"Third uncle, you're so polite!" Tu Qianjun smiled and hugged Chuan Linbao, "My nephew just managed to win one and a half moves by luck. Even if I really fight with my life, my nephew won't be able to take much advantage."

Although Tu Qianjun's words were somewhat flattering, they were not far from the truth. After all, Tu Qianjun was the son of the big shopkeeper, and no matter how much Chuan Linbao wanted to teach him a lesson, he would not be able to kill him.

Therefore, although Tu Qianjun did not use many of his one-hit kill methods, how could Chuanlinbao try his best? It was just a competition among themselves, and neither side made a killing blow.

Chuan Linbao has always been an extremely bachelor person, and he always does what he says and doesn't lie at all. At this moment, he was extremely curious about Tu Qianjun's tricks.

"Young shopkeeper..."

"No! Third uncle, you are ruining my life! Just call me Junzi." Hearing Chuan Linbao's title, Tu Qianjun couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay! Let's take care of it! Junzi, the big shopkeeper has not come back from Fengtian, and the second shopkeeper has followed him. Now no one cares about the kids in this village. They are either drinking or playing around all day long.

Money! Look, do you have to practice this move with you?!"

Are you the one who brought them to drink and play for money?! You are the loudest every time! Tu Qianjun muttered to himself depressedly, otherwise they would not dare to act like this even if they were idle! This is great! They pushed them all on me in one breath.

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But Tu Qianjun also knew that this third uncle actually had good intentions, allowing him to get along with these bearded men. The competition between the two just now had already established authority among the bearded men.

Now Chuan Linbao's suggestion is to let Tu Qianjun gain popularity among the bearded people. Think about it, these bearded people were all trained by you, how can you not have prestige among them?!

"Third uncle, it's not impossible to teach everyone how to do the moves. But not everyone can bear the hardship." Tu Qianjun thought for a while and simply said it first.

After all, I can't conquer the world alone forever in the future, I have to have someone to help me?! With these beards, Tu Qianjun is confident that he can train a group of elite soldiers with more than ten years of military experience!

"I left my words here. The soldiers who should be taught are not hiding their secrets. But practicing the postures is not an easy job. Running up the mountain and pushing the legs, standing on the pile and carrying the wood are very strenuous. I can't do it anymore.

It's hard for me to talk to you, Junzi, so I'll beat you up with fists and kicks when you come up."

"After suffering a lot and being beaten, please don't say that my soldier is deliberately tormenting you." Tu Qianjun spread his hands, "If you think you can't stand it, talk about it now, so as not to be unable to hold on anymore..."

"Young shopkeeper, stop talking!" Brother Hu, who was standing by and watching the whole thing just now, spoke.

"The young shopkeeper thinks highly of us, and he is benevolent and righteous when he teaches us the real moves! All the brothers in the village are masters, and they spit and nail each other! If they run away when they can't bear the energy anymore, that's a sui!"

Just dig a hole and bury it! It will save you a lot!"

"Brother Tiger is right! We are all good men! As long as the young shopkeeper teaches us sincerely, we won't run away even if we die!" After listening to Brother Tiger's words, all the bearded men echoed loudly.

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Tu Qianjun underestimated the importance these bearded men attached to the handle. In these chaotic years, the only means for ordinary people to protect themselves and their families were guns, fists and feet.

This is especially true for those with beards who pin their heads to their waistbands. If they are not forced to do so, who wouldn’t care about their own lives?!

Being in the beard business is like stepping into the palace of hell with half a foot. If you can learn a real skill, not to mention other banging kilns, you will have more protection than others, right?!

"Okay! Since everyone has said so, let's not be pretentious!" Tu Qianjun waved his hand and responded simply: "We will start practicing early tomorrow morning! Everyone should have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow

It’s not that comfortable anymore.”

"We'll listen to the young shopkeeper!" The bearded men agreed with laughter and dispersed. They had been drinking and playing around with money for almost a whole night last night. In fact, they were all exhausted.

In fact, most of them are holding on until now, and some of their eyelids have drooped. After hearing what Tu Qianjun said, he immediately went back to the kang to catch up on his sleep.

But Chuan Linbao and Brother Hu did not go back because Tu Qianjun pulled them all over.

"Uncle Third, how many guns are there in our village?!" Tu Qianjun pulled Chuan Linbao and Brother Hu into his house and asked in a low voice.

"I haven't calculated it carefully. I have to ask Ahu about this. He only knows about it because he is at the Liangtai Station..." Chuan Linbao smacked his mouth and pointed at Brother Hu.

The person in charge of money, food, guns and other supplies in the village is called Liangtai, and he is one of the four inner beams. But the original Liangtai has been dragged down the mountain by Fei Yaozi to look for Tu Sanpao.

This Tiger Brother is the former deputy of the grain station who is still squatting in the village to replace the grain station. After going up the mountain, he called the roaring mountain tiger, and he and Chuan Linbao seemed to be cousins ​​or something like relatives.

"There are now 431 kidnappers (rifles) and six spray canisters (machine guns) in the village." Xiaoshanhu was also unambiguous. When Tu Qianjun asked, he immediately gave the number.

"Firewood (bullets), 150,000 rounds, and a large barrel (earth cannon)." Xiao Shanhu smiled, "There are three spray cannons here that were 'picked up' by the young shopkeeper."

"Well..." Tu Qianjun nodded, organized his words, and then said to Lin Bao in a deep voice: "Uncle Third, can you find a blacksmith to beat some iron sand?!"

According to Tu Qianjun's idea, he planned to make an iron vest based on the style of the lead vest in his former army. First, he would let these bearded men wear it and run around for a while.

Some beards are in poor health and some are in good health. It is always right to filter them according to the recruits' method first.

"There is a blacksmith at the foot of the mountain." Chuan Linbao nodded, "It's not a problem to get some iron sand. What do you want with that thing, Junzi?!"

Tu Qianjun remained silent and took a pair of clothes from his room that were covered with long bags, and then took out piles of round iron sand from the clothes.

Chuan Lin Bao curiously took the strange piece of clothing, weighed it, and estimated it weighed about twenty kilograms.

The trousers were caught in the hands of Xiaoshan Tiger, and they were estimated to weigh about ten kilograms, but the two of them didn't quite understand what they were doing with this set of clothes.

"I wear it every day when I run. After exercising in the morning, I pick up my gun and run for thirty miles..."

"Hiss..." Wearing Lin Bao and Xiaoshan Hu, who were weighing their clothes, looked at each other and couldn't help but take a breath! These clothes and trousers weigh more than thirty kilograms!

Xiao Shanhu estimates that only a few shopkeepers and a few cannon heads, or a few "upright and courageous" small cannon heads, can do it in the village.

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But if they were asked to put on clothes weighing more than thirty kilograms, then grab a gun and run for thirty miles... Xiaoshanhu couldn't help but feel his teeth aching. I guess there are really not many people who can do it.

"After I finish running, I must immediately start to enter the attack mode, so that the thieves from my hometown will be killed and left behind."

"Gudu..." Xiao Shanhu couldn't help but swallow hard after hearing this. Is the young shopkeeper using the standard of making a cannon head to play?!

Even the cannon head in the village dare not say that he can wear clothes weighing more than 30 kilograms and smash the head of a thief in his hometown with a gun!

Can this young shopkeeper be able to play?! Xiao Shanhu couldn’t help but wonder. Could he be telling lies?!

However, half an hour later, this suspicion turned into admiration! Because Tu Qianjun put on this suit without saying a word, grabbed a gun and ran out of the village. His movements were like ghosts, so that Xiao Shanhu and Chuan Linbao almost missed him.

superior!

He flashed out of the cottage like a ghost. Without saying a word, Tu Qianjun raised his hand and shot a thief from his hometown who was flying in the forest in the head!

Sure enough, it was as Tu Qianjun said: cut off the head and leave it behind! Not to mention the Howling Mountain Tiger and the Forest Leopard, even the few cubs squatting outside on guard were stunned by this scene!

Although they didn't know that Tu Qianjun was wearing more than 30 kilograms of iron clothes, the shooting technique of rushing out like a gust of wind and smashing the head of the hometown thief with one shot without even taking aim made the two brats stupid!

"If you want to practice, you must all practice according to this level." Tu Qianjun threw the gun in his hand to the guard at the village, who was still looking at his beard stupidly, and said with a serious face.

Xiao Shanhu couldn't help but feel dizzy. There were more than 300 brothers in the village, but only one could be considered a cannon leader. There were three secondary cannon heads.

The rest are all small cannon heads. According to Tu Qianjun's standards, they are a level that even the main cannon heads cannot reach!

Is it possible for everyone to practice like this?! Xiao Shanhu couldn’t help but wonder, after all, given his age, the young shopkeeper’s thinking was too simple?!

"Marksmanship is all fed by bullets, no one is born with the ability to shoot." Tu Qianjun looked at Xiaoshan Tiger and said in a low voice: "You can practice your marksmanship with a hundred rounds, a thousand rounds, or ten thousand rounds of bullets.

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You're talking about it! How many rounds of ammunition do we have in our village?! It's only 150,000 rounds. There are more than 300 people in the village! If each person needs to shoot a hundred rounds a day, he will have to use all the bullets in three or two days.

Light it up!

Xiao Shanhu couldn't help but murmur in his heart. After all, the young shopkeeper thought too simply.

"If the bullet is gone, we can go and 'pick it up' again. But if my brother's life is gone, it will be completely lost..." Tu Qianjun sighed. Although Ertou Mountain is considered a big village, it is still poor after all!

As soon as Tu Qianjun finished speaking, the beards present suddenly stood in awe! He is indeed the son of the great shopkeeper, so benevolent and righteous! I have nothing to say!

"As for the marksmanship, we can let everyone practice it slowly. Ten shots per day are tentatively planned!" Tu Qianjun thought for a while and set the standard a little lower. "Let the uncles in the village take everyone to learn how to aim the gun first."

, and then we will fight with live ammunition."

Tu Qianjun, Chuan Linbao and the others returned to the house again. This time, Chuan Linbao and Xiaoshan Hu no longer had any doubts about the words of this fifteen-year-old boy.

"It's too late to make the clothes I'm wearing, so let's put the gun on our back." Tu Qianjun looked at his clothes and said, "I'd also like to trouble Uncle Hu and Third Uncle to find some important items for everyone.
Chapter completed!