In the elegant small room, after looking at the boxing records and spearmanship secret books for a while, Renn rubbed his brows and felt a little headache.
There are specialties in the art industry, and no skill can be learned simply.
At first, he was a little dissatisfied with Marcello's fighting skills and boxing skills, and wanted to buy a book of fighting skills left by a strong man at the temple level from his landlady Elena, because he felt that Ghost Hands was not strong enough.
The result amused Elena, and she told him clearly that as a demon hunter with a knife, Marcelo's fighting skills were enough for him to use at the fourth level.
"Being proficient in everything means not being the best in everything. Young people, don't think that you can challenge others' eating skills by just doing a little bit of training."
When there are no shortcomings, what you need is to make full use of your strengths as much as possible, rather than indiscriminately focusing on one thing and another, which will only waste your talent.'
Sighing, Ren also knew that he was still a little conceited. Amateur and professional were two different things.
Elena said that it was true that he was a genius, but he was not a monster. It would not work to be too ambitious. Carlos also reminded him not to ignore priorities.
Ren was a little lucky in his heart. He was really eager for success at first, but luckily he was awakened in time.
As for the "Demon Slaying Technique" just obtained from the stone tablet of time, it is a special "system" and attempt, including body skills, fighting skills, guidance methods...how to knock on the holy door, as well as construct, deduce, and improve the field
etc.
Picking up a pen, Lane began to record this precious knowledge on the manuscript paper.
It is impossible to learn it all, but it can be used as a supplement. Moreover, the Demon Slaying Art is extremely unpredictable. Renn only memorized many of the contents, but could not understand them at all.
The "rotating tide" among them is neither a simple technique nor a certain combat technique or secret method, but a special "fusion technique".
The conqueror William I was undoubtedly a powerful monarch. As for why he wanted to leave the stone tablet here, Ren had no idea.
Anyway, without the "key" given by the Faloran royal family, even if the stone tablet is taken away, it cannot be inherited.
After practicing, Ren yawned, lay down and began to fall asleep.
After resting for four hours, he left Liuying Clothing Store when it was getting dark.
After buying a glass of milk on the roadside and eating a simple hamburger, Lane came to Old Bill's house and found that it was very lively.
A sheriff wearing a black and white uniform with two V-shaped epaulettes on his shoulders was negotiating with Old Bill.
The sheriff was followed by a dozen people, who were making loud noises and glaring at Old Bill angrily.
"Mr. Bill, the neighbors reported that gunshots were heard from your place last night, which seriously affected everyone's rest."
The middle-aged Sheriff with a mustache said in a deep voice. It could be seen from the helpless expression on his face that he was very depressed.
"I was so shocked that I went to call the police early in the morning, but they told me it was a misunderstanding?"
"It's just that, the gunshots kept ringing, as if there was a war, and I didn't have a good rest all night."
"This is not the first time. A similar thing happened half a year ago."
The neighbors were very angry and talked a lot.
The sheriff calmed them down for a while, then persuaded them to leave, and said to Bill: "Instructor, don't hold banquets at home in the future, I've wiped your butts many times.
If this continues, I will lose the job I finally found."
Obviously, he is also an old acquaintance of Bill. Unlike Leo and the others, he is the one who has changed careers more successfully.
Old Bill blew his beard and glared: "Don't worry, bastard, this is the last time.
Next, I will take away all the problem people and start a new round of business."
With a slight sigh, the Sheriff breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, I don't have to be tricked by my teammates anymore."
It can be said that if it hadn't been for him, Leobessie and others, the number of times they would come into the office to drink tea would have increased several times.
After asking some questions, he left happily. Without Betsy Leo and the others, the crime rate in Wilton City would drop by 10%.
"Have you notified the people in the company?" Renn walked over and asked.
Old Bill smiled slightly: "Xig and the others should be leaving. They are expected to arrive this afternoon."
"Very good. In order to avoid a long night and many dreams, prepare for a day and start tomorrow night." Ren said coldly with a cold look in his eyes.
He had no choice, he was short of money, and he didn't want to take out a loan, so he had to ask Matt to borrow some, but he didn't want to pay back, so he had to ask him to die.
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On the other side, in Diramo City, in front of the Thorn Security Company building, there were ten carriages, seven carrying people, and three carrying cargo.
The carriage was provided free of charge by businessman Stanley, and twenty young and middle-aged cowboys were transporting gray wooden boxes onto the carriage.
"Hahahaha, move them all quickly, I, Monkey B. Sigg, am going to do justice for God again!" Sigg shouted with excitement and enthusiasm.
Seeing Sigg opening his arms as if to embrace the whole world, Garcia twitched the corner of his mouth and asked Wen Xi at the side: "What's wrong with him? It's like he's having epilepsy."
Garcia was very confused. After receiving the call from Old Bill last night, Sigg was as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.
He kept laughing wildly, dancing, and kept chanting words such as "do justice for heaven", "uphold justice", and "eliminate evil".
He could understand the words, but he didn't understand why Sigurd was so excited.
Wen Xi was a little shy, touched his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "I can't help it, brother, he is so poor."
"What?" Garcia was confused and didn't know why.
Wen Xi smiled, showing a big gold tooth: "Ever since the eldest brother followed the boss and killed Marcelo and made a fortune.
As soon as you hear that justice has been done, you will become very happy, because justice can be paid quickly and it can also win praise from the world.
In contrast, working in gangs, selling drugs, selling money... there is no future, and you will have to be scolded by your parents and fellow villagers."
Garcia: "…………"
Isn't it just burning, killing and looting, but also upholding justice for heaven? He knows very well that if Matt is a poor man, even if he does many evil things, Renn may not pay attention to him.
Their conversation was overheard by Sigg, who seemed to see the disapproval on Garcia's face and walked over.
He put his arm around Garcia's shoulders, coughed lightly and asked, "Do you think I'm hypocritical?"
"Isn't it?" Garcia asked.
Sigg smiled slightly: "My boss told me that it is important to choose your enemy regardless of your deeds."
"What do you mean?"
"Believe it or not, after this incident, Thorns Security Company will be praised by the world. Because Matt is notorious for drug trafficking, I don't know how many people want to kill him.
And we eliminated him, so what if our starting point was not noble at all? Our actions were indeed upholding justice, eradicating evil, and saving those who may be infected with drugs in the future.
In fact, no one cares what you think. You are kind and peace-loving at heart, but you wield the butcher knife and kill many innocent people. Even though it was not your intention, you are still the executioner.
Who doesn’t know how to make excuses? No matter how nice the name is, what’s the point? In the end, you only moved yourself and redeemed yourself, while those dead souls are still wailing!”
Garcia was dumbfounded when he heard this, and Sigg patted him on the shoulder: "The boss said, this is the content of "The Prince".
I think the boss is right. Compared with those who only accuse and shout empty slogans, we are indeed seeking justice!"
