Living in the Republic of China era, Wang Xu often felt unsafe even if he had a shuttle door around him.
These days, the world is so chaotic. You can guard against the Japanese, but not the traitors. You can guard against the traitors, but you cannot guard against the military commanders, let alone the Central Commanders, Green Forest Heroes, Mei Agency, Ying Agency, and Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army.
There are a lot of organizations that I can name, and some that I can’t.
Every time he went out, Wang Xu was always worried, wondering whether the city gate would catch fire and cause harm to Chi Yu, and someone would shoot him in the face.
If we learn Yu Zecheng's skills, things like Xie Ruolin's incident can be avoided in the future. What's more, if you learn these life-saving skills, you may be able to put them to great use one day.
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"Teach you, what do you want to learn?" Yu Zecheng did not refuse. He also thought that Wang Xu's self-protection ability was too poor, and he might not even be able to defeat ordinary gangsters.
With such skills, and no bodyguards, wandering around the Japanese-occupied areas all day long, he might encounter trouble one day.
Regardless of their relationship or their status as drug suppliers, Yu Zecheng did not want to see any surprises.
"Learn pistols first, and also learn reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, as well as fighting." Wang Xu only thought of these two points in a short period of time.
Yu Zecheng nodded slightly, and took the initiative to help him add two items, saying: "You'd better learn disguise and lurking. Pretending and lurking may seem simple, but in fact there are big ways inside. If time permits, I would also like to teach him
You assassinate."
"Assassination?" Wang Xulu was stunned for a moment and didn't think it was necessary.
His purpose in coming to the Republic of China was to use the shuttle door to become a villain, not to be a killer.
In his mind, as soon as the Republic of China was stabilized, he would recruit troops and fight a big war.
At that time, all Wang Xu needed to do was to dump supplies and grasp the overall situation. He could let his subordinates do other things.
The business has just started now, and although the idea is still just an idea, Wang Xu does not position himself as a front-line stormtrooper. When he needs to charge by himself, it means that the situation has become difficult to deal with.
"Don't take it lightly. I teach you assassination, not to let you assassinate others, but to learn to guard against being assassinated."
Yu Zecheng saw Wang Xu's attitude and said earnestly: "Assassinating others and preventing others from assassinating are actually connected. If you can't even kill people, how do you know that the person who wants to kill you knows how to use it?
How to kill you. Therefore, assassination training will make you more alert. When you reach a place where you are vulnerable to assassination and are easy to be assassinated, you can detect it yourself first."
After hearing this explanation, Wang Xu no longer insisted on his own point of view.
Anyway, learning one subject is learning, and learning two subjects is learning. For the sake of your own future, it is better to listen to the advice of experts.
After all, assassinations during the Republic of China were notoriously rampant.
In addition to the king of assassinations, Wang Yaqiao, the mutual sniping of various agencies was also a highlight at that time. Even our party was not immune. It carried out assassinations many times in the north, and established anti-corruption teams one after another.
"I will learn these four subjects: shooting, investigation and counter-reconnaissance, assassination, camouflage and lurking." Wang Xu nodded in agreement, and then asked with a smile: "Can you teach these four subjects well?"
"Haha..." Yu Zecheng did not answer, but just smiled like this, showing strong self-confidence.
There is a kind of disguise called invisible disguise, which is the most deadly.
Although he is obviously very powerful, Yu Zecheng always has a humble face, as if he just wants to take a guess.
Wang Xu is annoyed the most by people like this. They always pretend to be pigs and eat tigers when they have nothing to do. You should also think about the tigers.
"Lao Yu, if you keep pretending, I will stab you to death with a toilet prod!" Wang Xu poured a glass of wine and joked with Yu Zecheng.
Yu Zecheng ate the food and wine, and did not mind these innocuous words, and said with a smile: "I will be your teacher from now on, you have to respect me. By the way, military command training courses usually last for more than three months, because
They have a lot to learn. You don’t have to go to so much trouble. Just learn these four things. I will guide you for a month. It’s up to you to achieve anything.”
"One month, isn't it a little short?" If Wang Xu doesn't learn, he doesn't want to learn. If he learns, he intends to study hard. He has no intention of fooling around.
Yu Zecheng hesitated a little and thought seriously: "One month is a bit short. After all, those who participated in special training have a good foundation in the past. Let's practice for a month and see. If it doesn't work, I'll let you
Shopkeeper Qiu will find a way to send you to the pistol regiment for special training."
"Okay, let's do it like this. You will pick up the goods in two days, and then I will train with you and try to finish it in one month." Wang Xu raised his head and drank the wine. When we talked again, it was about the interesting things in Tianjin City.
The two exchanged glasses and exchanged cups, chatting about everything in the world, never mentioning politics.
After three drinks and five dishes, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon before Yu Zecheng got up and left.
Wang Xu sent Yu Zecheng out. As he was walking away, he was still thinking that Yu Zecheng must have practiced his drinking ability. After two bottles of Northeastern Xiao, he seemed to be fine.
After sending Yu Zecheng away, Wang Xu didn't clear the table and lay on the bed in a daze.
In his mind, the events of the past few days flashed rapidly like a revolving door, wondering if there was anything he needed to pay attention to.
Gazi left, shopkeeper Qiu went outside the city, and Yu Zecheng remained lurking.
After Xie Ruolin died, he met a puppet army company commander, got a wife next door, and negotiated a deal.
Thinking about it carefully, nothing major went wrong, and my life was still prosperous.
The next step is to complete the drug deal, let Yu Zecheng give him special training, and expand the scale of the business.
Thinking of this, Wang Xu felt a little drowsy. The alcohol had already hit him, and sleepiness came with him.
He forced himself to wash his face, put his gold bars in a box, and did not stay here to sleep, but plunged into modern times.
The daytime of the Republic of China is exactly the modern night, 1 o'clock in the morning.
Wang Xu stuffed the box under the bed, took off his clothes, lay on the bed and fell asleep. As expected, it still felt modern and safe, and he fell into a dream in a short time.
...a night of silence...
That night, Wang Xu slept very well. He didn't have to worry about a large-scale search by the Japanese or the intrigues of all parties. He didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning.
After getting up, washing my face and brushing my teeth, I felt like I was back in the past.
But Wang Xu knew that he was different. The touch of the pistol on his waist and the gold under the bed all foreshadowed this change.
"Sixteen small yellow croakers are equivalent to 800 grams of gold, which should be worth one or two hundred thousand." Wang Xu opened the box and stroked the gold bars inside.
In modern society, gold is worthless.
Wang Xu brought back sixteen gold bars. According to the gold futures price of 280 per gram, one bar is fifty grams, and sixteen bars are only about 220,000.
Moreover, how can the purchase price of a gold store be the same as the market price?
Wang Xu felt that if all these gold bars were sold, he would be very happy if they could sell for 200,000.
Sure enough, when I asked at the gold store in the county town, the recycling price was 245 yuan, which was 35 yuan less than the market price.
The total of sixteen gold bars is just over 190,000. If it were exchanged for antiques in the Republic of China, sixteen gold bars would be enough to buy a piece of Yuan blue and white flowers. In modern times, it could be sold for tens of millions.
"The profit gap is hundreds of times, this is too big!" Stroking the gold bar in his hand, Wang Xu felt that he must not do this anymore unless he had to.
This is not exchanging gold, it is clearly draining his blood.
Is it easy for him to earn some gold bars? This is making money with his head in mind, and he can't do it for hundreds of thousands.