Chapter 142

"The basic usage of sickle is wiping, hooking, swinging, and smashing... This kind of light attack is just right for your age, but because this method is rather weird, I pay great attention to the coordination of body movements. Well, you can strengthen your training in speed in the future..."

"When you start practicing sickle first, be sure to call your brother next to you, because it can easily hurt yourself. Take your time, don't worry, this cannot be successful overnight... Well, I will teach you something else now. You know that Brother Tang En is an assassin, so I may teach you in this direction, you must be mentally prepared..."

"Not afraid? Uh, this is not a question of whether you are afraid or not... Well, you are still young now, and you are not as good as adults in terms of strength and skills. But sometimes you don't need to rely on these to kill people. You have to find a way to play to your own advantages... No one will be wary of a weak little girl, you have to make good use of this..."

In the tent, under the dim light, Don N was teaching something to Little Carol, who kept nodding. If you look from a distance, I believe many people think this is a warm scene of brother-sister communication.

Since he decided to teach Little Carol, Tang En would naturally not be careless. The above mentioned are some of the old housekeeper and some of his own combat skills and experience. The old housekeeper had more content, and Tang En was a little confused about this because the other party seemed to have taught a little girl before, and he considered it in all aspects. Of course, Tang En also knew that he could not ask anything from the old housekeeper, but he did not treat the other party as a smart NPC now...

The old housekeeper was still very optimistic about Little Carol. It was not that she had any unique talent, but because of her personality. When Tang En entered the space one time, he saw the old housekeeper admiring the scene of Little Carol wielding his sickle in silence torture his enemy to death. Yes, it was appreciation. The expressionless face was filled with relief, which made Tang En feel chilled.

The sickle that little Carol is still the giant one now, and Tang En doesn't plan to re-tailor one for her, because it just happened to be for her to carry it and exercise.

Now Don Eun teaches little Carol how to act, cute, pitiful, cute like white paper, and pitiful... Men, they can be more good at this...

Little Carol is quite talented in acting and enjoys this exercise. This makes Tang En seem to have seen a little girl standing at the intersection of the street, looking at the vast crowd and the rolling traffic, her face full of confusion and fear. At this time, a man walked over, squatted down and asked with warm words, but unexpectedly, a cold light instantly blew his throat...

Tsk, I'm really looking forward to it... Tang En curled his lips and smiled.

With this training, the time will soon be late at night. At this time,

"Boss!" A low voice came outside the tent. Looking at the thin body reflected on the cloth, Misho also matched the members of the gray space.

Tang En grabbed a black shirt and lowered his head and said, "Carol, that's all for today. Brother has something to do and you have to go out. You can wash and rest first."

"Yeah, okay." Little Carol nodded obediently, without any curiosity to ask what was going on.

Tang En nodded and lifted the curtain.

Mishe was wearing black clothes outside and was holding a dark cloth bag in her hands.

"Boss, the place has been found out, it is located three kilometers north of the base."

"Yeah!" Mishe nodded and pushed the dirt down with a shovel.

...

After about half an hour, Tang En and Mixiu sorted out their clothes, greeted the guards, and entered through the main entrance.

Gray spaces are sometimes trained at night, so they don’t get suspicious when they come in.

After Tang En walked in for a while, he suddenly stopped, "Mi Xiu, how has the Haichao Fighting Qi practiced?"

"He is currently a high-level practitioner." Mi Xiu was stunned for a moment and said quickly.

"Yeah, it's not bad!" Tang En nodded with satisfaction.

The trainee martial artists are undoubtedly weak, which is the lowest level in the Dou Qi level. But you should know that Mi Xiu has only been practicing for a few months. If he can achieve such a result, he will definitely be considered a martial arts genius if he says it out.

"From tomorrow, you will be responsible for teaching Haichao's Heart Method to every brother. Well, the Dou Qi circulation channel I gave you before will be taught together."

Now the strength of the members of the gray space has reached a bottleneck, and their strength, speed, etc. have been slowly increasing. Of course, this is not about digging out the potential, but about the lack of corresponding Dou Qi assistance. After the previous half-month pursuit, Tang En confirmed everyone's loyalty, so he decided to pass down a Dou Qi channel that the Haichao Heart Method and the Ghost Face explored.

"Uh, OK!" Mishe suppressed his shock and agreed.

Mixiu didn't care about Dou Qi Mind Method. He was shocked by the circulation channels. Although Tang En did not explicitly explain the function of this thing when he was teaching, Mixiu still vaguely felt that this seemed to increase the speed of Dou Qi cultivation.

He himself is a good example. Before his business family was robbed by thieves, all of the mercenary guards hired were close to middle age, but his fighting spirit was only a junior warrior. After only a few months of cultivation, he was about to reach this level...

"Also, I'm planning to expand the scale of the gray space recently. Well, I'll probably recruit about thirty people this time." Before Mixiu's shock just disappeared, Tang En said again, "With more people, the relationship between power and responsibility needs to be clarified. So I decided to let you and David lead these fifteen people first, and divide them into the Qinglong Group and the White Tiger Group."

This is what Tang En has always had. What the gray space team wants is small and elite, with more than a dozen people in a group, integrating attacks, cutting off the back, collecting intelligence, making attack plans and other talents, and finally forming combat power.

As for why we have to divide into two teams now, this is why we can improve by considering competing with each other.

"...I won't let the boss down!" Mixiu's face changed a few times and he said firmly.

Letting them lead the team means that in the future, except Tang En, they have the highest status in the gray space. This is honor and pressure.

Done patted Mithur on the shoulder: "Okay, let's stop here tonight. Well, by the way, let me tell you, pay attention to anything related to the Elvis family in the future!" Elvis is the name of Borg's family. (It is mentioned in Chapter 12 of the Northern Storm Volume.)

"Okay, I got it...well?"

Tang En and Mithur turned their heads at the same time and looked to the east of the camp.

The ubiquitous night wind in the north was still whistling, but this time it brought a little whimpering sound.

After listening for a moment, the sound gradually became clear. It was like a string instrument, very melodious and melodious.

This...Don En and Mishe looked at each other. Is there such an instrument in the base?

There are still people who know musical instruments in the gray-clothed army. Of course, nobles like Joshia know. In addition, only some old people will study this thing when they are free. But there are not many musical instruments here, and those old people are only studying simple pipes made of bamboo.

"Let's go and have a look!" Tang En greeted and ran towards the other side first.

The sound came very suddenly. The station had just been attacked a few days ago, which made people feel a little worried.

The music continued to ring, and the performers were obviously of high level. A music blind man like Tang En also heard the lingering and sad taste from it.

But gradually, there were some noise around, including curses from adults, crying from children, etc.

That's right, this music is indeed good. I believe that everyone will be intoxicated in normal times. But now it's not obvious that it's annoying to dreams.

After Tang En and the others ran to the scene, the music came to an abrupt end, and the next one seemed to be a noisy sound.

"Brother, wait, brother, my God of Love is almost here. If you let me play it for a while, it will be a short time..."

"Joshia, I love...Oh, don't push, be pushed..."

Tang En opened his mouth and saw Joshia standing in front of the tent, her face full of shame, anger, and helplessness... In the open space in front, two soldiers were constantly entangling with a man holding a violin. The man was waving the bow while squeezing forward with a little embarrassed look.

Through the light of the fire, Tang En also saw clearly the man's appearance, brown curly hair, and charming face...

"This...Philip?" Mithur was stunned. After all, after eating and drinking together for half an afternoon, Mithur still had an impression of this maverick nobleman.

Damn... Thinking about the address of Joshia that Philip had asked him about before, Tang En touched his forehead, he was so quick. Is this guy going to talk about the piano and show love?

In the evening, at the gate of the station, the old nobles saw Philip confessing to Joshia in public and knew that the flower mercy would never leave, so they had to leave a few harsh words helplessly and then boarded the car and left.

Luosha and the others also had a headache about this guy who was voluntarily here. Although the other party was a noble, the war was over now, and there was no reason to lock him up with those noble young men.

But it was obviously inappropriate to let him stay in the resident like this. The example of the magic teleportation array was still there a few days ago, and it was too dangerous to let him set up a tent at will. Just then, when the members of the gray space returned to training, David said hello to Philip. Seeing this, Luosha simply let Philip live with David and others, which solved the accommodation problem and was easy to monitor.

"Oh, Brother Tang En, you are here just right, help me..." Philip, who was entangled, saw Tang En on the mound and quickly greeted him.

The two soldiers below looked up and couldn't help but hesitate when they saw Tang En. Now Tang En and the name of the gray space have resounded throughout the entire garrison. Of course, because of the secret operations of some people some time ago, the evaluations were mixed. However, one thing is confirmed, that is, Tang En, the captain of this gray space, has a little mysterious, and does not seem to have a good temper...

Don Eun touched his nose and waved to Joshia in the distance, saying, "Good night!"

After saying that, he turned around and left decisively!
Chapter completed!