My Teacher is an Agent

My Teacher is an Agent
Chapter 65's


"WHAT?!! THE GUNS??? GUN MEAN?!!"


Andrew Paxon immediately grabbed his son's ear and twisted it hard.


"Don't fuck around, Sam!!! Papa won't let you touch such a dangerous object!!"


"Ooh.. Duh... Pain Pa!!! Take off Samuel's ears…"


"No will! Before you tell me what really happened."


"Calm down, Andrew. Let me explain everything. Samuel knows nothing. He just happened to be involved."


Andrew Paxon let go of his son's ears and tried to reorganize the emotions that had overflowed. Of course, he did not want to be expected by a fool who just exploded without hearing the details of the explanation.


"So, my daughter was actually a secret agent. And now he's posing as a teacher at Samuel's school. He I'm assigned to investigate a case that is now a terror there. You must know about all those cases. Because you yourself are also the owner of the school."


"So that means your son is a spy??? And you gave the task? What is your profession now, Kaniel???"


"Yes that's how I set up a secret agency organization. Like a state-owned intelligence agency. But this is only a sole business and is not tied to any institution. You can call us mafia if you want."


Like being stung by thousands of electrical voltages, Papa Samuel never thought that his best friend had a profession that he thought was quite terrible. THE MAFIA??? Isn't it like an organization that only deals with criminal matters? Murder for example. Yeah.it doesn't make any difference to a human slaughterhouse. And now his best friend is plunged into that kind of world. Even SAMUEL???


"WHAT?!! So Samuel's dealing with the MAFIA???"


"Don't be that separno, Ndrew. I will not let anyone risk his life. For that I have to teach him some 'provision'."


"I don't agree, Niel. He's a kid and I just want him to be a normal teenager."


"But, Pa…"


"Enough, Sam! This time you must obey Papa's orders!" Andrew Paxon did not give Samuel a chance to argue. He just wants his son to focus on education.


"Andrew. Samuel may be a boy. And learning to use a gun at his age is illegal. But, we have no other choice. He's already in. And I can't watch him for 24 hours. So any way Samuel could protect himself."


"Can you guarantee that it won't harm him, Kaniel?"


"Maybe not be 100%. Depends on how Samuel uses the weapon. Take Zoey for example. Even though she was a young girl, but she was already very skilled at using sniper rifles. That's because he's trained and he enjoys using it. So the key to all of that is just practice and a matter of time. As Samuel diligently practiced, he would become more and more skilled at controlling the weapon."


Papa Samuel took a deep breath. He was forced to let go of his son to be trained as a weapon user. 


"alright. But please you're really watching her, Kaniel. He's the kind of man who always gives me headaches." Papa Samuel said sarcastically.


At the moment Andrew Paxon has no better option. Except that from the beginning his son had never met Aaron Kaniel's daughter. But if the two young people do not know each other, maybe until now he will also never meet a friend who has long separated from him. Could this be called destiny??


"Really Pa???" samuel did not believe.


Finally, after a long debate between the two parents, Samuel was able to realize his dream of learning firearms.


Just wait, Honey. From now on I will be the guardian angel for you…


"Yes. But on one condition. Don't let your mom know about all this. Papa could be shot dead if he knew his favorite son was holding a gun."


"Yes, Sir!" Samuel raised his hand and saluted like a military soldier.


"Hahaha.I didn't think you were that scared of your wife." ledek Zoey's father.


"Not wrong. His medical device is more terrible than the meat knife at home. He once said that there was a poisonous needle in his briefcase."


Papa Samuel suddenly felt goosebumps when he remembered the tools used by his wife in the surgical room. Yes, mama Samuel is a pretty famous surgeon in town Y.


"If it's like that I also have some at home. Take it easy, we can share. Who knows if you're gonna play acupuncture with that poisonous needle."


"Haha…"


The three men laughed together. Forget the tension that had previously occurred between them. Small and pleasant chats are heard again. Until it does not feel the time is getting late and the sun has returned to the contest.