The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

The dog king looked at me with a half-smile and asked: "How is it?"

To be honest, the power of his kick was beyond my imagination.

"Um... Brother Dog, how many can you hit at one time?" I asked.

The dog king glanced at me from top to bottom: "Just like you, ten or eight are just like playing."

I licked my lips: "If I learn boxing from you, when will I reach your level?"

"To my point?" He sneered, "What do you think?"

"Ten years?" I asked uncertainly.

"It's not necessarily twenty years!"

I sighed: "Then what kind of boxing should I learn?"

He smiled and said: "Although it is impossible for you to practice to the level I am, if you practice for half a year and a year, you should have no problem beating four or five people."

As he said this, he seemed to have thought of something else: "If you feel it's not enough, I can teach you an improved set of Earth Technique Boxing."

"What is the improved Earth Technique Fist?"

He asked me to go to the side of the wooden pile.

I didn't look carefully before, but now that I'm closer, I can clearly see that there are writings on the wooden piles in many places.

The words are all engraved and coated, so you can't see them clearly unless you look carefully.

"The improved Earth Technique Boxing has only one purpose, which is to kill with one blow and hit the vital point directly! Defeat the enemy in the shortest time and make him lose the ability to resist."

As he spoke, the Dog King's fist turned into a palm and struck the wooden stake twice.

"Here...here...and here, they are all fatal places...and here...here..."

After finishing the gesture, he smiled at me and said: "From today on, you can come here every day when you have nothing to do and memorize all the words above."

I frowned and looked closer to study it.

Every inch of the wooden man's skin is densely covered with words carefully outlined with a black marker.

The area on the head is marked by a precise circle, and the text there reads: "The nerve plexus behind the ear, attacking its key points, can cause severe brain concussion, ranging from tinnitus and dizziness to life hanging by a thread in severe cases."

The armpit is also surrounded by a circle, with the label: "The nerves here are densely packed, and a single blow can cause severe pain, or even short-term limb paralysis."

The line under the ribs pointed to a sensitive and fatal place, where it read: "Under the liver, there is insufficient protection. If too much force is applied, the internal organs may rupture and life may be in danger."

As for the spine, a straight line was accurately marked a few centimeters above the belt, and the text next to it was as cold as ice: "The spinal nerves, where the center is located, can cause permanent paralysis or directly kill you with one blow."

The entire wooden figure is a detailed anatomy textbook.

Every bone, every nerve, and even every tendon has its own potential means of destruction, whether it's a dislocation, a fracture, or a torn ligament, all of which are explained in detail.

I took a deep breath and no longer had any contempt for the dog king in front of me.

In the following days, after I finished dealing with things every day, I would come to the practice room and hold the wooden man in my arms and look at it non-stop.

To be honest, learning some skills in a place like this is equivalent to an extra layer of insurance for me.

After all, the situation of being chased and chopped down before is still vivid in my mind.

If I had had the ability of a dog king at that time, I wouldn't have been chased like a lost dog.

For a moment, I felt like I was possessed by a demon, spending more than ten hours a day in the Dog King's training room.

For five consecutive days, I stayed with that silent wooden man. In my eyes, it was no longer a simple exercise equipment, but became a way to save my life.

When I go to bed at night, my mind is filled with the words on the wooden figures.

During the day, when I face other people, I find that my eyes have become different.

Whenever I look at them, I will unconsciously calculate in my heart, as if my gaze penetrates their clothes and reaches straight to their muscles and bones.

Every person, every move, I'm subconsciously assessing their weaknesses and vitals.

I feel like there is a wild edge hidden in my eyes, like a wolf staring at its prey, secret and dangerous.

After such intensive study and self-transformation, I finally passed the Dog King test.

"Not bad!" The Dog King looked at me with admiration, "Five days is not a short time, nor a long time. If you can remember it so clearly, you can be considered a beginner."

"but……"

He grinned, paused and said, "But it's not enough! You have to engrav this into your subconscious mind. Think about it, if you fight with someone, will the other person give you time to think about it?"

I pursed my lips and shook my head: "No."

"Not bad! So, you have to omit the thinking process and strike directly and reflexively. As long as you can do this, plus the improved boxing techniques I will teach you next, you will be considered a master."

"Brother Dog, what exactly should I do?"

He looked at me with a half-smile: "If you want to hit someone, you must first learn to be beaten!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched me directly.

I raised my hand to block it, but my arms felt a little numb...

"From today on, I will spar with you. I will attack your vital points, and you must learn to resist."

I was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"Don't worry, I will strike with caution and I won't beat you to death!"

He spat on the ground: "Fuck, I beat you to death, how can I explain to my third brother?"

I felt a little bitter in my heart, knowing that even if he kept his hand, I might not have a good life.

On the first day, after fighting for less than half an hour, I felt like half of my life was gone.

His whole body was covered in bruises and even his face was stained.

It was still the same on the second day...the third day...the fourth day...

A week later, I finally did what the Dog King said, and engraved all the weaknesses of people in my subconscious.

Looking at the dog king sitting on the chair, I went over and handed him a cigarette and helped him light it: "Brother Dog, what are you going to learn next?"

He took a drag on his cigarette, looked at me and raised his eyebrows and said, "There are many ways to fight and kill people."

"There are countless ways to kill people in human history, especially on the battlefield. There are everything from swords and bows to guns, planes and tanks."

"Like now, if you are given a gun, you can kill someone with a knife. If you are given a knife, you can also kill an unarmed person."

"However, the actual situation is far from this. You can't always have a gun or a knife. Moreover, even if you have a gun or a knife, if the opponent is a trainer, you will most likely be killed!"

"So, before taking action, what you have to do is to put yourself in the most advantageous situation!"

After hearing what he said, I frowned and asked, "What is the most favorable situation?"

"Before you take action, you need to know the general situation of the other party in your mind. For example, whether he is strong or not, and what he has in his hand..."

"After a quick analysis, you have to find the most suitable tools around you."