Fake Mechanic

() Fatty didn't expect that Fan Xiaoshan would take the initiative to come to the military academy to look for him. When this senior brother who had been equipped with an invincible halo so far appeared at the door in military uniform, he was dumbfounded.

Fan Xiaoshan asked with a smile, "Why, you have a bad stomach, why do you have such a sad expression?"

The fat man came back to his senses, and glanced behind Fan Xiaoshan, except for a box of canned beer in his hand, he didn't see Ai You, "You're willing to leave the pretty big beauty to come to my monk's den, what are you doing today? Rizi?"

"Does it count as one less resistance to celebrate your victory in Mech Heart?"

"You don't participate? That's right. It would be bad if Qianlang died on the beach."

Before the unnutritious conversation could continue, it was interrupted by the exclamation of the sausage.

Xue Yuyu, who came to the door at some time, heard Fan Xiaoshan's teasing, rushed over and threw his face at Fatty, "Are you planning to win the championship?"

Fan Xiaoshan looked at this young man who rushed in recklessly with interest, his eyebrows and eyes seemed painted on, his lips seemed to hang on, he suppressed a smile and said, "You don't know the order given by the dean to him to win the championship? "

Even Mu Yueshan's eyes widened, and the fat man waved his hands shamelessly, "Brother, you praise me like that, you don't know that low-key is my real name."

Sausage gave Fatty a contemptuous look, "You haven't won the championship yet?"

The fat man who didn't take it seriously half-closed his eyes, and said with a hey smile, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Knowing that this is the chief disciple of the dean, plus the super pilot badge on Fan Xiaoshan's chest, Sausage immediately resorted to the trick of hugging his thighs, pestering Fan Xiaoshan to teach him two life-saving skills, and He did not forget to turn his head and ask the fat man, "Are you hungry?"

The fat man wanted to shake his head at first, but when he was shot by the sausage's murderous gaze, he suddenly understood, "I really feel a little hungry when you ask me this way, let's go eat something, we can't waste the beer you brought."

Fan Xiaoshan went in without knowing it, and when he saw the sausage pulling him, he walked to another dormitory, a little puzzled, "Why don't you go out to eat, I invite you!"

This time the fat man and the sausage had a tacit understanding, and they answered in unison, "The food outside is not good!"

Arriving at the public cafeteria of everyone, that is, Lu Xun's dormitory, Fan Xiaoshan saw the little guy who was taking care of a lot of his treasures at first sight, but those weapons did not attract Fan Xiaoshan's attention. Part of the attention was on the big man leaning against the window smoking a cigarette.

The gun butt also saw Fan Xiaoshan.

The two of them were a burly man and a handsome young man, but they looked at each other with similar things in their eyes.

After a while, Fan Xiaoshan sighed with a slight smile, "Dangtang Deathwing has really washed his hands and become a cook. No wonder everyone outside calls you fourth aunt, the fourth aunt who can cook."

The gun butt, who usually seldom talks, also spoke, "Mr. Fan, I didn't expect to meet again so soon. It seems that you have returned to your old job."

Fan Xiaoshan raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he heard a little irony, "Compared to you, I'm still far behind, I can eat the dishes made by Deathwing who burned down eighteen temples overnight , it seems that my trip was worth it."

The conversation between the two parties made everyone else in the room confused. Even the little guy Lu Xun seemed to have never heard of the old story of burning the Eighteen Temples overnight, and cast a questioning look at the butt of the gun.

The big man snorted coldly, as if he had used up his quota for the day just now, he turned and went straight into the kitchen.

Fan Xiaoshan also seemed to just say hello just now, put the beer in his hand on the table, and asked Lu Xun who was sitting on the ground with a smile, "Are you the little junior that the teacher said a long time ago? Emperor Slayer Your little son?"

For some reason, Lu Xun, who has always been arrogant, was as honest as a little quail in front of Mr. Fan, who was prettier than a woman, "Are you the big brother my father said?"

Lu Xun stood up and bowed respectfully to Fan Xiaoshan.

This time, the fat man noticed that Lu Xun did not bow his head respectfully and grin secretly like he did to Zou Yafu. The moment his little face was parallel to the ground, he still maintained an air of respect.

I'll go, why does everyone seem to know that my senior brother is awesome? The fat man was beating a snare drum in his heart, and started to play tricks again. That's enough.

Lu Xun walked up to Fan Xiaoshan after paying his respects, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, I understand what it means to be a fourth aunt who can cook, but why did you say that the gun stock used to be called Deathwing?"

The sausage on the side also joined in the fun, and came over with a bench, "Yes, yes, let's do some science before dinner."

Fan Xiaoshan glanced at the fat man who was standing still not far away, and asked with a smile, "You don't want to know?"

Seeing Fan Xiaoshan pretending to be the emperor of gossip, and the appearance of the two gossip little princes eager for knowledge, the fat man expressed his contempt. He turned around to see the non-existent spider weaving its web in the corner, but intentionally or unintentionally turned his ear towards Fan Xiaoshan. hill.

Fan Xiaoshan smiled, cleared his throat, and asked Lu Xun, "You call him Gunstock now, have you ever seen him take off his clothes?"

The little guy thought about it, nodded first, then shook his head, "I've seen it before, I don't think it's very special."

"At that time, he was the head monk in a temple in Yuntai Mountain. He was moved to kill because of certain things. He burned down 25 temples on Yuntai Mountain and killed [-] unlucky monks. Struggling hands grabbed his naked upper body, leaving blood stains on his shoulders that were much wider than ordinary people. It looked like he had drawn a pair of Death Wings, hence the name Deathwing, now knew?"

Fan Xiaoshan glanced at the fat man intentionally or unintentionally as he spoke. Although the words just now were so simple and unadorned, the scene of blood and fire was actually reproduced in the fat man's mind.After seeing Fan Xiaoshan's meaningful glance, the fat man's heart skipped a beat.

Gunstock, who had brought over two bowls of food at some point, snorted coldly, and finally couldn't hold back his mouth.

"Why don't you tell your story?"

Fan Xiaoshan glanced around at the curious people around him, shrugged, "I killed a man, he was a good friend in my army, it's as simple as that."

Both Sausage and Lu Xun were taken aback. Neither of them expected that the unbelievably beautiful Fan Xiaoshan would have such a past. Gunbutt, who was listening, frowned, but said nothing.

The meal was still top-notch and delicious, but everyone who was eating seemed to be a little distracted. Finally, under Fan Xiaoshan's familiar atmosphere adjustment methods, they gradually began to come alive.Fan Xiaoshan's jokes are spot on, but Fatty is an exception. The elder brother would rather reveal his unknown past when he saw the butt of the gun this time, and reveal the other's story. Is there another hint?

After eating, Fan Xiaoshan got up to say goodbye, and the fat man chased him outside the door before he asked the question he had been keeping in his heart.

Fan Xiaoshan didn't speak, just took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one himself, but threw the whole pack to the fat man.

"I'm not addicted to cigarettes, why give me this?"

The fat man glanced at the brand, the top quality products in the Baita District, the price is scary, but it also fits Mr. Fan's always flamboyant personality.

Fan Xiaoshan glared at the fat man, "Who said it was for you? There are too many people who like to smoke here."

The fat man obediently put away his cigarette, and Fan Xiaoshan continued, "I was worried about you winning the championship, but now that I see that person, it's much easier. You're lucky, I've done everything I can. The rest is up to you."

Fatty saw Fan Xiaoshan's senior brother's expression that he could only help you so far, and he couldn't help being a little annoyed, "I said, why do you always hide your words like Wei?"

Fan Xiaoshan was stunned for a moment, the fat man lost his words, and quickly changed the topic, "You told me about the gun butt, and you mentioned the heart of the mecha, so you want me to learn from him? What can he teach me? What can I do? Braised chicken drumstick rice or pearl fish ball soup?"

Fan Xiaoshan gave Fatty an angry sideways glance.

"You think I'm digging a hole for you to jump?"

The fat man's momentum suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his head and replied, "Not really, but Lu Xun said that gun-butt fights can only be ranked in the top [-] in the Federation. How can it compare to you."

Fan Xiaoshan was angry and funny, but there was a strange feeling in his heart, and his tone softened a bit, "That's right, Deathwing, no, the ability to fight with gun stocks is indeed as Lu Boyan said, only in the top [-] of the former Federation, But do you know? Fighting with gun stocks is not the kind of little tricks you and I use in machine armor."

Fatty's heart sank, and he said with a wry smile, "So you knew that I would speed up my five senses."

Fan Xiaoshan exhaled smoke and said, "Nonsense, the first step in the Ten-Step Temple is to be able to control adrenaline at will. If you can't even do this, the teacher won't force you to play Mecha Heart!" gone."

Little trick, this elder brother has gone a few steps ahead of me, and even called his ability to press the bottom of the box a little trick. Although the fat man thought so, he asked, "The gun stock...?"

Fan Xiaoshan said, "The butt of the gun doesn't have any spiritual power, so it can't speed up the five senses, but he ranks in the top [-] just because of his physical strength, you can think about it yourself. To use an old saying, he proves the Tao purely with strength! And strength is precisely the key to taking the second step, so I said you are lucky, but your eyesight is too poor."

Speaking of this, Fan Xiaoshan flicked his cigarette butt into the trash can in the corridor, and patted the fat man on the shoulder, "I wanted to teach you something more, but what I'm going to do next will make me leave for a while, so I came here to take a look." You, I didn't expect to meet that person, your shit luck is here, as long as you have a little more understanding, I believe you should not have too many problems."

The fat man groaned a bit, "What kind of bullshit mech heart is it? Even though there are no military pilots participating, I still have to take the second step to win the championship. There are too many monsters in this world?"

Fan Xiaoshan smiled and went straight into the elevator without saying anything.

The elevator door closed slowly, and the fat man called Big Brother at the last moment, but he couldn't say what he wanted to ask you why you killed your good friend.

Fan Xiaoshan smiled and waved to the fat man, and disappeared behind the compartment door.

Holding the pack of cigarettes left by Fan Xiaoshan through his pocket, the fat man was a little worried, how could he let him teach him everything with his gun butt silent as a rock, would it be enough to just open a few cigarettes?

It seems that it is not that simple.

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ps: That's right, I'm trying to die...