Saving Uchiha starts by flipping the table

"Don't give all your strength to one attack. If you fail to kill the enemy, you will be counter-attacked by the enemy again."

To be honest, Yan didn't know how to teach a five-year-old child.

But he can only teach according to what he wants. As for how much Sasuke can learn, Yan can't guarantee.

Fighting is the most effective teaching.

As for the foundation, it is not within the scope of Yan's consideration.

There were no exciting programs. Sasuke had just received education for the first time, and he just hit people with a stick. It would be terrible if this kid's self-confidence was destroyed all at once.

Although Sasuke is a spring, it will bounce back when pressed.

Yan didn't want to leave too deep a psychological shadow on him.

"Don't be impatient and come back again when fighting."

“Come again!!!”

In the training ground, Sasuke was numb.

If he hadn't experienced it personally, he would never have imagined that Yan's education was like this. Attacks and educations made Sasuke begin to doubt life.

Fighting shouldn't be like this.

There is no such pressure in confronting teachers in school.

Am I really that weak?

"alright."

When Sasuke's hand holding the kunai began to tremble, Hiko stopped.

"I'm not a teacher in school. I won't be gentle and caring to you, nor will I go out of my way to build your confidence.

My education is to let you realize how weak you are and how many shortcomings you have, and then face yourself and these shortcomings, work hard, and become stronger. "

"Go back and recall today's battle carefully, record it carefully on a scroll, and then write a summary of no less than two thousand words and give it to me."

"Two, two thousand words?"

Sasuke was so tired that he almost fell to the ground, feeling that the sky was about to fall.

"Hahaha... I just said how could the captain in the training ground be a gentle person? Isn't this the case?"

A summary of two thousand words is absolutely fatal, let alone to a five-year-old child.

It would definitely make Sasuke scratch his scalp several times.

I was almost dead from exhaustion. I had to record the battle process in detail when I went back. I also had to write a summary at the end. This kind of punishment was definitely more serious than a beating.

At this moment, Sasuke wanted to die.

How can you bully people like this?

"If you can't do that, you can ask your father to explain the situation."

Handing the guy in his hand to Zhi Yan, Yan clapped his hands and left the training ground.

Without getting started directly, it is already a very gentle education method.

Take it one step at a time. If you can't fight well, and you can't even write summaries and records well, then you, Sasuke, should continue to be your Laughing Four, and continue to be a weakling who takes beatings.

I just don't know if Sasuke, who has not experienced the baptism of genocide, has been rebellious since he was a child.

Forget it, why are you thinking about this?

Yan doesn't really intend to be Sasuke's teacher. It has nothing to do with him whether this kid will bite people when he becomes stronger. If this happens, just knock out his teeth.

Hiko is not like Kakashi and Orochimaru, they work hard and can forgive each other even if they are stabbed in the back.

He doesn't have that much energy.

If you dare to go against me, I will make fun of you. If you offend me, I will retaliate against you.

Backstab me and you'll die worse.

Yan's code of conduct is so simple and transparent.

On a big tree not far from the training ground, Fugaku stood on the trunk, quietly watching everything happening in the training ground.

To be honest, he was relieved to see that Yan didn't attack directly.

Because he knew very well what Yan had done in the training ground. Compared to those thorns, Sasuke was still a child, and such actions would leave a great psychological shadow on the child.

Fortunately, what he worried about did not happen, and Yan tried his best to teach Sasuke.

Isn’t this kind of teaching a bit advanced for a five-year-old child?

Fugaku didn't know whether it was good or bad to forcefully push Sasuke to Hiko.

I don't know if Sasuke will cry because he records the battle process and writes the summary.

All he knew was that he couldn't even bear this little pressure and still wanted to find him as his teacher?

Come on.

Wherever you can, stay cool. As for whether Sasuke can write so many words, this is not something Yan needs to consider.

By the way, I seem to have forgotten something.

Sitting in the office, waiting for get off work, Yan blinked his eyes. He felt vaguely anxious that he still had something to deal with, but he couldn't remember anything at once.

"Captain, mother said to invite you to my house for dinner."

It was almost time to get off work, and there were no important cases to deal with. Quan sneaked into Yan's office while other teammates were away.

"Auntie invite me to dinner?"

Yan couldn't help but think back to the last time he went to Quan's house. Aunt Yeyue made his scalp numb.

"Well, I still have something to deal with. Let's do it another day. I'll definitely do it next time."

"All right."

Quan was a little disappointed after being rejected. Fortunately, she quickly calmed down her emotions, and Okuhiko waved his hand:

"Then captain, I'll go back first."

"Go, go, be safe on the road."

Wiping the non-existent sweat on his head, Yan personally walked Quan to the door. Quan walked away happily, jumping up and down.

Looking at the other party's bouncing figure, Yan sighed inaudibly.

To be honest, Quan is a good girl, but she is a bit too young.

Yan is very clear about Quan's mother's intentions, but it's too early to worry about it now. Compared to Quan, Yan prefers a big sister like Yuhi Hong.

Intellectual and beautiful.

As for Quan... the little girl is still a small dried pineapple, so Yan really can't arouse his interest.

Wait, Yuhi Kurenai! ! !

Yan remembered that he had something to deal with.

Yuhi Hong is still waiting in the interrogation room of the police department.

"..."

After waiting all day in vain, this girl is probably going to explode.

In fact, Yuhi Hong had already exploded. If she hadn't left directly, she might have been charged with a heavier crime, and she couldn't bear it long ago.

When he came back last night, Yan asked her to wait in the interrogation room, but she just kept sitting there.

After finally staying up until dawn, there was no trace of Yan. Because of Yan's arrangement, almost no one came to check the interrogation room.

Soon, soon.

Yuhi Hong had been comforting herself like this, but time passed by and everyone in the police department had already gone off work. However, there was still no sign of Yan.

"bump!!!"

Just when Yuhi Hong couldn't bear it anymore, the door of the interrogation room was finally pushed open.

With an expressionless face, Yan walked in with the record text and threw the text hard on the table.

His actions suppressed Hong's anger that was about to burst out.