Nightmare’s Call

"Yeah, that's the one. You didn't know at the time that all the police force from the city's police station had been sent out, and there were also vehicles from the garrison troops coming in and out." Russell got excited when he mentioned this.

"Didn't it mean robbery and murder?" Lin Sheng asked casually.

"Who knows, that's just for fools!" Russell sneered, "A robbery and murderer can use so many people and make trouble for so long?"

"Indeed." Lin Sheng nodded.

"Forget it, concentrate on practicing swords, these have nothing to do with us. Come on, it's up to me." Russell yelled loudly.

Lin Sheng also nodded and began to deal with Russell's attack.

This guy is purely a show, and when he comes up, he makes all kinds of flirty moves, no matter how good-looking or handsome he is.

He corrected five or six basic moves at the beginning. While correcting Russell's movements, Lin Sheng's mind kept replaying the words of the water cart girl.

'. I pushed a cart and passed by once before, and the ground, tsk tsk, was full of blood! It just feels like abuse! '

And what Russell said just now.

‘My dad told me not to go out for a while and go out in the wild. '

Not only him, Xia Yin's family also said the same thing. Obviously, they were all worried that this so-called robbery and murder case might affect the personal safety of Russell and Xia Yin.

"By the way." After fighting for a while, Russell on the opposite side suddenly said again, "Mr. Lin, are you from the combat faction?"

"Practice? I don't understand." Lin Sheng was puzzled.

"We play Naxi swordsmanship, and generally have two circles, one for good looks, and one for actual combat. That Chen Huan belongs to the actual combat school." Russell explained.

"Mr. Lin, why don't you pass me two cool and practical moves?" He smiled playfully.

"No." Lin Sheng shook his head.

He had inherited a little memory of Ravel and the mercenary's swordsmanship.

As for these two people, one is a battlefield veteran and the other is a freelance mercenary. Naturally, their swordsmanship is mainly practical.

"That's boring." Russell complained, shaking his sword.

"Really not? Teacher Lin?" Xia Yin who was on the side also spoke unwillingly.

Lin Sheng thought about it.

"Such swordplay may exist, but I don't."

"What do you think? I'm content with being taught by an expert, and you still hate this and that." Ma Dilan looked puzzled.

"Learning swords can't be used to pretend to be cool, what's the use of learning!?" Russell spread his hands with pain in his face.

"I also learn for the sake of looking good. If it's not good looking, it's boring." Xia Yin nodded in agreement.

Lin Sheng looked at the two of them speechlessly, and then at Ma Dilan who was shaken aside. Suddenly feel tired.

Sure enough, they are all the rich second generation. If you want to come out, you will come out. It didn't take long after the beginning, and then it became boring again.

He understood why there was no coach here. The root cause is probably that those coaches couldn't teach these three people.

But he didn't want a high-paying job he had just landed to be ruined so quickly.

Lin Sheng thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "If you learn it, maybe you can defend yourself?"

"Self-defense?"

The eyes of the three fell on him, and they were all attracted by this sentence.

"Just carrying such a big sword is enough trouble. If you encounter trouble, they will shoot you with a single shot. Are you really waiting for you to draw your sword and get close?" Xia Yin shook her head.

Her family is in the arms business, so don't be too familiar with it.

"It's impossible for everyone to have a gun, right? There is always a time when there is no gun." Lin Sheng said.

"As for drawing the sword slowly, try it?" He said calmly.

"Really try?" Russell got excited, "I have learned professional dagger defense before, and within two meters of me, it is a special-level level! How about we practice it against each other?"

Lin Sheng knew that this trip did not show his worth, and he was afraid that in a few days these rich second generations would find a reason to drive him away. He doesn't want to lose this high-paying job just yet.

"Can."

He also wanted to try his own real combat level. Before, he was fighting against the rotten swordsman in his dreams, but now in reality, he might be able to accurately determine his own level.

The two of you must be here, Xia Yin and Ma Dilan immediately became interested.

Lin Sheng continued to use the sword, and changed into a stab-proof suit and helmet.

Russell changed to a short dagger, and continued to wear the previous pair training protective clothing.

The two stood facing each other, standing in the center of the practice room.

"Mr. Lin, I would like to remind you that Russell's skills are not just a joke. His family specially invited retired officers from the Special Forces to train him." Xia Yin reminded again sternly.

"Thank you, it's fine." Lin Sheng nodded, pulled down his mask, and signaled that it was time to start.

Russell also put away his laughter, pulled out the dagger, and put his backhand in his sleeve.

The distance between the two was two meters. This distance was too late for Lin Sheng to even draw his sword. He only needed to pounce forward, and he could easily slam into his arms and hit him instantly.

The other two in the practice room couldn't help holding their breath.

"Naxi swordsmanship wins or loses in an instant. Unless the strength is extremely close, it usually won't take too long." Xia Yin said in a low voice.

"Now let's see how Teacher Lin responds." Dang! !

In an instant, there was a crisp sound, which was extremely ear-piercing.

In front of Lin Sheng, Russell flew out heavily and fell to the ground. The dagger in his hand rolled out of his hand.

Lin Sheng was expressionless, quietly looking down at Russell. The sword in his hand just hung casually by his side.

"What... what's going on!?" Ma Dilan was confused.

"I don't know..." Xia Yin also didn't see what happened at all.

Before they could react, Russell on the ground blushed, picked up the dagger and rolled over to his feet. With a strong figure, he stabbed Lin Sheng's waist from the side.

clang! !

There was a flash of silver light.

Russell fell out again and lay on his back.

Before the other two could make a sound, he let out a low growl like a beast, got up again and rushed towards Lin Sheng.

clang! !

Another flash of silver light.

Boom.

Russell fell out again without any suspense, and the dagger in his hand made a big hole in the floor mat.

He tried hard to stand up, but the several consecutive explosions and falls just now made it difficult for him to support anymore.

Lin Sheng shook his long sword, and walked forward calmly.

swish.

The tip of the sword stopped in front of Russell's throat in an instant.

The dangling silver blade was like a mirror, reflecting Russell's bewildered, puzzled, ashamed and angry face.

"Want to learn?"

Russell's throat twitched.

Since he founded this club, he has invited more than ten instructors, all of whom are masters of Naxi swordsmanship.

But no one has ever given him such a real and strong sense of threat like the one in front of him.

This feeling

"It's just awesome!!!" He roared suddenly, and couldn't hold back his laughter.

Ma Dilan and Xia Yin on the side also screamed and laughed at the same time.

Lin Sheng withdrew his sword and glanced at the three people who were inexplicably excited. Suddenly feel a little helpless.