North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 79

  Chapter 79 Make up for the shortcomings, Anthony's cold-blooded and hard-core teaching (4,600 words, two in one)

   "Hello, I am", Dean warmly greeted the little old man Ana.

  Ana stretched out her hand to stop her and said, "I'm not interested in who you are or why you are here. Karp recommended you, so you are qualified to learn from me, follow me."

   After finishing speaking, without waiting for Dean to respond, he leaned on his crutches with difficulty and walked into the church step by step.

  Looking at the stumbling back of the old man.

  Dean really couldn't associate it with the miserable corpse he saw earlier.

  The church is not big, the main hall is a place of worship, filled with tables and chairs, on the left is the rest room where the previous fight took place, and on the right leads to Ana's residence.

  The two came to the room on the right, one behind the other.

  The room is very simple, with only a bed, a colored statue and altar table, an old TV, and a black and white photo.

  The first time Dean entered the room, he was attracted by the black and white photos on the wall.

   It was a photo of a very capable-looking man, stepping on a motionless brown bear lying prone on the ground, staring at the camera with both eyes.

   According to the contour of the man's face.

  Dean found that the stalwart man in the photo was exactly Ah Na in front of him, but he was much younger, and his eyes were even more wild.

   "That was my coming-of-age ceremony at the age of sixteen. Master took me to Maoxiong Country and asked me to hunt and kill a brown bear that was about to hibernate with my bare hands."

  Ah Na's eyes were full of nostalgia, and then she opened the lockbox from the side cabinet, took out two VC discs, and placed them on Dean's left and right hands respectively.

   "On the left is the twenty-five ancient Muay Thai styles.

  This one is biased towards modern Muay Thai, but it is more vicious. Attack and practice are more docile. The disadvantage is that it takes a long time to form combat power. It looks mighty but not practical enough, so it is suitable for self-defense.

  This set costs 50,000 US dollars and comes with a tiger bone paste. "

   "The one hundred and eighth style of ancient Muay Thai is on the right, which was passed down in Thailand more than 600 years ago.

   Even in modern times, it is difficult for practitioners to live past fifty.

   This set costs 500,000 U.S. dollars and comes with five copies of tiger bone paste. "

  He looked up at Dean: "Which one do you want to learn?"

   "Isn't it personally guided?" Dean was shocked.

  The fee is so expensive, I actually let myself learn from VC discs.

  Crap!

   This is his hard-earned money.

  Ana pointed to her dry hands and feet: "You don't think I have enough energy to teach you?"

   "But you took care of those gunmen with your own hands today." Dean squeezed his fist and made a loud noise: "Even if I use all my strength, I will definitely not be able to do it to your level."

  A popping sound is heard.

  Anamuna's eyes lit up with surprise, and for the first time he took a serious look at Dean's torso and limbs.

   A moment.

  He took back the disc on Dean's left, with unconcealable envy on his face:

   "Your skeleton is thick and tense, and your limbs are well-proportioned and slender.

  In the ancient school, this body shape is called the tiger body, which is very rare and suitable for practicing the original version of the 108-style ancient Muay Thai.

   If you will inherit my genre.

  I can teach you for free and provide resources for you to practice! "

free?

  Dean was a little moved.

   But thinking of those gunmen, he still chose to shake his head and refuse.

  500,000 dollars, he can afford it.

   There is no need to be contaminated with unknown risks.

  See it.

  Ana's face was a little disappointed, and she didn't choose to give up: "Well, if you choose the 108-style ancient Muay Thai, I can give you an extra secret medicine, which is my most precious thing."

   "What secret medicine?"

   "The secret medicine that helped me bring the dead back to life today!"

With trembling hands, Ah Na took out a pitch-black porcelain bottle from her arms: "This is my secret medicine that is not known to the outside world. After swallowing it, within half an hour after swallowing it, you can ignore the pain and stimulate the limitless strength of your body." !"

  Dean looked at the bottle suspiciously, his nose twitching slightly.

  Because Ah Na opened the bottle not long ago, there is still a pungent smell left.

  Dean's eyes became even more suspicious: "Can I have a taste?"

  He did smell a similar smell in Ah Na's exhaled breath, so even if there is a problem with this thing, a small dose should not have much effect.

  Ana nodded hesitantly: "This has sequelae, it will make people weak for a period of time, overdose or even sudden death, it is best not to exceed a fingernail."

  In the bottle, there is something similar to Guiling jelly.

  Dean took out the business card that Ross gave him from his pocket, scraped off a very tiny bit, and put it in his mouth.

  The secret medicine tastes bitter.

   But Dean didn't feel any effect.

   Waited for about a minute or two.

  He touched his slightly hot cheek with a strange expression.

  God's secret medicine.

  This thing, why is it so effective like a stimulant?

   "That." Dean looked at Ah Na with some pity: "Excuse me, have you tried special adrenaline, or some oral stimulants?"

Ah Na shook his head in doubt, and explained: "After I came to this country, they thought that if I lived around ordinary people, it would be very harmful to society, and I couldn't speak the language, so I was confined to This church."

   "Okay, I'm just saying it offhand."

  After hearing this, Dean chose not to tell Ah Na the truth after all.

  The secret medicine that he regards as a treasure has been mass-produced as early as decades ago, and there are many types.

  Some special tissues, and special adrenaline hormones with stronger effects.

   It is easy to die suddenly after injection of this stuff.

  So Dean usually only keeps a few morphine injections on his body, which is safe, effective and cheap.

   Times are changing.

  Maybe years later.

  Ana has ancient Muay Thai boxing that has been passed down for hundreds of years, but it will eventually be reduced to a pile of worthless video data because it is not needed by the times, and no one can learn it if it is thrown on the Internet.

   Dean lost interest in continuing the conversation.

  He grabbed the 108-style ancient muay thai disc: "I can learn this, and I don't need your secret medicine, but the tuition fee is cheaper."

   "Okay." Ah Na nodded wearily: "I'll accept the cost price of the tiger bone paste, just give Garp one hundred thousand dollars."

   After finishing speaking, he turned around tremblingly, went back to the cabinet, and took out five palm-sized glass boxes with a thick finger knot: "This is Tiger Bone Paste. How to use it is included in the tutorial."

  With this appearance, who would have thought that the other party was actually only in his forties?

  Ah Na's state is much older than when I saw it in the morning.

   This should be the sequelae of his desperately taking the secret medicine today.

  Dean took the tiger bone paste, took the disc and said goodbye to Ah Na seriously.

  He had a hunch.

   This might be the first and last time he saw Ah Na.

  This sixteen-year-old Muay Thai master who can hunt down a brown bear with his bare hands, time is running out.

   Christmas is approaching.

  Added a large number of patrol batches to downtown Los Angeles.

In addition to various large and small organizations, various charitable activities have also started, such as sending food and clothes, and even some strange women, who are probably living too comfortably, wanting to pursue self-worth and meaning of life, so they went to comfort tramp

   All of a sudden.

  The law and order in downtown Los Angeles has fallen into a rare state of tranquility.

  Take advantage of this opportunity.

  Meng let everyone in the 4th Squadron start a rotation break.

  Because everything in front of me is just the last calm before the storm.

   Based on annual records on file.

  The week before and after Christmas Eve, the crime rate is almost the peak of the whole year.

   Take advantage of this rare and comfortable time.

  Dean studied the disc for three days, memorized all the content in his mind, and prepared the things needed for practice. He directly took a break with Lawrence and the others, and got a week's vacation.

   With all the stuff.

  Dean is in the suburbs and temporarily rented a yard with a courtyard.

  He wants to make Gu Muay Thai reach the L1 level in the shortest possible time!

  Ana's tutorial disc may seem complicated in content and has many moves, but in summary, there are actually four types.

  Long soldiers are 'fists and feet', short soldiers are 'elbows and knees', false moves, deceitful moves.

   That's right.

  In ancient Muay Thai, fists, feet, elbows, and knees are used as weapons for tempering.

  As for false moves and deceitful moves, they tend to cooperate with the pace.

  Three palace lion crouching step is a false move, and three palace tiger stepping is a deceitful move.

  The four are combined in pairs to derive various punches, feet, elbows, knees, and head attack methods, which are free and flexible, rather than specifying one hundred and eight attack routines.

besides.

   It is the ancient method of muay thai to temper the body.

   This is very simple and crude.

  Pace training, by fixing the pace, dodging the impacting sandbags, and mastering the skills of quick blocking and reaction force.

  The exercise of punches, elbows and knees is a hard hit!

  In the early stage, the sandbags were hit hard with various moves. After the punches, elbows and knees were covered with a thick layer of calluses, the sandbags were replaced with softwood or hardwood.

   Finally, iron!

  The end of the video.

  Ana is facing the solid iron pillar wrapped with cow batches every day, without knowing the pain, whipping, smashing, throwing

  Normal people practice like this, it is definitely self-harm.

  But the ancient muay thai boxing of the 'Ana' style has a secret tiger bone paste.

This tiger bone cream is soaked in water and melted, and then let the bandage absorb it. When practicing, wrap the bandage around the fists, elbows and knees, it can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, allowing the body to have a buffer time to adapt, without directly causing congestion Flesh, cracked bones.

  Follow the technique explained by Ah Na in the disc.

  Dean started a race against time practice.

  His strong flesh and bones lead to the number of sets he can practice every day, far exceeding normal people, coupled with the modern sufficient high-energy food.

  Three or four days passed.

  Dean practiced the basic routines of ancient Muay Thai, and he has begun to look good. Even the elbows and knees of the punches are obviously darker and redder than other positions.

  Follow Ah Na's explanation in the video.

  First red, then black, and finally brown, forming a protective callus with sufficient strength.

  Practitioners can also switch from sandbags to cork, which is a formal introduction and already possesses a certain lethality.

this process.

  Even if the ancient Muay Thai takes shape quickly, it will take at least a month.

   This can be seen.

  Dean's physique is indeed suitable for the practice of ancient muay thai.

this day.

  In a rack tied with sandbags.

  Dean's hands and feet were wrapped in bandages, and he was flicking seven or eight sandbags around him with heavy blows.

  The phone on the chair rang.

  Dean exhaled in one breath, stepped forward and moved sideways, easily avoiding the rebounding sandbags one by one, and walked out of the sandbag array.

  He picked up his phone and took a look.

   On the note of the number, it is Anthony's name.

  Dean whistled and connected the phone: "Old man, I heard you were fired?"

   "Although I don't want to admit it, it's true." Anthony's voice was as hoarse as ever: "Dean, do you have time recently? I happen to be free to teach you myself now."

   "Long awaited!"

  Dean told Anthony his current address.

  The two agreed.

   Two days later, we will meet here.

hang up the phone.

  Dean took a breath, ignored the redness and swelling all over his body, rushed in again, and started a new round of self-abuse

   Two days later.

  In the cold morning wind.

  Dean stood in front of the mirror by the window, wearing only a pair of shorts and covered in bruises, and called out the panel.

   On the last day of the holiday, before Anthony arrived.

  He finally practiced ancient Muay Thai to L1.

  You can add some improvements!

  Dean didn't hesitate.

  Four skill points, direct stud!

  Boom~

  Dean felt his mind go blank and lost consciousness for an instant.

next moment.

   A series of illusory but real memories impacted his mind, and he felt the same.

at the same time.

   Absorbed with Dean's memory.

   Warm currents constantly surged through his fists, elbows and knees, slightly changing their shape and eliminating the blue-purple bruises on them

time flies.

  When the last ray of memory is absorbed.

  Dean's whole body changed, and it ended accordingly.

  He opened his eyes, shook his somewhat confused head twice, and then looked at himself in the mirror.

   Compared with before.

  His well-proportioned body shape, water chestnut more distinct, seemingly white and greasy skin, you can feel it like leather, rough rubbing hands, as if rubbing coarse salt over and over again to form scabs.

"It's amazing. The touch and sensitivity have not changed, but I feel that I am more resistant to beatings, and I have an instinctive sensitivity to distance. When I look at myself in the mirror, I will subconsciously put my hands and feet in a position that can be hit instantly. In the mirror The location of the projection point"

  Dean withdrew his gaze, put his consciousness in his mind, and checked the information on the panel changes.

  Skill points: 4→3.

  Ancient Muay Thai: L1→L2.

   This is the first wave of reinforcement.

  Skill points: 3→0.

  Ancient Muay Thai: L2→L3.

   This is the second wave of strengthening.

  The strengthening of ancient muay thai is more expensive than the improvement of pistol skills.

   Take into account your own skin changes.

  Dean didn't delve into it either.

  He turned his attention to the notes on the panel.

Ancient Muay Thai L3: Through years of crazily squeezing the life potential of flesh and bone marrow, your fists, elbows and knees are as hard as hard wood. You have formed a potential instinct for unarmed fighting, and you can kill multiple people around you with heavy blows in the shortest time enemy.

  People have limits.

  L3's ancient muay thai boxing, judging from the description, is definitely not as powerful as the pistol L3.

   But Dean is very satisfied.

  Although his physique doesn't seem to have changed in all aspects now, but before the defense is crushed, and his fighting instinct and skills can easily kill the original self.

   So far.

  He has a pistol far away, and a brutal ancient Muay Thai near him.

   In terms of self-protection, Dean can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

  Anthony hasn't come here so early.

   Change into clothes.

  Dean came to the courtyard and removed all the practice props.

   Get it all done.

   While standing at the intersection, waiting for Anthony to arrive, he thought carefully: Anthony has so many skills, which one can he learn to improve his speed of solving crimes the fastest?

  Mind reading feels good.

at this time.

  jingle bell~

  The crisp bicycle bell rang, interrupting Dean's train of thought.

   He looked up.

  On the small path outside the yard.

  An eight or nine-year-old blond girl was riding a children's bicycle, her short legs were pedaling fast, and she stopped in front of his yard panting.

  She looked at Dean with big eyes, and said shyly, "An old gentleman asked me to give this note to the handsome Mr. Dean. Are you Mr. Dean?"

  Dean was amused by her, and smiled: "Yes, lovely lady, you have great vision."

"whee."

  The little girl was very shy. She clamped the note behind the gap in the courtyard door, and then turned on her short legs and returned to the original road.

   took the note.

  Dean opened it curiously.

  There are only a few paragraphs above:

   Dean, this is my fourth lesson.

   People's hearts!

  I found out about an interesting case that was about to happen.

  It may allow you to understand the nature of mind reading.

  Please arrive at Morgan No. 15 prison on time at ten o'clock in the evening.

  Anthony Morgan

  Dean put away the note and sighed in his heart: "As expected of Anthony, he not only predicted the impending murder, but also prepared to use it as my teaching tool"

  The note reveals a lot of information.

  Since it is teaching.

   Then Anthony must not have asked him to prevent the murder from happening.

  This means that the murder case will end before ten o'clock.

  Teaching with the lives of others.

  The deep impression left is definitely not comparable to simple precepts and deeds.

   Regarding this, Dean can only sigh with emotion.

   As expected of Anthony, he is really cold-blooded and hardcore!

   Thanks to the book friend of "Brilliant Night" for the reward of 3,000 book coins, and thanks to the boss.

   In the future, there will be no such detailed descriptions as ancient muay thai. It's too boring. I would rather the protagonist's learning be integrated into the case.

   Attach the current panel value:

   Level: 7 (200/1200)

   Spirit: 11

   Strength: 13

   Speed: 13

   Stamina: 9

   Skills: Pistol proficiency, ancient muay thai (L3), torture (L2), needle blowing (L2), abbreviated.

   Attribute points: 0

   Skill Points: 0

   Completed cases: 6, details omitted.

  (end of this chapter)

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