"Reporting instructor, I am Du Xinwu from Hunan..."

"Wang Yaqiao, Anhui..."

"Tianjin Liu Zhensheng..."

"Northeast King Tianmu..."

"The Red Building Qingyi, Jing Tinghua, Jing Tinglin...

"Li Yizhong, Shanghai Tongmenghui..."

"Uh... Sister Qingyi, why are you here too... Two Brother Jing, you are martial arts instructors, why are you here to join Qingyi in the fun..."

"You have so many good things in your mind, and I don't know how to take advantage of our Hong Kong Building first. I don't come and study hard. If you suddenly go crazy one day in the future, I'm afraid I will never even have the chance to settle the score with you..."

Yang Meng looked at Qingyi's charming look, not only did she not feel any excitement, but she felt inexplicably frightened. Since her injuries healed, she pretended to be crazy and practiced boxing day and night. No wonder Qingyi felt so resentful...

Thinking of this, Yang Meng couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, then turned his gaze to Huang Xing, who had just appeared in the classroom and appeared in front of him with several major bodyguards such as Huo Yuanjia.

"Brother Huang, what are you going to make a fuss? Why are you getting so many ruthless people all at once? It's just an experimental training course. That divine leg Du Xinwu is the number one bodyguard in China..."

Huang Xing, who had sneaked into the Red Building, looked at Yang Meng with a bitter look on his face. He first angrily looked at him, then laughed wildly, grabbed Yang Meng's hand and shouted: "Bastard, you actually dare to pretend to be crazy with your brother. If it weren't for that bastard Tao Chengzhang, I'm afraid I'll be kept in the dark by you... "

Looking at Yang Meng's speechless face, suddenly regained his crazy expression a few days ago. Huang Xing and Huo Yuanjia looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You kid, stop pretending to be crazy and stupid with us. This is a major event that can change the entire revolutionary process and even the intelligence structure of China. These men in front of him are core members of the joint protection of the elders of the Tongmenghui and Hongmen. If you take out any one, they are all elites who can stand on their own. The possibility of spies will definitely be eliminated. You have to train them to death..."

Yang Meng didn't say anything, but his expression changed from stupid to smirk, and then became normal, and then from normal to extremely vulgar. When Huang Xing and Huo Yuanjia showed a gradually worried expression on his face, his expression suddenly became serious again, "This time I'm not pretending to be crazy. This is the first lesson these agents are about to learn, the actors' self-cultivation!"

"Actors' self-cultivation?"

When the revolutionary elites who had been selected from nearly 60 years and picked up the first systematic textbook sent to them by Yang Meng, they were unconsciously fascinated by the small handwritten booklet.

"Report to the instructor, what is an actor? It's self-cultivation..."

Yang Meng's eyes twitched. Looking at the Tianjin branch member with a fleshy face, code-named "Black Mountain Old Demon", he suddenly had the urge to pull Huang Xing over and scold him. "Do you really think that being a spy must be a martial arts master or bodybuilder who can kill and fight? This time, what I want for this experimental training is a student who can quickly adapt to various environments and have a calm mind..."

"Actors can be temporarily understood as 'actor' or so-called 'corners', and self-cultivation is a general term for their overall quality, including culture, philosophy, and martial arts skills..."

"Instructor, what's the thing about culture? I can't even know a few words..."

Looking at the bodybuilder who looks like Zhang Fei better than Bao Gong, Yang Meng's forehead bulged and gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths. Then he said with a smile: "College students who are not good at reading and sniping can put down the booklets in their hands and stand on the right. There are also comrades who think they are powerful in martial arts and do not need such experimental literary and artistic training, and they can also be directly classified as senior martial arts students. Go to the right to gather. Senior students will have more practical advanced traditional Chinese martial arts courses..."

Pili was in a hurry. The agent square formation that had just stood in front of Yang Meng ran out in a blink of an eye. After they stood on the right, they realized that the students who were staying there were not only men and women, but also their bodies looked much thinner than their own. Especially those smart and weird eyes, in the eyes of these "high-level" students who had almost exaggerated their strength, they were clearly the incarnation of the thief-eyed eyes.

"Ahem... Very good... Instructor Jingtinglin, you happen to be on the right. You will be responsible for the national martial arts courses of these senior practical students first. Go to the wing room of the East Hospital for practical training. I will first personally evaluate their qualifications and provide special tutoring before advanced practical training..."

Jing Tinglin grinned and tried hard to suppress the pride in his heart. He waved to the senior students who were also smiling behind him, and even felt a little proud, and shouted proudly: "The senior students who have passed the junior high school assessment directly, follow me to the secondary school classroom and go..."

coax!

The crowds on both sides suddenly burst into laughter at the same time. Whether it was the senior students on the right or the "severe-eyed and mouse-eyed" who were still there, they both laughed very happily and proudly, but after a brief smile, the students left behind were unconsciously like Yang Meng, and they could not control the inexplicable sadness and even sadness...

"Okay, there is no need to say more nonsense. If you can stay here, you must have passed courses such as shooting, blasting and national martial arts. For me, you will use knowledge such as disguise and lurking as the direction. As for the diversion just now, I guess everyone has guessed it in my mind. As an excellent agent or spy, if you want to hide in the crowd without being discovered, the first element is that you cannot just act recklessly, and the second is that you cannot have too distinctive appearance..."

Yang Meng looked at the twenty remaining students in front of him and felt that his mood was getting better. However, just less than ten seconds after he started speaking, another person he felt a headache when he looked up and raised his hand...

"Senior Du Xinwu...uh...this should be called Du now. Do you have any questions?"

Du Xinwu's expression was a little awkward, but after looking at Li Yizhong, the Shanghai branch who also stayed, he still plucked up the courage to whisper: "Instructor Yang, although those 'senior' students look a little special, if they are well trained to lurk in disguise theory, they will greatly improve the strength of our revolutionary party..."

Yang Meng waved his hand, stopped Du Xinwu and continued to speak, then looked directly at the students who stayed and said, "I asked you to stay because your innate conditions are more suitable for lurking and disguising training, but this does not mean that you will definitely pass future training and even assessments, nor does it mean that your strength is stronger than those students who are temporarily isolated. The reason why you separate you is because you don't want you to be influenced by them. Here, you can only obey and obey. If you still have the energy after training every day, I don't object to you to be 'instructors' for them..."

The students below burst into laughter again, but suddenly felt that the instructor was still a good person and didn't look like the legendary madman. However, when the training course was on the 16th day, their miserable children had to change their previous evaluation of Yang Meng in their hearts.

"Report to the instructor, it's okay for me to dress up as a Qing soldier, a farmer, a vendor, or even a beggar, but I really can't do it if I make me a man pretend to be a delicate woman..."

After sixteen days of devilish training, more than 20 students were eliminated. Now the remaining eighteen students have become more and more natural in every move. They have no so-called agent style or spirit. All of them can be modified and dressed up as a woman. Yang Meng has carefully selected them, but he did not expect that the first person to give up was the head of the logistics team, Li Yizhong.

Li Yizhong, 32 years old, was born in a lay disciple of Bei Shaolin. He has practiced his bone marrow with his thirteen Taibao's horizontal practice. What is rare is that he is best at the representative martial arts of the "Northern Legs". He is good at poking his feet and punching. Although he married several concubines and his family is rich, he has made a little less hard work and has been unable to practice to the peak of the dark energy, but in actual combat, he is also an extremely fierce master.

What is rare is that this person's facial features are extremely ordinary, and it is difficult to be recognized when thrown into the crowd. It is the first element of being an excellent agent. What makes Yang Meng happy is that Li Yizhong's hair and beard are extremely light, which is also an important advantage for spies who need to be modified frequently.

Yang Meng looked at the guy who was highly anticipated by him, and suddenly asked with a smile: "What is the 6th paragraph of the Agent Training Manual?"

"According to wartime regulations, agents need to unconditionally obey the orders of superiors, and follow the existing resources at hand, and cooperate with the superiors' superiors' work of lurking and disguising to the greatest extent. In order to achieve the goal of victory in the battle, they can sacrifice themselves if necessary..."

Yang Meng nodded, "I did not ask you to sacrifice during wartime, I only asked you to follow the wartime regulations to fulfill all the orders issued in the training course. According to the training requirements, now I order you to shave your hair, beard and eyebrows immediately..."

Li Yizhong's brows jumped, and his face gradually turned red, but he still did not have the courage to resist Yang Meng's orders head-on. After these devilish training, although everyone has not made any progress in the combat power of frontal combat, their level of psychology, observation of expressions, and even their understanding of Yang Meng's personality has obviously improved significantly.

"It's so miserable, I was excited for a moment and forgot the instructor's previous nickname..."

Although there was still a great resistance in his heart, under the constraints of the military management regulations, Li Yizhong gave up his hesitation, independently and quickly completed Yang Meng's request, shaved the hair and beard on his head clean, as if the potatoes in the ground were smooth...

"Okay, now I'll issue a wartime order, ask student No. 23 to do lurking disguise, follow the characters I gave, draw eyebrows red, and then change wigs, fake breasts, cheongsams and high heels on the spot..."

Li Yizhong's face was flushed, but he had to follow Yang Meng's orders. However, when his shame and anger were about to be suppressed, he suddenly heard Yang Meng shout again: "What are you laughing at? Now I shave my hair and follow the steps of Li Yizhong's operation. You still have three minutes. If it is beyond the specified time, I will personally supervise him to wear his own special women's clothing and return to the public canteen of the Tongmenghui in Shanghai to show his personal standing posture for a month..."

The originally heartless laughter stopped abruptly, and followed by rapid haircuts. Even Du Xinwu, the divine legs, looked at Liu Zhensheng beside him and shook his hair with a grin, had to finish the whole set of beautiful disguise independently...

For a moment, the small room was full of spring. Just looking at the eighteen pseudo-women standing on the hair all over the ground, Yang Meng suddenly shuddered in his heart, "Brother just trained to disguise himself, but he never had the idea of ​​cultivating super men..."

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