Chapter 708: Starting the training method for top killers
Arthur intervened to stop a shooting incident, allowing the newbie Steve to avoid a jail sentence, and both parties drove away afterwards.
Long Zhan thought that the matter would be over here, but he never thought that this was a TV series.
The two returned to the island that night, and Arthur arranged a house and bed for Long Zhan. At this time, he discovered some small problems.
Because Arthur has always lived alone, he has no daily necessities for dragon fighting.
It happened that Long Zhan came here without any luggage, so the two returned to New Orleans city early the next morning and made some big purchases.
I bought a lot of food of all kinds and filled the back of the pickup truck to the brim.
Just as the two of them finished shopping and got into the car to go back and officially start the three-week orientation training, someone suddenly blocked the front of the car.
"Hey, it's that bastard, what is he doing here?"
Long Zhan recognized the guy blocking the car at a glance. It was Steve, the white man with a hat, who was stopped by Arthur last night when he shot someone with a gun, and finally drove away from home alone.
With the attitude of taking advantage of things that had nothing to do with him, Long Zhan sat in the passenger seat and said nothing.
Arthur didn't speak or get out of the car. He sat calmly in the driver's seat, looked at Steve through the front windshield, shrugged and spread his hands.
What do you mean, what are you going to do?
Arthur's indifference did not displease Steve, and he walked around to the passenger side with a smile.
He said awkwardly: "I have been thinking about what you said last night. What you said makes sense. I should indeed work more efficiently. Since you know this aspect well, teach me everything you know.
Bar."
Asking for help in such a high tone made Arthur feel very unhappy. He said expressionlessly: "You can go online, there is everything online."
"I not only want to know how to do it, but also learn to do it myself. I need someone to guide me, and you are the most suitable person." Steve said.
"The most suitable one? Oh, when your father was still alive, he couldn't control you from causing trouble. I can't teach you anything."
Arthur pretended to be dumbfounded and was too lazy to continue talking nonsense. He turned the key and started the car.
"Bixiao, do you want to trick me? Do you think I don't know anything?"
Seeing that Arthur was about to leave, Steve became anxious, threw out his trump card and said: "I know about you, and I also know about the relationship between my father and you.
He is your partner and your mentor. He has brought you out all the way. He is closer to you than me and spends more time with you than my son. You owe him so much.
Now that he is dead, I am his son, so now you owe me, and you have to leave it to me the same way he taught you, and you must do this."
What Steve said is obviously true.
Because when Arthur heard these things about his mentor and partner, his face darkened, and his expression became extremely complicated. It seemed that he was talking about a painful point.
"So there is such a thing?"
Long Zhan ate melon beside him and felt very happy. He felt that he was one step closer to solving the mystery, and his bad taste became more and more intense.
Steve saw the change in Arthur's expression and thought he had grasped Arthur and could achieve his goal.
As a result, Arthur's words made his heart feel cold.
"Go home, Steve, you should find a job and work hard."
After saying that, Arthur put the gear into gear and stepped on the accelerator and released the clutch. The Chevrolet pickup truck swooped out, leaving Steve depressed in place.
Arthur was very thoughtful and drove the car very fast without saying anything along the way.
Long Zhan did not disturb him and let him think quietly.
It wasn't until the two returned to the island by boat that Arthur took out a can of beer and sat on a chair under the eaves, drinking and looking at the photos in his hands in a daze. Then Long Zhan walked over with a bottle of beer as well.
"That's your old partner in the photo? He looks like he's been through a lot. Do you mind telling me his name?"
Long Zhan glanced at the photo in Arthur's hand. It showed an old man with white hair and a white beard, and a profound look in his eyes.
This old man also gave Long Zhan an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"His name is Harry. Like you, he is an old guy who came out of the army. Steve is right. I wouldn't have entered this industry without him. I owe him a lot."
Arthur said sadly, feeling extremely worried.
"I said that I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It turned out that he was also from the army, haha."
Long Zhan suddenly realized and laughed, and sat down next to Arthur. The long back chair made of wooden boards creaked, as if it was about to fall down in the next second.
Then he said: "So, your relationship with this old guy is equivalent to being both a teacher and a friend, so you really owe him a lot."
"He is already dead and there is no way to pay him back."
As Arthur was speaking, he also noticed something strange about the chair. Although he didn't jump up and leave the chair in fright, the muscles all over his body were already tense.
Be prepared for the chair to collapse at any time!
Long Zhan didn't care about the chair "groaning in pain", and even put his feet up, suggesting: "You have already collected my tuition fees anyway, teaching one is teaching, and teaching two is teaching, why not repay the debt of gratitude?
I think that young man is quite smart, so I called him over to form a team and leave all the dirty work to him. You and I can save a lot of trouble, so why not? Hahaha."
Arthur didn't speak after hearing this, and still looked at the photo in a daze.
"Okay, don't think so much. I know you Sandman likes to complicate simple things and disguise the target's death perfectly, but this does not apply to everything. For some things, you have to do the opposite and learn to simplify complex things.
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Long Zhan did not say anything more until the battle point. He drank the wine in one gulp and stood up and said: "I won't say more. It's getting late and I should go to exercise. The training will officially start tomorrow. I hope you can give me a surprise."
After speaking, Long Zhan put the can in his hand and squeezed it, easily shaping it into a solid ball.
He threw it casually in the air, turned around and whipped it.
"Pa, Hugh——"
The can ball flew more than ten meters in the air. Whether it was luck or a display of strength, it accurately knocked over the small bird's nest on the branch of the tree.
Fortunately, it is an old bird's nest without birds, and the responsible bird parents will come to fight with the dragon to their death.
"Wuhu~Full score hit!"
The dragon warrior monster shouted, Possessing the victory, and strode back to the villa to prepare for a rest.
"This guy……"
Arthur witnessed this god's kick and turned his head to look at Long Zhan's leaving figure and smiled.
With this smile, my heart became clear.
The profession of killer is indeed very dangerous, but with Steve's aggressive and aggressive character, he may die faster if he leaves it alone.
If he joins a gang and commits evil, he will die tragically on the street in a short time given his personality.
Rather than doing this, it is better to teach him personally, at least to give him more ability to survive, and to be worthy of his dead old partner.
After thinking about the inner relationship clearly, Arthur took out his mobile phone and dialed Steve's number.
At this time, Steve, who had nothing to do, fell into confusion about his future life after being rejected by Arthur. He didn't know what he should do, let alone how to live. He could only lie on the sofa with blank eyes.
daze.
In his current state, if no one helps him, he will most likely end up in a gang.
In the end, he sold drugs for money, fought for territory, and died miserably in a corner of the street.
"Didi didi..."
The ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang, waking up Steve who was in a daze.
When he turned on his phone and found an unfamiliar number, Steve thought it was a credit card due for payment, so he answered the call with an indifferent expression and put it to his ear.
"I'll wait for you at 8600 Ebolallo Street at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Okay, okay, I will definitely be there."
Hearing the familiar hoarse voice on the phone, Steve suddenly regained his energy, and his eyes that had been dull finally regained their brilliance.
After hanging up the phone, I rushed into the house and picked out clothes to wear tomorrow.
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the next day.
6:50 am.
Arthur and Long Zhan first arrived at No. 8600 Ebolanoki, a large animal shelter established with the support of a social charity organization.
"I said, the first step to becoming a mechanic is to raise a puppy." Long Zhan said speechlessly.
"You don't need another puppy. With your ability, you don't need it at all. But Steve needs it, and this is prepared for him."
Arthur walked to the chair next to him and sat down. While waiting for Steve to come over, he said: "The mechanic is responsible for completing the task and clearing the company's designated targets. The way to deal with it depends on the situation. Some need to be disguised as accidents, and some must be
Put the blame on others.
Pulling the trigger is easy and everyone can do it, but it is not that easy to achieve the best results without anyone even realizing you are there.
In addition to all the basic skills, adapting to this job also requires a kind of belief and a calm and calm mentality.
Steve is too young and acts too impulsively, which is very dangerous and must be changed."
Arthur explained it very thoroughly. For a killer, mentality and belief are indeed the most important, which is the same as being a human being before doing anything.
Long Zhan could completely understand what Arthur was doing, but he smelled something strange in it.
Keeping a pet dog is not the best way to cultivate a person's calm and calm character. For a professional like Arthur, it is impossible not to know this.
The reason for choosing this relatively poor method may not be as simple as it seems.
It is very likely that there is a second layer of hidden meaning!
Long Zhan guessed it and didn't hide it anymore. He pointed at the photo in Arthur's hand and asked: "Why do you have to raise a dog for training? And you have to raise a Chihuahua? Is there any other explanation in it?"
"You are smarter than I expected. You do have other purposes, but it is not convenient to say now. I can only say that it is related to your additional conditions. I will tell you the specific content when the time comes."
Arthur curled his lips with an expression that said, "Don't ask, I won't tell you again if you ask me."
"Okay, do what you want."
Anyway, he didn’t want to raise a Chihuahua by himself, so Long Zhan didn’t continue to worry about it.
In a sense, Steve was quite punctual. At exactly 7 o'clock, Steve walked in from the door.
"Come with me."
Arthur didn't say much, got up and walked inside.
Long Zhan still sat on the chair and didn't move. The matter of raising a dog had nothing to do with him. He didn't want to go into a crowded kennel to look for a dog.
certainly.
It's only relatively crowded, and it's quite spacious for a normal adult.
Steve glanced at Long Zhan, who was sitting there like a mountain, giving people an extremely oppressive force, and took two steps to the side to follow Arthur and asked: "What are we doing here?"
"Find a dog like this, and if possible, keep it for a month." Arthur held up the photo so that Steve could see it clearly.
"I think you're more suitable for raising a cat," Steve said coquettishly.
"It's not for me, it's for you." Arthur specifically corrected him.
While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the kennel. There were three passages more than one meter wide when entering from the door. There were a row of iron cages on both sides of each passage, and each iron cage contained a pet dog.
"Do you know what a mechanic's job is? Apart from common sense." Arthur asked as he walked along the passage looking for the dog.
"Handling affairs, solving problems, and completing contracts are actually killers." Steve said casually.
"I am only responsible for completing the mission and eliminating the target." Arthur corrected again.
Mechanics are different from other killers in that they do not need to deal with matters with customers, nor do they need to sign any contracts. That is the responsibility of the company.
The mechanic only needs to accept the mission, and then take the information provided by the company and go over to kill the mission target.
Steve misunderstood and thought he just found the target and shot to kill. He said confidently: "That's it? Then I must be fine. I've seen it many times."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "No, you didn't."
The killing of a mechanic was not a street shootout, Arthur responded mercilessly.
Steve's self-confidence was thwarted, and he asked Arthur dissatisfiedly: "Don't draw too early a conclusion, you don't understand me at all, Bishop."
"hehe."
Arthur snorted coldly when he heard this, turned around and stared into Steve's eyes and said like a treasure trove: "Steven Jackson McKenna was born in Baltimore, Maryland. Your mother died when you were 12 years old. From then on, you became interested in vodka."
Addicted.
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You transferred schools three times in high school, excelled in sports, and got a scholarship to the University of Miami, but it was revoked for fighting and attempted drug trafficking.
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Your father had arranged a job for you before, as a PSC in a security company, but you only worked there for two weeks before you were fired for fighting with a colleague.
If you want to know more, I can sit down and talk to you for 10 minutes."
In less than two minutes, Arthur talked eloquently about everything from birth to work. Steve was so shocked that he was stunned and couldn't react for a long time.
Don't say anything else.
Just this exaggerated memory is enough for Steve to worship him.
This ability to quickly memorize information may seem difficult to others, but for a killer, it is equivalent to an actor reciting lines and a chef cutting flowers with a knife.
Pure basic skills among pure basic skills.
The words "Top Killer" are not just a name, they are a symbol of strength based on real materials.
By the time Steve recovered from the shock, Arthur had found a suitable small dog Chihuahua and asked the staff to take it out of the cage.
"This job requires a belief. Revenge will only blind your eyes. So, don't do that stupid thing last night again. The first thing you have to do now is to take good care of it and become friends with it.
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Arthur handed the Chihuahua over and motioned to Steve to hold it in his arms for the first intimate contact.
Steve was a little tempered at first, but after Arthur almost told him what underwear he was wearing just now, he is now completely convinced.
Obediently, he stretched out his hands and clumsily picked up the dog into his arms.
Then the two of them followed the staff out of the kennel and went all the way to the outside office, where they went through all the procedures for adopting the dog with the staff.
Afterwards, he returned to the lobby to rejoin Long Zhan, left the shelter and got into the pickup truck.
"We are now going to Fisher Square, where your journey to become a qualified mechanic will officially begin. I will only give you three weeks of study time. I hope you are fully prepared."
Arthur's eyes swept over Long Zhan and Steve solemnly, and finally stopped at Long Zhan.