I open a martial arts gym in Marvel

Chapter 96

Zhang Yang searched his intestines, and suddenly caught sight of the bandage on Hawkeye's leg.

Zhang Yang pointed to the strap.

"You usually go out on missions, you can't just bring a bow and arrow!"

Hawkeye nodded, it was always time for modern weapons.

Say it early!

Zhang Yang cleared his throat.

"Since you have a gun, why do you bring a bow and arrow?"

"For long-distance shooting!"

Hawkeye looked at the arrow in his hand and circled his fingertips.

"The range of a pistol is limited, but my bow and arrow can go farther."

As soon as Zhang Yang slapped his thigh, it was right!
"People farther away have limited eyesight, so they can't see you in the dark. It's a waste of you to use a bow and arrow to deal with people who are about two steps away from you, so you have to use a pistol at this time!"

"So! Forget everything I just said!"

Quickly forget!

As long as Hawkeye forgot, he still wouldn't be blind anymore.

"No! Don't forget!"

Hawkeye stood up suddenly.

Zhang Yang flinched, what the hell?

"What you just told me is that you can't use a single tool all the time. You need to use tools that are good for close range. For long distances, you need to use tools that are good for distance, right?"

"I didn't know how to use a pistol even at close range. Instead, I chose to use a bow as a weapon to fight people. It seems that I didn't think enough."

Hawkeye thought of the time when he used a bow as a weapon to fight at close quarters, but the bow broke, so he could only use arrows as a weapon, and deal with the enemy by stabbing and stabbing when the enemy was close to him.

Zhang Yang froze in place.

This is...helping him round back?
Should it be said that the brain hole of the Marvel hero is too powerful, or does he have a halo?
"Ha ha!"

Zhang Yang patted Hawkeye on the shoulder.

"It's getting late, go to bed!"

Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health and clear your mind.

Zhang Yang almost ran upstairs as if fleeing.

A room, and quickly locked the door.

"System! System! Come out!"

"Host, I'm here!"

"I almost played off just now!"

"Host, I heard you. You've been a little drifting lately, but luckily you didn't overturn."

"Then it's going to overturn!"

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes.

"System, set me a warning bell or something, and if I mess around in the future, you will make the bell ring loudly."

"Sorry for the host, this system can't do it. It's fine for the host not to be silly."

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes

"system!"

"Hey! I'm here!"

"bye!"

I really don't want to communicate anymore, every communication is the result of this vomiting blood.

As soon as Zhang Yang thought that Hawkeye would be here for another three days, he threw himself into the quilt in despair.

It's too pretentious!

The next day he went downstairs feeling guilty, and saw that Hawkeye was already standing on the plum blossom pile, and there was an archery target in the distance, and he was practicing archery.

After he shot an arrow, he suddenly pulled out a wooden stake on the side where the pistol was aimed at from his leg.

Then it was repeated.

Zhang Yang walked over in a daze.

"what are you doing?"

"Practice drawing your gun while archery."

"Oh!"

Zhang Yang nodded.

"Do you have breakfast? Mustard noodles!"

Hawkeye nodded, his hands were still in constant contact.

Zhang Yang hurriedly made a bowl of mustard noodles that were delicious in color and flavor, but Hawkeye was still stroking while eating the noodles.

Zhang Yang instantly felt admiration for this hardworking look.

He was eating, and suddenly looked up at Zhang Yang.

"How do we train later?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Zhang Yang choked directly.

"eat first!"

Zhang Yang pointed to the face in his hand.

"It's not good if the noodles are lumpy."

Hearing this, Hawkeye lowered his head and began to eat desperately.

Zhang Yang silently covered his face.

Finished!

Did he harm someone?

Looking at Hawkeye like this, it seems that he is regarded as a mentor.

After dinner, Zhang Yang asked Luo Yuan to take Hawkeye to practice Tai Chi first. He rushed upstairs and dug out all the books on historical allusions and idioms allusions in the study.

It took a whole morning to translate all the stories about Ji Chang learning how to shoot arrows, how to wear Yang with a hundred steps, how Yin Zi taught archery, etc. into English, and copied them into a USB flash drive.

He rushed downstairs, told Luo Yuan to take care of Hawkeye's lunch, and hurried out.

Zhang Yang specially found a printing shop not in Chinatown, printed out the translated materials, and glued them.Even the owner of the print shop, Lion, didn't even ask for a counter-offer, and paid the money directly.

When he hurried back again, Hawkeye had already returned from being a guest at Luo Yuan's house.

"Oh! Zhang! You're back!"

Hawkeye saw Zhang Yang excitedly pulling him to show the packaged soybean juice in his hand.

"This stuff is so delicious!"

Zhang Yang instantly forgot what he was going to do, and looked at Hawkeye in horror.

Isn't this big brother too mutated?
He can even drink soybean juice!
Luo Yuan walked up to Zhang Yang's side with an indescribable expression on his face.

"Master! Our family forgot to take away the bean juice when we collected the breakfast stall. He accidentally took a sip of it as water, and then shouted that it was delicious."

"This shows that our Huaxia cuisine is very good."

Otherwise there is no other reason.

"Then my dad saw that he liked it so much, so he specially took out all the rest of the day for him."

Zhang Yang was taken aback.

"Did he have lunch at your house today?"

Luo Yuan shook his head.

"Just drink soy milk! If you drink like this, you will definitely have a stomachache later!"

Zhang Yang patted Luo Yuan on the shoulder, expressing that he knew.

Hawkeye happily finished showing the soy milk in his hand, only then did he discover what was in Zhang Yang's hand.

"Oh! You are so anxious to go out in the morning, are you going to buy books?"

"No! I made a book for you!"

Zhang Yang took him to play in the study room, and only after closing the door of the study room did he hand over the book in his hand.

Hawkeye turned two pages, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Wow! Unexpectedly, there are so many thought-provoking stories in the long history of Chinese civilization."

He held the book and looked at Zhang Yang.

"This is for me?"

Zhang Yang nodded.

This is the price of stupidity.

"Oh! Zhang! You are so kind and have helped me so much."

Zhang Yang solemnly pointed to the safe in the corner.

"You also paid me tuition."

"Oh! Sorry, that..."

Zhang Yang looked at his faltering expression and was taken aback for a moment. Could it be that the thing is fake?

"Your landlady has been murdered."

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't fake.

wrong!

murdered?

"How did you get killed?"

Zhang Yang couldn't believe it.

Was on the phone a few days ago.

"Hydra did it. Her flight back was secretly rerouted and landed at the airport prepared by Hydra."

"Hydra is going to hijack the plane?"

"They want subjects to experiment with."

When Hawkeye said this, he was a little angry.

"They mutilated a whole plane of people and treated them all as live experiment subjects."

Zhang Yang's throat suddenly tightened.

"When you went, were there any people alive?"

Hawkeye fell silent.

Zhang Yang nodded, he knew the answer.

"Then I called later, and the other end of the phone said that we would talk about selling the house later. Is it your people who answered the phone?"

"voice Changer!"

Zhang Yang nodded, understood.

But his throat is still very tight, this is the first time he has accepted the news of the death of someone close to him.

(End of this chapter)