Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 1189

In this way, in the next few days, Pang Xiaonan accompanied Zhao Sijiajia to practice fighting in the morning, and Zhao Sijiajia accompanied Pang Xiaonan to practice dodging bullets. Pang Xiaonan's dodging skills gradually improved. He dodged the plastic bullet, so he asked Zhao Sijiajia to speed up his aim.

While Zhao Sijiajia was shooting Pang Xiaonan, as Pang Xiaonan's evasion skills became more and more proficient, her own marksmanship also improved a lot, and she could basically release the gun at will without deliberately aiming.

In the past few days, Pang Xiaonan has not been out of the Hailong community. He is worried that Nangong Jim will hire other killers to wait for him outside. At the same time, he called Xiong Junjun and told her that she has nothing to do and don't leave the school. The school is closed. Management style, at least safer than the outside.

One afternoon, Pang Xiaonan received a message from the old blacksmith, saying that the flying knife had been forged, and he was asked to go to pick it up when he had time.Pang Xiaonan was overjoyed, "Finally I have a weapon at my fingertips!"

"I have to go out anyway!" Thinking of this, Pang Xiaonan doesn't care what kind of shooter is outside. With his current cultivation base, as long as the opponent is not throwing a gun, he is capable of dodging at least one shot. You will have a chance to escape or even find a chance to fight back.

Pang Xiaonan dressed up a little bit, still taking the one who went to Hehai Building as a model, trying to dress up as tall as possible, different from the previous Pang Xiaonan, so that the killer would not be so easy to recognize himself.

Then he changed his hairstyle a little bit, there was no Moss at home, so he took an egg and beat it in a bowl, then applied the egg liquid on his hair, combed it back, and made a big back hair, "Well, Kind of like a big brother."

Pang Xiaonan went out, and still drove the Shepherd towards the old town. He didn't find anyone following him along the way, so he parked the car not far from the blacksmith's shop, and then walked vigilantly towards the blacksmith's shop. go.

The old blacksmith was rattling on a piece of red iron, and when he saw Pang Xiaonan coming in, he didn't stop, and said to Pang Xiaonan, "Sit down for a while, and I'll come over after I finish hammering this piece of iron."

Pang Xiaonan randomly picked up a bench, chose a seat facing the gate and sat down. The temperature in the blacksmith shop was really high. He kept fanning the wind with his hands, and fixed his eyes on the outside of the gate. In this world, the light was a bit dazzling, and after a while his eyes felt a little dizzy, so he withdrew his gaze and only stared at the door frame.

"What are you looking at?" The old blacksmith finally finished his work and walked towards Pang Xiaonan.

"It's nothing, look at the scenery outside the door, there is a dog there." Pang Xiaonan pointed to the door, there was indeed a dog,

"Hehe, so you like to watch this." The old blacksmith handed a belt to Pang Xiaonan, copied a stool and placed it next to Pang Xiaonan, and then went to fetch his hookah.

Pang Xiaonan said: "Where is it? I don't like to look at it, but the two of them don't look at the place, so they just bumped into my eyes." He took the old blacksmith's belt in his hand and looked at it carefully. .

This belt is light brown and yellow, and it can be seen that it is genuine cowhide leather with a simple buckle. There are a few holes on the belt for easy buckling. The difference from ordinary belts is that the middle part of the belt is wider. Two-layer design, there is a certain gap between the two pieces of leather, just to insert a flying knife, the handle of the flying knife is exposed outside, made of pure copper, with simple lines on it, which is convenient to increase the friction of fingers.

Pang Xiaonan pulled out a flying knife. The blade was the strange and beautiful black color of the spirit stone, shining with breathtaking light under the reflection of the fire. The blade was inlaid on the khaki pure copper handle, and the whole knife looked It is simple and gorgeous. If ordinary people look at it, they will think that this is a cultural relic unearthed somewhere.

Pang Xiaonan stroked the side of the blade lightly across his fingers, he could feel the sharpness of the blade.He stretched out his thumb and forefinger, pinched the handle of the knife and aimed the blade vertically at the ground, then let go, the tip of the flying knife fell down, poof, the flying knife plunged straight into the ground.

"Amazing!" Pang Xiaonan exclaimed sincerely. An ordinary knife, if dropped on the ground, would leave an imprint on the ground at most, but this flying knife can be inserted into the ground. It shows that the flying knife is very precise and can maintain the balance of the blade. Third, it shows that the material of the spirit stone is special, it does not have the toughness of metal, and it is harder than iron.

Pang Xiaonan pulled out the flying knife from the ground, brushed off the light dust on the knife with his fingers again, turned to the old blacksmith and said, "Old man, your flying knife is so good."

The old blacksmith smiled and said: "Your material is better. I have been blacksmithing for so many years, and this is the first time I have come across a rare material like yours. To be honest, the hardness of your material may be many times stronger than steel. , Wasted a lot of my sanding discs, but I tried it after I made it out, and it cuts iron like mud, it’s not fake at all.”

Pang Xiaonan inserted the flying knife into the belt and said: "The material is good, but in the final analysis it is your craftsmanship. I won't talk about the workmanship of the flying knife. This belt alone is of a level that can participate in a fashion show." Now, old man, I thought you were a blacksmith, so you know how to design clothes."

Pang Xiaonan is not flattering. The design and workmanship of this belt are not inferior to those of the seven flying knives. It has both practicality and fashion style, and this pure natural material, every detail shows the designer's Deep foundation.

The old blacksmith waved his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, and the wrinkles on his face became more profound, "Don't talk nice words, my boy. My belt is nothing but tailor-made according to the characteristics of the flying knife. There is no design or design, but When you insert the throwing knife, be careful not to cut the leather surface, although I am the top layer of cowhide, but your throwing knife is too sharp, if you always cut the leather surface, the belt will wear out badly."

Pang Xiaonan nodded and said: "Well, I know, I will take good care of the belt, old man, I admire you more and more, I thought you were a simple blacksmith, now it seems that you are an all-round designer Talent, I asked you to play a few throwing knives, and you even considered the matching knife sheath and how to carry it easily, I admire it."

Speaking of which, Pang Xiaonan stood up, buckled the belt around his waist, hopped lightly, tried the comfort and tightness, and said, "Well, not bad, it fits well."

"Just fit. I also roughly measured your size with my eyes, so I punched a few more holes for you to adjust." The old blacksmith lit the cigarette and smoked it rattlingly.

"Old man, don't you wonder what I use this throwing knife for?" Pang Xiaonan took off the belt, sat back on the stool, and put the belt on his lap.

The old blacksmith smoked until a pinch of tobacco turned into ashes, then took down the pipe, knocked the tobacco on the floor, and then said to Pang Xiaonan: "I usually don't ask the purpose of the client, ha ha, you hit this fly Knife is definitely not fun, it is a weapon for killing people in the hands of people with high martial arts skills, so I still advise you, it is best to use it sparingly, as long as it is shot, this thing will cause irreparable damage and consequences."

Pang Xiaonan smiled, stood up and said, "Don't worry, old man, I won't use this throwing knife unless it is absolutely necessary. As you said, once the throwing knife is shot, the consequences are indeed irreversible. Thank you Alright, I'm leaving first."

Pang Xiaonan took out his mobile phone, turned on Falcon and transferred the fee to the old blacksmith, took the flying knife belt out of the blacksmith shop, and returned home excitedly.

The first thing Pang Xiaonan did when he entered the door was to run into the practice room, he wanted to try the power of the throwing knife.

When he arrived at the practice room, Pang Xiaonan looked around, thinking about what to use as a target. After much deliberation, he decided to try an apple first, so he trotted into the kitchen again, took out an apple from the refrigerator, and trotted all the way again. Back to the practice room.

Pang Xiaonan carefully placed the apple on the bench, then walked to a place ten meters away from the apple, concentrated his energy, and positioned the apple in his mind.

Then, Pang Xiaonan tied the belt around his waist, took out a throwing knife from the leather case with his right hand, and fixed his gaze on Apple again.

After 2 seconds, Pang Xiaonan's eyes flashed, and then he flicked his right hand, and a flying knife flew out. There was only a "bang", the apple shattered into slag, and the flying knife went straight into it. on the wall behind the apple.

"It's amazing!" Pang Xiaonan was very satisfied with the power of the flying knife, because this time he threw the flying knife purely by relying on the power of the flying knife itself, without pouring any spiritual power, and it was already the effect of smashing an apple into slag. It was unexpected.

"Apple is too brittle, is there any harder target to try?" Pang Xiaonan looked around in the practice room again, but unfortunately he didn't see anything suitable as a target after looking for a long time, so he thought of the kitchen cutting board.

"Hey, the cutting board is made of wood, and it's much harder than apples. Yes, try it with a cutting board." So Pang Xiaonan trotted into the kitchen again, took the cutting board from the dining table, and trotted back. The exercise room.

But this cutting board is not as easy to place as apples, and it can’t be placed on the bench. Later, Pang Xiaonan thought of a way to use the armrest and backrest of the bench to place the cutting board horizontally in the middle, forming a shape with the armrest and backrest. triangle.

It means that the side of the bench is facing Pang Xiaonan, and the cutting board is one side of this side.In this way, the cutting board is placed stably, but the difficulty of aiming increases, because Pang Xiaonan can only aim at the thickness of the cutting board, not the surface of the cutting board.

"Whatever, just practice my accuracy." Pang Xiaonan walked to the opposite side of the bench, about eight to nine meters away from the cutting board.

This time Pang Xiaonan first took out the flying knife, positioned the chopping board with his spiritual sense, then poured his spiritual sense into the flying knife in his hand, looked at the chopping board calmly for a second, and then suddenly Swinging his hands, the flying knife came out through the air with a sharp roar, and there was only a loud "bang", and the chopping board was torn apart. Pang Xiaonan felt a little excited in his heart.

When the shattered powder on the chopping board dissipated, Pang Xiaonan walked up to it. He found that the chopping board was not as simple as being torn apart. "Well, the effect of the flying knife with spiritual power is too amazing. It should be no problem to penetrate a person's body."

Pang Xiaonan was still not satisfied, and wanted to try one last time. He glanced around in the practice room, and finally his eyes fixed on the huge sandbag.

"Well, this is not bad, at least the size is about the size of a real person." The sandbag in Pang Xiaonan's practice room is much larger than ordinary sandbags, and the weight of the sand is nearly 200 catties. It is difficult to punch it down. Enables the sandbag to swing.

"It's you." This time Pang Xiaonan didn't even aim, he took out a throwing knife from his belt and threw it out in one go.At the same time as he swung the flying knife again, he had already quickly input spiritual power into the flying knife in his mind.

There was another loud bang, like the sound of a bomb exploding, and the entire sandbag was exploded!The sand in the sandbag flew around, forming a huge cloud of smoke. The practice room was immediately filled with dust, and Pang Xiaonan coughed repeatedly, unable to open his eyes.

It was not until a long time later that the dust from the blasting of sandbags subsided and fell to the ground to form a thick layer of dust. Seeing the mess, Pang Xiaonan was excited with a hint of regret, "Damn, I knew it was so powerful, I really shouldn't have Use it as a target, the ashes in this place have to be cleaned up."

The ground of the practice room is full of sawdust, sand, and dust, which is even more messy than the decoration site. Pang Xiaonan helplessly took the broom and trash can, and started to clean it with one hand and one foot, with his coughing from the dust in the middle Voice.

While cleaning, Pang Xiaonan felt the cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrate, and then the phone rang. Pang Xiaonan took out his cell phone and saw that it was Mr. Wang calling.

"Hey, Lao Wang, what advice do you have?...What, treat me to dinner, okay, 6 o'clock in the evening, okay, see you there or be square." After hanging up the phone, Pang Xiaonan felt a little better. The room made him a little tired, but the dinner was settled, which made his stomach feel a little relieved.

It took nearly two hours to clean up all the chicken feathers in the practice room. Although the whole room was still polluted by dust and somewhat dirty, Pang Xiaonan collapsed on the bench and let out a long breath. Angrily, "Don't do it, let's do it, anyway, you don't need to use the practice room to sleep, just let it go, don't do it."

He doesn't have the patience to ask him to scrub the whole house with a rag.Pang Xiaonan rested on the bench for a while, went to the shower room to wash off the dust all over his body, changed into a set of clean clothes, went out humming a little tune, and walked slowly to Mr. Wang's villa.

Knocking on the door, as usual, it was Su Xiaomei who opened the door. When she saw Pang Xiaonan, she looked like a relative she hadn't seen for a long time, and greeted warmly: "Xiaonan, come in quickly, Mr. Wang is waiting for you to have dinner."

Pang Xiaonan was also polite, and went straight to the dining room, and saw that the table was full of delicacies, but Mr. Wang was not at the table. He knew that Mr. Wang was still in the upstairs study, so he went to the stairs and yelled at it. Said: "Lao Wang, it's time to eat, Lao Wang..."

After a while, he heard footsteps from upstairs, Mr. Wang replied at the top of his voice, "Here we come..."

Both Pang Xiaonan and Councilor Wang were seated, and Su Xiaomei went to the side hall to have dinner with the servants, leaving only Pang Xiaonan and Councilor Wang in the dining room, because she knew that they must have something to discuss.

Pang Xiaonan was not too polite, he took a piece of twice-cooked pork and chewed it in his mouth, and asked at the same time: "Where is Brother Peng Yuyan, haven't you come back?"

Mr. Wang poured wine and said, "He usually doesn't come back for dinner. Although he doesn't go out to socialize very much, he always has some dinners. Even if there are no dinners, he will work until late. After all, so Big companies have too much going on.”

Pang Xiaonan nodded frequently, "Well, this time the pot meat is not bad, it's fat but not greasy and has a chewy texture, and it's full of meaty aroma. It's a pity that brother Peng doesn't have such a good taste."

Councilor Wang pushed the lucky one in front of Pang Xiaonan, and said, "I heard that you have been targeted by a killer recently?"

Pang Xiaonan nodded, and said: "Peng Yuyan told you, yes, he was targeted by a killer, and he is a master of guns. I almost said goodbye to you."

Councilor Wang raised his wine glass and said, "If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed. Come, have a glass of wine to suppress your shock."

Pang Xiaonan also raised his glass, touched Mr. Wang, and said, "As you said, come on, let's do it."

The two drank it down, and Mr. Wang asked again with concern: "What's the matter? Don't you really need me to help you deal with this killer?"

Pang Xiaonan chewed a handful of vegetables, shook his head and said, "No, even if you help me solve this killer, will the person who hired him stop? The killer is not the root cause. I always come to me when I want to solve this problem." Troublesome guy. Besides, let me tell you, I'm not afraid of gunmen now, at least I'm not as embarrassed as I used to be."

"Really?" Mr. Wang also put a handful of vegetables into his mouth, "You went to buy a gun? Even if you have a gun, if you want to practice perfect marksmanship, you still have to go through a process. A master in marksmanship cannot be cultivated overnight."

Pang Xiaonan put a piece of fried tofu into the bowl and said: "I didn't buy a gun, I prepared a set of hidden weapons. Although I am not very proficient in using guns, I am still quite good at this hidden weapon. Next time I'm going to try to see if his gun is faster or my hidden weapon is more powerful."

"Concealed weapon? Thank you for thinking of it!" Mr. Wang pointed at Pang Xiaonan, "No matter how good a concealed weapon is, it is not as powerful as a gun. Do you think it is still the era of cold weapons, and you can dominate the world with a concealed weapon?"

"Forget it, you don't understand after I say it, just understand that my hidden weapon is about the same as an ordinary pistol." Pang Xiaonan knew that he wouldn't believe it when he explained to Mr. Wang, so it's better to bury the suspense and forget it, "Eating vegetables Let’s eat vegetables, this time the pot meat is really good.”

"Anyway, be careful. There is really no other way. I'll get rid of the mastermind for you. I don't want to see you die young." Councilor Wang wanted to help Pang Xiaonan from the bottom of his heart.

"Look at what you said, you're talking in frustration, why die young, I'm pissing!" Pang Xiaonan pissed at the side a lot before turning his face away, "Don't worry, I can solve it Yes, you can’t bother your old man with everything.” Pang Xiaonan really didn’t want to ask someone for help when he encountered something, because he could help for a while but not forever, and even if something happened, it was destined.

The two stopped talking about the killer. Mr. Wang brought good news to Pang Xiaonan, "Last time you said that the charity fund was looking for a college student entrepreneurial project. I have a good idea here. I specially called you here today. You refer to the reference to see if it is feasible."

"Oh?" Pang Xiaonan became interested, raised his glass to toast Councilor Wang, poured another glass of wine respectfully, and pushed it in front of Councilor Wang, "Quickly tell me, what a good project it is."

Mr. Wang cleared his throat and said, "It's like this. A young man came to me two days ago, saying that he had a good idea and hoped to get my investment, so I asked him to meet. I learned about this project. This young man is a computer major. He has worked in a large Internet company before. His main position is a product manager, that is, the Internet company is responsible for product development. Now he has spotted a trend. It is big data, he believes that the future development of the world will be based on big data, so he wants to develop an information product that uses big data to push news.”

Councilor Wang paused, scooped up a bowl of soup, Pang Xiaonan waited a little impatiently, and said, "What kind of product is it, please tell me quickly."

"What's the hurry, wait for me to moisten your throat." Mr. Wang picked up his job bowl and took a sip of soup, "This product is different from the previous mobile phone software. You see, the APPs in our mobile phones basically actively ask you Push some information. The news on the homepage is basically the country’s political news. His app is different. It will use big data to analyze your preferences, and then selectively push you the content you like. That is to say, what searches or behaviors you have done on the Internet are recorded by big data, and then the software will intelligently analyze your preferences, so as to push the content you are interested in."

"Well, I understand a little bit." Pang Xiaonan nodded, put away his concentrated eyes, and ate a piece of fried egg, "For example, if I like eggs, the chef will always cook egg-related dishes for me. , such as fried eggs, scrambled eggs, egg soup, steamed eggs, money eggs and so on."

"Yes, that's pretty much what it means." Councilor Wang was pleased with Pang Xiaonan's ability to understand.

"But there will be a problem here." Pang Xiaonan picked up another piece of fried egg, "Although I like to eat eggs, will I get bored if I eat them every day?"

"I thought about this too. That's what I asked him at the time." Mr. Wang also picked up a piece of fried egg and put it in his mouth. "People's interests will change. How can you ensure that this software will always be loved by people? As you said, you like to eat eggs, but the chef only knows how to cook eggs, and sooner or later you will get bored and fire the chef. The young man answered me, saying that this software has a mechanism, which is While pushing the content you are interested in, it will also recommend some things that others like to watch to you, to test whether you also like this content, if you click in and read it, it means that you like this content, Then this software will push this content-related news to you in the future to ensure that you have a steady stream of fresh and interesting content."

Pang Xiaonan thought for a long time, and finally understood the mystery. Pointing to the bowl of twice-cooked pork, he said, "Is that what you mean? I haven't eaten twice-cooked pork before, but the chef wanted to recommend this dish to me, so he fried it again. At the same time as the eggs, I also fried a bowl of twice-cooked pork and put it in front of me. He recommended me to try it, so I took a piece of twice-cooked pork and tried it. I found that the twice-cooked pork tasted good, and I ate the whole bowl of twice-cooked pork. , so the chef knew that I also like to eat twice-cooked pork, so in the future he will not only cook me scrambled eggs, but also stir-fry twice-cooked pork.”

"Well, that's a good explanation. That's the reason." Mr. Wang picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork and chewed it with relish. "Today the chef added a bowl of twice-cooked pork, and tomorrow he may add another bowl of Yong Tau Foo to test your taste again, so although your interest keeps changing, big data can control the process of changing your interest. So as to respond to your interests in a timely manner and recommend corresponding content to you.”

"Well," Pang Xiaonan nodded, "It's really a good idea, is it difficult to realize?" He knows that many times the idea is an idea, and there will still be many difficulties when it is actually implemented.

"The young man told me," Mr. Wang massaged his eyes, "it's not difficult to realize. He has already mastered this big data technology. The key is to constantly adjust the algorithm. I don't know exactly what an algorithm is. Maybe It is equivalent to a chef making a dish, the proportion of the seasoning in it, that is to say, how high is the correlation between the content recommended by the software and the content you are interested in, the more sophisticated the algorithm, the more the pushed things Accurate, it should be like this."

"You describe it very well, Lao Wang," Pang Xiaonan immediately understood the meaning of the algorithm, "You deserve to be with young people often, and you are a genius investor. Your understanding is deeper than mine. What you said The meaning of the algorithm should be as you described, that is, how much salt and MSG, this dish can make me like it, that is, although I like the content he recommended, but I have to find out how much I like it, why I like it so much A little bit, that likes a little less, and the continuous optimization algorithm can make me like what I don’t want.”

"Yes, it's just to hit your pain point," Mr. Wang pointed at Pang Xiaonan's face with his chopsticks, and then changed his tune, "No, it should be to hit your laughing point, your itchy spot, Makes you feel good, very good!"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Pang Xiaonan raised his wine glass, "Such a good project, vote, don't hesitate!"

(End of this chapter)