"I can't beat you, so why talk about revenge? This is life."
Matsushima Hiro said this, but picked up the memory.
"Old Hammer... Hammer. Well, I remember him. He started thirty-nine years ago. He was only about ten years old at the time. He mainly studied mecha steel boxing, but he was good at attacking second and arriving first. He relied on his natural speed to
Fight quickly, wait for the opponent to reveal his flaws, then use your strongest to attack his weakest. This is innate in the genes, and others will not envy him. But this innate advantage also hinders him. He values this 'last striker, first comer' too much
'Well, you are too obsessed with 'defense and counterattack'. I told him that this was not good, but he didn't listen. How many feints did you use when you killed him?"
"The old master has a keen eye." Xiang Shan smiled: "Two consecutive fake moves, tricked him into changing his moves three times, grabbed a beat, and led him to death."
Although it was the Sonic Knife that made the final blow, from a martial arts and tactical perspective, the outcome was determined when he pushed Lao Hammer next to the "mule".
"Sometimes a person is like this." Matsushima Hiro said: "He looks stable, but he is anxious at heart. He always wants to get ahead and have a stable position, and then complete the task of inheriting genes. It is best to let himself
My children have the opportunity to test the threshold of being a protector. Although I am stable in appearance, I am really more eager than anyone else in my heart."
"He loved to eat chewing gum before he had reached the maximum transformation rate. Not long after he started working, he wanted to maximize the transformation rate. At that time, I also advised him that unless he had spare money to buy a second
He needs a prosthetic body specially designed for perception, otherwise there will be no turning back. According to his speed, if he wants to compete in the city's regular season, he will have to practice for another three years. It is better to eat sugar gum for three more years and drink cold water for three years. But.
He doesn't."
"Logically speaking, people who are impatient should not use any defensive and counterattack tactics. Just go straight, otherwise they will be deceived into opening the door with feints sooner or later. In a life-and-death fight in the world, as long as someone robs you of a shot, you will be defeated.
That is a matter of life and death. But he is born with quick reactions, and in order to pursue a few points in the league, he has been playing in this style until now."
"If you meet a real master and get killed, you have nothing to complain about."
Xiang Shan said: "If you are really unjust..."
"I really can't beat you. Even if you are really willing to claim your inner strength and fight with me, it's meaningless. You definitely won't be willing to sacrifice your life for something like a hammer - you must have your own righteousness. I really
If I beat you, you will most likely have to unlock your internal strength in the end. Besides, I may not be able to defeat you in terms of external strength alone." Matsushima Hiro said: "What's the point of comforting yourself?"
"What I just said to you, hero, is not a complaint. I just hope that you, hero, can remember this person for a little bit. In the future, if your own safety is not involved, you will be able to deal with these people who have been recruited.
It would be great to leave a ray of hope."
Xiang Shan nodded and said: "I often emphasize to my disciples that it is wrong for people to judge people and kill people. However, 'freedom', 'equality', 'justice' and 'rule of law' have nothing to do with this world.
It's just using 'less bad means' to prevent 'the worst thing from happening'."
Xiangshan recognized the old boxer's philosophy, and Matsushima Hiro also respected Wu Zu's chivalry. Xiangshan was not a person who liked to kill, but other than that, he still believed that those who had the means to die should not be indulged.
But what Matsushima Hiroshi said before is worthy of respect.
This old man has reached the pinnacle of his external skills. If he had the will, he could open the golden rope and break the jade lock, and then wander around the world, no longer suffering from the indignity of those who protect him.
However, he just stayed dormant and willingly took the initiative, just to support the martial arts school and leave roots for the world.
In this way, he can be called "Xia".
Even in a sense, he deserves the word "brave".
Just like those agents who gave up their humanoid prosthetics many years ago and took the form of small animals to steal intelligence.
Matsushima Hiro never knew the slightest bit of internal strength. Staying here would be taking a huge risk.
Associating with a mysterious master of internal energy is not all about benefits, it also has risks.
He bowed his hands to the old boxer.
"I can't afford it. It's just a few words of flattery to the heroes in order to survive. When those asylum seekers ask, I can give an explanation by saying this." Matsushima Hiroshi said: "I just live my life well.
That’s all.”
"I have fulfilled your disciple's last wish." Xiang Shan said: "I also know the curious things."
He stretched out his hand, but it was as if he wanted to shake hands.
"Then, old gentleman, let's just say goodbye. The world is far away and we will never see each other again."
The corners of Matsushima Hiro's mouth twitched twice, with a slight smile, and he extended his hand flatly.
In the extraordinary awareness, the two hands slowly came closer.
Both parties are fine-tuning the angles of their elbows and wrists, and adjusting the direction of their strength.
Just a try, only one move.
Before their palms collided, the two sides had exchanged several rounds of feints and exchanged calculations.
Then, the two hands collided with each other.
The next moment, he took half a step back towards the mountain.
There were some cracks on the floor under Matsushima Hiro's feet.
Xiang Shan didn't say anything more and left directly through the back door.
He habitually hacks into the surrounding cameras, so others don't know he has been here.
Hiro Matsushima held the memory and stood silently in the room for a moment, seeming to be recalling something.
After a long while, he sighed: "Good boxing skills."
After Xiang Shan left, he did not leave directly. Instead, he found a place where he could see the house and quietly monitored the signal transmission in the house.
Firstly, it was to prevent the old boxer from turning around and looking for the government. Although Xiangshan respected what the old boxer had done, he still had to be on guard against others. Secondly, it was also to see if he would contact the mysterious internal martial arts master.
Of course, it was mainly the latter. In fact, he was not very afraid of the other party reporting to the official. After all, Deborah’s death could not be concealed. The official’s decision to throw heavenly punishment at the “Wild Myth” section was to conclude that Deborah’s mission had failed and she was dead.
The path of death is gone.
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Xiang Shan couldn't help but be a little distracted.
Perhaps it was because of Hiro Matsushima's temperament as a "teacher". He thought of Liu Zhenghui, Jing Hongtu and other past teachers.
Then he thought of his parents again.
Most of these people are definitely gone.
Xiang Shan thought this way. The original baseline human gene therapy was to use viruses to introduce foreign genes into every cell of the human body, supplemented by a large amount of hormones and surgery to ensure the transformation process of the human body. The whole process will be accompanied by a sharp increase in body temperature.
——This process is the most dangerous.
The temperature of forty-three or four degrees is the stage where death is most likely to occur. This temperature is too hot for the body of Homo sapiens and can cause multiple organ failure. And it is too cold for the cells of baseline humans.
Not enough to support life activities.
In addition, there are a series of problems such as rejection reactions.
The younger the child, the weaker the rejection reaction. However, it is difficult for infants and young children to survive the heating process.
From adolescence to adulthood is the most suitable age group to receive this gene therapy.
Although through the unremitting efforts of technical personnel, the mortality rate was finally reduced to a level acceptable to all mankind, there is still no solution for the elderly...
However, elderly people with a large number of underlying diseases cannot enjoy this process, and the mortality rate is too high. Xiangshan's company refuses to provide such services to those over 65 years old.
Liu Zhenghui, Jing Hongtu, and even Xiangshan's parents were already in their fifties and sixties when they were 28 years old.
Everyone in Xiangshan's memory may still be there, but they...
It may be the last generation of human beings whose natural lifespan does not exceed 200 years.
Other friends in Xiangshan's memory may be alive, but those old people will never be seen again.
At this moment, the feeling of being "alone in a foreign land" became even stronger.
How many people live from that era to the present?
Is the old knight who landed nearby from the Jupiter universe half a year ago related to his past self?
Xiang Shan looked up at the sky and thought deeply.
A few hours later, after confirming that there was no news, he slowly left.
And after a few hours, Matsushima Hiro came out of the house after letting his brain get enough rest.
He walked along Fourteenth Avenue and soon came to his own training room in the martial arts gym.
After confirming that there was no one around, he opened a secret compartment and entered a small basement.
This basement is really not big, a little smaller than a room, and the depth is not lower than the foundation, lest the protectors accidentally dig a tunnel one day when they suddenly want to dig a tunnel.
Inside is a head. The skull of this head has been damaged, and the brain-computer barrier is exposed. However, many parts have been temporarily put aside.
Matsushima Hiro took out an injection from the freezer on the side, and then gently pushed it into the brain.
"Ouch!" The brain suddenly shouted.
Matsushima Hiroshi asked nonchalantly: "It hurts? Are there any other feelings?"
"I think I'm almost healed, senior brother." The head shouted: "Give me a prosthetic body and I can walk on my own."
"Absurd." Matsushima Hiro said: "Your brain has not fully recovered yet, and your internal and external skills cannot use your full strength. If I let you out, you will be caught by the protector when you turn around, and maybe it will implicate Wu again."
My only long-cherished wish in this life is to continue Master’s martial arts gym.”
"Come on, brother." The head shouted: "If you really only wanted to continue the martial arts school, you shouldn't have saved me half a year ago! I know you also have a fire in your heart! A good man should practice martial arts!
You have returned what the teacher gave you, and there are still more!"
"What nonsense." Matsushima Hiro shook his head: "After all, I am old and my martial arts has been established, so I can't return the elixir. Forcibly building a divine realm may destroy the external skills I have accumulated over the past hundred years."
Matsushima Hiro actually understood that it was impossible for him to become a knight long ago.
Like the disciple who died a few days ago, he was also trapped by himself.