April 30th!

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Because after today, tomorrow is May Day!

The student party starts the holiday after the last class in the afternoon.

And office workers are also on vacation after finishing today's work tasks.

Because it is a statutory holiday, there are holidays throughout the country.

Most people, especially couples, have booked a train or plane ticket to their favorite place in advance.

A wonderful holiday season is coming.

And before that.

But there is also a football game that has a lot of attention on the Internet.

Super Cup Grand Final!

Although everyone thinks that the ending is doomed, and it must be won by the super kung fu football team, everyone still can't help but look forward to such a game.

It was a very entertaining game.

Four o'clock in the afternoon!!

The ball game is about to begin!

Zhang Junbao prepared the "live ball" early.

He's going to play again today.

He had already figured out what martial arts he was going to use on the field.

Every time the ball game is live, it will make his popularity soar by a small section!

Therefore, Zhang Junbao attaches great importance to this live broadcast.

However, when the game was about to start......

"What, you're not playing?" Lin Hai looked at Zhang Junbao who had just told him that he couldn't play.

Zhang Junbao kept saying that he would keep playing on the court before he came.

Why can't you go now?

Although Zhang Junbao didn't play, this game was won, but when Zhang Junbao left suddenly, Lin Hai always felt weird.

After all, Zhang Junbao has always been their backbone.

Zhang Junbao shook his head and didn't say the reason, but said, "You guys kick slowly, I have something to deal with." ”

After speaking, Zhang Junbao said hello to everyone and left.

And with him, there is also Li Yi.

Usually Li Yi followed Zhang Junbao, although Zhang Junbao didn't say where he was going, Zhang Junbao didn't stop Li Yi from following him.

Retracting his eyes, Lin Hai clapped his hands at everyone and said, "Okay, okay, it's nothing, let's prepare, get ready to play, there is a bonus for winning the finals this time! And didn't Junbao say that if we can win more than 20 balls, he will teach us a very powerful martial art after our Qi Sense Realm!"

As soon as Lin Hai said this, everyone's eyes lit up.

In addition to Zhang Junbao's superb martial arts attainments, Zhang Junbao's unfathomable "sea of martial arts" makes them yearn for it.

If it weren't for the fact that their current strength was too low, they would have wanted Zhang Junbao to teach them new martial arts!

They all know that Zhang Junbao will still have the long-lost "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon"!

Of course, the only thing that is unmoved is iron as ice.

He pouted, "Twenty is simple, anyway, he said, as long as he wins twenty, he will accompany me to play chess for three hours!"

Everyone was amused by Iron as Ice's words.

This old iron head, although his strength is strong and his iron head is sharp, but because of his age, he is hopeless, and he has a family, so he has no interest in improving his strength, and his only interest every day is to play chess, and then call his wife and children to ask for warmth.

Everyone laughed, but they forgot.

I came back with Zhang Junbao the night before yesterday, and the old Taoist Tian Yi, who was also with them yesterday, didn't come with me today.

And turn the view back to the villa where they lived.

It stands to reason that Tian Yi, who should be sleeping or practicing martial arts, has also disappeared.

It seems that at some point, he left first.

…………

In the afternoon, five o'clock sharp!

NSA.

A NSA clerk knocked on the door of the office next to Ning Mingyu.

When the deep sound of "please come in" came from inside the door, the clerk walked in.

He looked at the gentle middle-aged man sitting in the office chair with his head bowed to deal with affairs with a little awe, and then reported: "Director Zhang, Zhang Junbao has left Beicheng, and he just got on the plane!"

"Xiao Liang, pay attention to the wording, I am the deputy director, not the director. The gentle middle-aged man raised his head and smiled.

Clerk Xiao Liang smiled awkwardly, "Got it, Director Zhang." ”

"You, you!" The gentle middle-aged man stretched out his hand and nodded at Comrade Xiao Liang, shook his head helplessly, and then said, "Zhang Junbao left Beicheng, where did he go?"

If he's not mistaken, it's supposed to be the Super Cup finals.

This young man named Zhang Junbao, logically speaking, should not miss such a good publicity opportunity, making him more well-known throughout the country, which should be of great benefit to his [Martial Arts Live Broadcast Room].

Why is it suddenly gone now?

"He's back to Jianghe City. Xiao Liang said.

"Go back?

However, Deputy Director Zhang thought about it and felt that it was not a big deal.

He asked several comrades in the bureau to pay attention to Zhang Junbao in Beicheng, of course, he is the closest martial artist to the acquired realm, and it is easy to cause panic in front of ordinary people, and there is also to protect Zhang Junbao's safety in Beicheng.

After all, Zhang Junbao and Ning Mingyu had a conflict.

Although with Ning Mingyu's character, it is impossible to do such a thing.

But there are some things that have to be guarded against.

But now that Zhang Junbao has left Beicheng safely, there is nothing to do.

Back in Jianghe City, there are naturally Wu Gang and Wei Yue.

Li Guofeng also managed the warriors of Jianghe City very strictly.

Nothing must have happened.

As soon as he thought of this, Deputy Director Zhang waved his hand and said to Xiao Liang: "Okay, you go back, and at the same time tell the members of the group who were in charge of Zhang Junbao outside to come back, don't wave outside, there are important tasks tonight." ”

Speaking of this, Deputy Director Zhang's expression was a little solemn.

Xiao Liang asked curiously: "Director, what kind of mission is it? It's been been rumored for almost a month, and we don't know what we're going to do tonight." ”

Everyone is ready, but they still don't know what the task is.

Although he knew that this was the usual practice, Xiao Liang couldn't help but want to ask.

Deputy Director Zhang waved his hand, "You don't need to know this, just follow the command." ”

"Okay. Xiao Liang could only accept this expected answer.

A major hospital near the NSA.

A single room.

Ning Que was lying on the hospital bed, with bandages on his hands, and his face was a little pale.

Zhang Junbao gave him that palm the day before yesterday, so that his injury has not healed until now.

And sitting next to the hospital bed was Ning Mingyu.