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Chapter 85 This scoundrel

It was the turn of Meng Shaoyuan's group to take off their tails.

Meng Shaoyuan relied on his own brains to find the meeting point of Ren Pingmao's group.

But stalking and stalking are completely different.

In particular, Han Haizhong will personally keep an eye on Meng Shaoyuan.

This will cause trouble.

At least in the eyes of almost everyone, Meng Shaoyuan had no choice.

Before Han Haizhong entered the training class as a teacher, he had a nickname in Lixingshe:

"shadow"!

This means that once you are targeted by him, you will be like your own shadow and cannot get rid of it.

It was precisely because of this aspect of him, and because Han Haizhong was getting older and was no longer suitable to continue working on the front line, that Dai Li specially transferred him to the training class to pass on his experience to these students.

Han Haizhong knew that Meng Shaoyuan would never be able to get rid of him.

The key to stalking is to carefully observe the surrounding terrain and judge in advance what the other party will do and the route they will take.

And these are all Han Haizhong's strengths.

In the entire Lixingshe, no one is more powerful than him.

shadow!

This nickname is not for nothing.

The other three groups of stalkers and strippers have already set off.

Meng Shaoyuan did not move for a long time.

He and Han Haizhong followed the regulations and kept a distance of ten meters at the beginning.

Meng Shaoyuan kept his back to Han Haizhong and stood upright for five or six minutes.

Even Han Haizhong couldn't figure out what this guy wanted to do.

Suddenly, Meng Shaoyuan turned around and asked: "Teacher, have you started?"

Han Haizhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Of course, it has already started."

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly smiled strangely: "Teacher, you lose."

Teacher, you lose!

What, why did you lose before you even started?

Then, something happened that left Han Haizhong stunned.

And as soon as Meng Shaoyuan made this move, Han Haizhong knew that he had really lost.

Meng Shaoyuan... ran away!

That's right, he ran away!

He ran, very fast!

Han Haizhong was really confused.

Tracking and tracking are all about making use of the terrain of the environment...

Forget it, all this theoretical knowledge is completely useless.

Han Haizhong has rich theoretical knowledge and a lot of practical experience. His nickname is "Shadow", and the people he targets...

It’s useless to say this, it all happened many years ago.

He is already sixty-three this year!

A sixty-three-year-old man, no matter how healthy he is, will not be able to compete with a young man in his twenties when it comes to running!

Meng Shaoyuan had already disappeared without a trace.

No theory, no knowledge, no principles are of any use in front of this guy.

He used the simplest and crudest method.

run!

If I can't get rid of you, can't I still outrun you?

"You're a fucking scoundrel!"

Han Haizhong thought that as he got older, his anger was gone.

But now, I still couldn't help but curse.

Scoundrel!

In real-life surveillance, such a thing would never happen.

Generally speaking, two or three people keep an eye on one person, or young and strong spies are asked to perform the tracking mission.

There is absolutely no way an old man in his sixties would be stalked.

The reason is very simple:

physical strength!

Stalking is definitely a physical job!

But the problem is, today is just a crash course of practical training, so that each of them can master the knowledge of tracking and escape.

Han Haizhong went into battle personally for this purpose.

But how could he have imagined that Meng Shaoyuan would use such a rogue method?

He stood there dumbfounded for a while, and suddenly he laughed:

"This is really a fucking little scoundrel...a smart little scoundrel...your Mr. Han used to be a fucking scoundrel back then..."

Then, with his hands behind his back, he walked slowly forward, humming Suzhou Pingtan as he walked:

"I'm laughing at you and I, monks and laymen, who have been blessed for three lifetimes. I'm laughing at you and me and poetry in the peach grove. I'm laughing at you and me at the age of twenty-eight. I'm laughing at you and I, my close friends, don't know my close friends..."



Meng Shaoyuan ran out all the way in one breath.

Hey hey hey, Teacher Han will be very angry when he sees himself using this method, right?

After making sure that Han Haizhong couldn't catch up, he took a breath for a while and stopped a rickshaw with his hand: "Old Shiku Street."

The coachman was startled: "Sir, Lao Shiku Street is not far behind you?"

"Go around in a circle for me."

Meng Shaoyuan got on the rickshaw and said, "Go around in a big circle, your legs and feet will be more agile, and you will be rewarded for your efforts."

"Okay, boss, take a seat."



Meng Shaoyuan returned to the starting point, where the crash course first arrived.

The two trucks were waiting for them not far away.

He leisurely found a place to sit down, lit a cigarette for himself, and took a nice puff.

More than ten minutes later, both He Guangtao and Chen Rongyang took advantage of the rickshaw to come back.

Then, Hou Danliang, who came from a well-off family, unexpectedly found a car rental agency somewhere and took advantage of the car to come back.

The driver, wearing a formal suit, hat and white gloves, opened the door, and Hou Danliang stepped out of the car in a swaggering manner.

Seeing Meng Shaoyuan, he gave a thumbs up:

"Xiao Meng, you can do it, this method works!"

Meng Shaoyuan laughed "hehehe" a few times...



"Meng Shaoyuan's team won."

With Han Haizhong's voice, the outcome of this tracking and shooting training has been determined.

The members of Ren Pingmao's group all looked ugly.

So cunning.

The tracking objects almost all use the same method:

He found a stall selling snacks, pretended to eat, and then bribed the hawker. When the stalkers came up, the hawkers immediately used various means to hold them back, and then allowed the stalkers to escape easily.

What was even more unexpected was that the meeting point they chose was actually the starting point.

Who would have thought of this?

"Don't be dissatisfied." Han Haizhong's voice was not loud, but it was enough for all the students to hear clearly: "This method was used by me when I was getting rid of being watched. Meng Shaoyuan's team learned and applied it now, and used it very well.

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As for the rickshaws they hired, or even cars, there is no rule against using them. In your future actual combat, will you also prohibit the targets of surveillance from using these tools? It’s a joke.

The smartest thing is that they chose the starting point as the meeting point, which no one, including me, had thought of. We often say it’s dark under the lamp, but this is darkness under the lamp, an unexpected place.”

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

He Guangtao and the three others were also very proud. Not to mention, it was all thanks to Meng Shaoyuan.

When Han Haizhong said this, his face was stern: "Everyone performed very well, except for Meng Shaoyuan, what kind of stalking are you doing? After you go back, memorize all the theoretical knowledge of stalking and stalking, one word at a time.

No mistakes allowed."

ah?

Meng Shao's face, which had been smiling just now, suddenly turned into mourning.
Chapter completed!
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