Zhao Yong was very depressed. Without him, since he met Nie Zirun at the airport, there were suddenly two more dog-skin plasters around him that he couldn't get rid of and couldn't be beaten - Chen Sheng and Jiang Gang. No matter where he goes or what he does, at least one of them will be with him. Whenever he shows signs of leaving the area where he lives, they will be "attended" by them at the same time, plus four strong men in black suits will follow him. The level of strict protection and treatment could not keep up with even Qian Ruping, who was the most important person in this trip. Just like before, he just wanted to get out of the house to get some fresh air, take a stroll by the Rhine River, and enjoy the beautiful scenery, but the two of them immediately followed closely, and the strong men scattered around automatically. The various main roads nearby attract the attention of the guests who occasionally pass by. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUT off, who is a powerful Asian figure or a member of the family? Only Zhao Yong knew in his heart that he was being controlled and his personal freedom was being controlled. Who is the instigator behind the scenes? Zhao Yong could guess it with his toes. He wanted to go directly to the source, but was strongly rejected by the two of them. If he wanted to reason, he was a soldier. With the two of them having the same military background, he knew that even one more word would mean nothing. Nonsense, because obeying military orders has become their instinct. But Zhao Yong, who was bent on doing things cheaply and completing the mission alone, had many things waiting for him to do. He had no choice but to use the excuse of discussion to take action. In the world of soldiers, apart from military orders, there are only fists. Maybe he can convince the two of them and then hint that he has a secret responsibility. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope. Facing these two people, Zhao Yong did not dare to have any slightest contempt in his heart. Needless to say, Chen Sheng was a guard who came from a dignified military region and his immovable aura alone should not be underestimated. Although the other Jiang Gang had met him for the first time, the faint smell of blood on his body could not hide from his intuition. He seemed careless, but in fact he was a humanoid beast waiting at the side, ready to attack anyone at any time. ? One is as stable as a mountain, good at defending and counterattacking, while the other is like a wild beast. Desperate fighting must be his strength. Zhao Yong approached Chen Sheng first based on his own understanding and analysis. His fighting style is the same as that of Jiang Gang. Since he plans to fight in a round-robin battle, it is necessary to first choose an opponent who is good at defending, because the collision with Jiang Gang will definitely be a tragic process. Even if he beats himself, he will lose miserably. Then against Shanshou Chen Sheng, he will have no chance of winning. The facts are indeed as he judged. From the beginning of the fight, Chen Sheng's fighting style has been on the defensive. Zhao Yong managed to resolve several sharp counterattacks without any danger. The two men were attacking and defending, and the situation was obviously in a stalemate. Chen Sheng was faintly in a weak position. ??Actually, this is not because Chen Sheng is not as strong as Zhao Yong. Just because of professional inertia, as a guard. Naturally, they tend to favor the defender. Delaying time so that the protected targets can be quickly transferred is the ultimate goal of their profession. "Bang" Zhao Yong slapped Chen Sheng on the right shoulder. Chen Sheng swayed slightly and took two steps back. Then he came forward again with no reaction on his face. Zhao Yong had to fight again. . This was the third time he hit him, but every time Chen Sheng used his skill to neutralize most of his punches. With his strong and durable body, this kind of damage was almost no threat to him. The two slowly Caught in a tug of war. Zhao Yong couldn't help but become a little anxious, and he couldn't help but intensify his offensive, even using some vicious and vicious tactics that he had always only used against the enemy. Chen Sheng's weakness suddenly became amplified. Jiang Gang, who had always been careless, finally no longer looked relaxed. The arms he held in front of his chest fell to both sides of his body, and his feet were slightly spread apart, ready to intervene at any time. Prepare. "Did you find that Zhao Yong's routine is very familiar?" Jiang Gang turned his head suddenly and was approached behind him without realizing it. He was secretly annoyed by his loss of alertness, but the familiar voice instantly relieved his inner embarrassment. "His limit is not as simple as you think!" A white hand patted his shoulder, and it was Nie Zirun who heard the noise: "You don't understand Brother Chen very well!" Sweater, long johns, feet Wearing a pair of house slippers, a pair of tortoiseshell flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, holding a cup of steaming coffee in one hand, the other in his trouser pocket, with a consistent confident smile on his lips, he looked relaxed and at ease, with a gentle and elegant temperament. He has had dozens of encounters with Chen Sheng, and his understanding of Chen Sheng is naturally far better than others. The light in Jiang Gang's eyes suddenly soared, and he was searching for the details that he had ignored in the scene Still maintaining a steady posture of punching and kicking, Chen Sheng only accelerated the frequency of his movements, but he did not hesitate at all. The opponent's sudden fierce attack caused him to lose his balance. Every block he made was at the most critical place, which often caused the opponent's onslaught to fail.Jiang Yong was forced to change his moves midway, and Jiang Gang judged that Chen Sheng still had enough energy to analyze his opponent's intentions and make predictions in advance. As Nie Zirun said, it looks dangerous, but in fact it is as stable as a mountain. As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the door. With a little guidance, Jiang Gang made the above new discovery. "With different purposes, the style will naturally be different!" Nie Zirun continued to comment: "Brother Chen has an extremely rare full-defense style from the first day he came into contact with fighting and grappling. In terms of unarmed defense, he is definitely the leader in the entire military region. , Old Nie is very picky in choosing people!¡± Jiang Gang couldn¡¯t help but feel happy when he heard this, and said: ¡°It seems like this is a sign that he¡¯s going to hit the wallbut his moves are really similar to yours! !" His tense body has relaxed, and he is no longer worried about Chen Sheng who is struggling. He has almost blind worship and respect for Nie Zirun, and he is both a teacher and a brother. "It's not like that!" Nie Zirun raised the corner of his mouth inexplicably, and asked with a chuckle: "What kind of master teaches what kind of apprentice, doesn't your current fighting routine become exactly the same as his?" Regardless of Jiang Gang's confused look, he put down his coffee and waved his hand calmly and continued: "That's almost it. Let's go meet this elite sent by the Second Department together!" Chen Sheng had already noticed Nie Zirun's figure. Seeing him walking towards the two of them, he also had the idea of ??ending the sparring session. After all, Nie Zirun is the real owner, and now he is here. I don't want to be troublesome anymore. After blocking several consecutive kicks from Zhao Yong, he suddenly retreated and dodged directly towards the direction Nie Zirun was coming from. One party was determined to end the fight, but Zhao Yong had already shown real fire. He thought he was sure of success, but in the end he tried his best to gain the advantage. Seeing that the other party was teetering on the edge of defeat, how could he give up so easily? Not to mention losing face, I was already filled with anger. Why can a sissy in the entertainment industry do whatever she wants just because of her family background? He was performing a mission on behalf of the country, but this second-generation ancestor knew it well but still dared to blatantly hinder him at every step. What was he relying on? With this thought in his mind, Zhao Yong became more and more angry. Seeing that Chen Sheng had already flashed in front of Nie Zirun, he immediately stopped his feet, tightened his abdomen and gathered strength. In the flash of lightning, his right arm was slightly bent. With a strange posture, he fired a chasing punch. In Zhao Yong¡¯s view, Chen Sheng would never dare to dodge this attack, otherwise, the unlucky one would be the second-generation ancestor behind him who had no power to restrain a chicken. It¡¯s just the next second. Without thinking, Chen Sheng made another wrong step and unexpectedly dodged directly behind Nie Zirun, seemingly not worrying about the safety of the people behind him. This hidden secret chasing punch went straight to Nie Zirun's face There was no time to make a move. Zhao Yong wanted to regain his strength but it was too late. He was annoyed. But the consequences of injuring Nie Zirun were something he never dared to bear. Just when he was about to twist his body and try to avoid Nie Zirun even though he suffered some hidden injuries, Nie Zirun also moved at this time. Stomping his feet, drawing in his abdomen to gather momentum, bending his right arm slightly, he suddenly punched out with a lunge. It was exactly the same move as Zhao Yong. The only difference was that Nie Zirun stood on the spot and exerted his force. "Bang" Two silent fists were pressed together for an instant. After a creepy muffled sound, there was a muffled groan. Zhao Yong staggered on his feet, and his body moved uncontrollably. Then he stepped back continuously, and within three steps, he fell down on the grass. On the contrary, Nie Zirun remained motionless, stepped back step by step, stood up straight, and looked as calm as if the earth-shattering punch just now was not made by him. "One hundred enemies at the first and second levels, ghosts at the third and fourth levels will see you in trouble!" casually murmuring a mantra from the opening chapter of Cun Jin, Nie Zirun walked slowly to Zhao Yong: "The second level of Cun Jin you can't Do you think you can win against Chen Sheng at this level?" As he moved his hands and feet, an invisible aura of disdain spread naturally to the surroundings. "You" Zhao Yong murmured with a bloodshot and red face, his eyes were full of horror, and he didn't even know that a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The most confident stunt was actually used by the second ancestor who he didn't take seriously. The method was easily broken At this moment, Nie Zirun in front of him seemed to have transformed into a murderous god, with a strong sense of oppression, and that suddenly appeared in front of him, what he had always wanted to achieve. In the realm of Cun Jin, Zhao Yong's mind went blank at the moment. "Zhao Yong, born in 1978, joined the army at the age of 20 and served in the Northwest Military Region. Three years later, he joined the Special Forces Brigade of the Military Region. He has many overseas combat experiences. He won a second-class collective merit and an individual third-class merit. In 2004, he won the Northwest Military Region's Due to his outstanding performance and recommendation from the top three in the all-round competition, he was selected into the A Brigade directly under the Second Intelligence Department of the General Staff. Half a year later, he officially began to participate in the collection and acquisition of national intelligence" Facing Nie ZirunkouWith a series of dazzling and glorious experiences mentioned one after another, Zhao Yong's expression gradually began to return to calmness. He wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up, as if he was not surprised at all that Nie Zirun knew him so well. This type of person has a strong psychological quality that ordinary people cannot imagine. An unexpected defeat will not bring a fatal psychological blow, but will stimulate him to be more competitive. "What, you're still not convinced? Or do you have any objections to me?" Looking at Zhao Yong, who was about to attack him again in the blink of an eye, Nie Zirun raised the corner of his mouth in disapproval, looked back and asked: "Brother Chen, how strong is your strength?" "" Sanzhong!" Chen Sheng raised his eyelids with a dull expression, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing. "Where are you, Xiaogang?" Nie Zirun turned sideways and looked at Jiang Gang again. "Three levels!" Jiang Gang replied, glancing at Chen Sheng in surprise. "Look, you have no chance at all!" Nie Zirun spread his hands and continued to hit Zhao Yong with reality without restraint. Looking at the man in front of him whose expression began to change again, even his cheeks trembled slightly, and his tone suddenly changed. He turned calmly and said: "Actually, we should have known each other a long time ago!" "It's not your fault that you have no impression, because we have never met!" Finding a trace of confusion and doubt flashing in Zhao Yong's eyes, Nie Zirun's mouth showed a mysterious smile. He smiled and said: "Four years ago, I was supposed to take you on an overseas mission, but it turned out to be Yama!" "Four years ago? Yama?" Zhao Yong quickly and accurately found a node in his memory, which was A memory that brought a turning point in his life turned into a look of horror: "Who are you?" He was confident that he could defend himself in the face of various means, but the few messages revealed in Nie Zirun's words were like a clear sky. The thunder, especially the word "Yam Luo", caused Zhao Yong's defense to be broken in an instant. As far as he knew, the codename "Yan Luo" was the country's top secret, and related to the pinnacle of Long Teng that all Chinese soldiers dreamed of reaching. And the existence of Long Teng was unknown to many countries who tried their best to find out and understand it, but Nie Zirun revealed it so easily. . Conversations between soldiers are sometimes so simple. Strength is king. They always believe in the strong. Zhao Yong initially planned to convince others with strength. Nie Zirun had the same idea. But when Zhao Yong asked him who he was, At this moment, his expression clearly showed a bit of nostalgia and desolation. The fiery red sunset reflected Nie Zirun's solemn back on the bank of the Rhine River. The three of them heard a vague sigh. Soon, he turned around again and smiled as usual: "I am your mission leader. Superior, follow my command in all actions. Recuperate from your injuries in the past few days Also, say hello to Yama for me when you get back Don't rush to shirk it. I know that he is currently taking on a concurrent role. Your chief instructor also promises that he will not use military discipline to punish you. You only need to tell him that I will visit him when I have time!" Looking at the back of Zhao Yong who has gone back to the house, Zhao Yong He was holding back a lot of questions and didn't dare to ask. He could only look at the two people beside him and said, "Who is he? Is he from there?" As he said this, he even made a nondescript gesture with his fingers, but those familiar with the matter could understand it at a glance. It means dragon head. The two of them looked at each other, shook their heads in agreement, and then raised their legs to enter the house together. "Brother Chen, please don't leave. I really want to ask for advice!" Zhao Yong quickly caught up and grabbed Chen Sheng regardless of his injuries: "Just tell me a little bit, we don't violate disciplineBrother Chen, little "Jiang, it was my fault earlier. Why don't you invite the two of you to drink Moutai tonight to apologize?" There is no doubt that Zhao Yong was completely impressed. After the rain and the weather cleared, he was also an honest and innocent Chinese soldier. After several exchanges of eye contact, Jiang Gang raised his thick eyebrows: "Can you really get Maotai?" Almost all professional soldiers are not good at drinking, and both of them saw a smile in each other's eyes. "Two bottles!" Chen Sheng, who was less talkative than Jiang Gang, also spoke with a slight smile on his face: "I know the relationship between Yama and him, and I also know what you want to ask!" "Four bottles!" Jiang Gang stepped forward eagerly. He took a step forward and said, "I know his affairs better than Lao Chen. I only met him because I went on a mission with him!" "I'll take care of it!" Zhao Yong's eyes suddenly lit up and he patted his chest proudly: "But you are not allowed to fool me. Me! ¡±?¡(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!?¡