to teach them, teach them. If you meet the Japanese again, everyone can resist it for a while." Wu Ming pinched out the cigarette butt, "Don't call me master in the future, but call me brother. It's easier for me to hear it."

"That's not possible. The village chief and my mother know, so they must scold me for being ignorant." Hu Zi said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, just say I asked you to call this." Wu Ming waved his hand, "I will make it clear to them, so you don't have to worry."

"Master, will we go back along the same route tomorrow?" Hu Zi asked.

"Don't call me a master?" Wu Ming suddenly knocked on Hu Zi's head, "What do you mean? Is there any other way back?"

Hu Zi smiled and rubbed his head, "Brother, brother, hehe, there is actually another way to go back. Look, walk west from here for another five or six miles, and follow that road, you can go back, but..."

"But what, can't you speak more quickly?" Wu Ming cursed with a smile, pretending to knock Hu Zi's head again.

"Don't fight, don't fight." Hu Zi resisted, "That road is not peaceful, there are bandits."

"Bandit?" Wu Ming asked in confusion, "Is there a lot of people?"

"I heard that there are several strands, the big ones are hundreds, eighty, and the small ones are twenty or thirty." Hu Zi said, "I also heard from my father and the village chief that there are 'Blue Cat', 'Black Old Third'..., a bunch of messy names!"

"Did they harm the people?" Wu Ming thought for a while and asked.

"There are good and bad ones." Hu Zi said with his head scratching, "That black third brother is the most unkind. He was recruited by the national army a few years ago, but later he turned against him. He was cruel and capricious, and after breaking the siege (robbing the village), he killed people and set fire, and women did everything he wanted."

"How could this happen? Shouldn't you rob the rich and help the poor if you occupy the mountain? Why is this guy worse than the Japanese?" Wu Ming asked in confusion.

"Why are you still robbing the rich to help the poor? The Black Third has caused a lot of harm to the people in this area, and everyone hates him to death." Hu Zi said with gritted teeth, "By the way, brother, the people have made up a rumor saying that this Black Third Third, do you want to listen?"

"Come and listen." Wu Ming said with interest.

The black third is a short man.

I bought a pot cake and took a box.

The box robbed a mule,

The mule changed the box again,

The box occupied a village,

Catch the people's necks.

"What does this mean? It's a box and a mule." Wu Ming asked in confusion.

"That's the case. I'll tell you carefully to my elder brother and you will understand." Hu Zi said with a smile.

The third brother of Hei is from a poor family, and his parents are honest farmers. When they encounter bad years, they have no overnight food and no way to borrow money, so they can only go hungry. He has a distant aunt who married a rich family, but his uncle who loves money like his life does not recognize him as a poor relative. Seeing that his family cannot make a fuss, he refuses to help his family.

The third black man grew up, strong and fierce, and began to find a way out. He bought a thick and hard pot cake, and after returning home, he cut it into the shape of a pistol, wrapped it in red cloth, and began to block the road and rob.

Not to mention, the Black Lao San successfully robbed many times with this fake gun. When the robbed saw him holding the guy to hold the back, he was so scared that he was so scared that he urinated. Who knew that it was a fake gun and dared to resist!

Later, he kept doing it and robbed his stingy uncle's mule. During the robbery, he covered his head with a black cloth and exposed only his eyes.

In this way, the Hei Lao San became more and more courageous and gradually became a bandit who occupied the mountain and became the king.

"It's actually like this." Wu Ming was a little amused after hearing this.

"Then how many people are there in this Black Old Third, and how powerful is the combat power?"

"It seems like there are 180 people. There are a few brothers under his command. I heard that the marksmanship is very good. Of course, it is far from the elder brother!" Hu Zi flattered him very hard, "And this black third brother has a good way to make his subordinates work hard for him. When breaking the circumference, he will put the silver dollars on the table. It is different. When the bandits take too much, they will rush in front and take too little. This is called 'pay money'. And after opening the circumference, the eldest daughter and the young wife choose at will, so his subordinates are very destined to be money and lifeless."

"Brother, let's go back along the same route! The three black and old men are numerous, so we should avoid it." Hu Zi suggested hesitantly.

"Tsk, you're afraid of a group of bandits." Wu Ming clapped the sniper rifle in his hand, "I've been studying for so long, and it's time to start practicing. There are many people, so we can't beat them and run away."

"Then let's go this way?" Hu Zi asked uncertainly.

"Yes, just follow this road. If you can, fight, fight, and leave if you can't." Wu Ming answered affirmatively, and said to Huzi with a strange smile, "If you are afraid, go back the same way and I'll go and see it alone."
Chapter completed!