Zhao Yong was depressed.

Without him, since meeting Nie Zirun at the airport, there were suddenly two more dog skin plasters around him that couldn't be shaken off and couldn't be hammered - Chen Sheng and Jiang Gang.

No matter where they go or what they do, at least one of the two will appear with them, but whenever he shows signs of leaving the scope of his residence, the two of them are close to each other at the same time, plus the four strong men in black suits are followed.

For example, before, he just wanted to simply get out of the house to breathe, and take a stroll along the Rhine River to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but the two immediately followed closely, and the strong men automatically scattered around the surrounding arteries, attracting the attention of the occasional passer-by.

I don't know, I think it's an Asian powerful person or a family member, because similar situations are not uncommon in the famous best.western.plaza hotel in Frankfurt, only Zhao Yong knows in his heart that he is accused of personal freedom.

Who is behind the scenes?

Zhao Yong could guess with his toes, and wanted to find the source directly, but was strongly rejected by the two, wanting to theorize, he was a soldier, and with the two people who were also from the same military background, he knew that saying one more word was nonsense, because obeying military orders had become their instinct.

But Zhao Yong, who was bent on acting cheaply, and completed the task alone, had a lot of things waiting for him to do, so he had no choice but to use the excuse of learning to do it, the world of soldiers, in addition to military orders, there are only fists. Maybe convince the two of them, and then imply that they have a secret responsibility. There may be a glimmer of hope.

In the face of these two people, Zhao Yong did not dare to have any contempt in his heart. Needless to say, Chen Sheng, a guard who was born in a dignified military region, should not be underestimated just because of his immovable momentum. Although the other Jiang Gang met for the first time, the faint smell of blood on his body could not hide his intuition, and it seemed to be careless, but in fact it was a humanoid beast that was watching on the side and could burst out and hurt people at any time.

One is as steady as Mount Tai and is good at defending and counterattacking, and the other is like a beast. Desperate fighting must be its strength, Zhao Yong first found Chen Sheng, it was based on his own understanding and analysis and judgment.

His fighting style belongs to the same road as Jiang Gang, since he plans to fight in wheels, it is necessary to choose an opponent who is good at defending first, because the collision with Jiang Gang will inevitably be a tragic process, even if he wins himself, it will be a miserable victory, and then against Chen Sheng, who is good at guarding, he will have no chance of winning.

The facts are exactly as he judged. From the beginning of his move, Chen Sheng's fighting path has always been on the defensive, and occasionally a few sharp counterattacks, Zhao Yong has been able to resolve them without danger. The two attacked and defended, and the situation was in a stalemate, which was obvious. Chen Sheng faintly fell into weakness.

In fact, it is not that Chen Sheng's strength is inferior to Zhao Yong. Just because of professional inertia, as a guard. Naturally, they are biased towards the defenders, and delaying time to allow the object of protection to be quickly transferred is the ultimate goal of their profession.

"Bang"

Zhao Yong slapped Chen Sheng's right shoulder with a palm, Chen Sheng's body shook twice, and he also took two steps back slightly, and then rubbed his body again without any reaction, and Zhao Yong had to be forced to fight again.

It was already the third time he hit him, but every time he hit the punch, Chen Sheng used skill to defuse most of it, with a strong and durable physique, this kind of injury was almost no threat to him, and the two slowly fell into a tug-of-war.

couldn't help but become a little anxious, and the offensive in his hands couldn't help but step up a little more, and even some of the cruel and vicious methods that had always only been against the enemy were unconsciously used.

Chen Sheng's weakness suddenly magnified a few points, and Jiang Gang's expression, which had been careless, was finally no longer relaxed, and the arms held in front of his chest were instead hanging down to the sides of his body, and his feet were slightly forked, ready to intervene at any time.

"Did you find that Zhao Yong's routine is very familiar?"

Jiang Gang turned his head violently, being approached behind him without realizing it, and was secretly annoyed by his loss of alertness, but the familiar voice eased the embarrassment in his heart in an instant.

"His limits are far from being as simple as you think!" A fair-skinned hand patted him on the shoulder, and it was Nie Zirun, who heard the movement: "You don't know Brother Chen too well!" ”

Sweater and autumn pants, a pair of home slippers on his feet, a pair of tortoiseshell flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, one hand holding steaming coffee, one hand in his trouser pocket, and a consistent confident smile on the corner of his mouth, the whole person looks relaxed and has a gentle and elegant temperament.

He has had dozens of fights with Chen Sheng, and his understanding of Chen Sheng is naturally far better than others. Jiang Gang's eyes suddenly swelled, and he was looking for the details that he had ignored in the field for a moment

It was still a steady defensive posture of punching and kicking, Chen Sheng only accelerated the frequency of his movements, but he did not lose his proportions at all because of the opponent's sudden onslaught, and every block he made was in the most critical place, which often forced Zhao Yong, who was attacking, to change his moves halfway, Jiang Gang judged that Chen Sheng still had enough spare strength to analyze the opponent's intentions and predict in advance.

As Nie Zirun said, it seems to be dangerous, but in fact, it is as immobile as a mountain, and it is still stable. The so-called layman looks at the bustle, the insider looks at the doorway, and with a little touch, Jiang Gang has the above new discoveries.

"Different purposes, naturally different styles!" Nie Zirun continued to comment: "Brother Chen has been an extremely rare all-defensive style since the first day of contact with martial arts and grappling, in terms of unarmed defense, the whole military region definitely takes him as the leader, and Lao Nie's eye for selecting people is very picky!" ”

Jiang Gang couldn't help but be happy when he heard this, and said, "It seems that this is a sign that he is about to kick the iron plate, but his moves are really similar to yours!" The tense body has relaxed, and he is no longer worried about Chen Sheng in the bitter struggle, for Nie Zirun, he has almost blind worship and respect, and he is also like a brother and a brother.

"It's not like!" Nie Zirun lifted the corners of his mouth inexplicably, and asked with a chuckle: "What kind of master teaches what kind of apprentice, and your current fighting routines have become the same as him?" Ignoring Jiang Gang's puzzled eyes, he put down his coffee and waved his hand casually and continued: "It's almost, let's go and meet this elite sent by the second department together!" ”

Chen Sheng had already noticed Nie Zirun's figure. Seeing that he was walking towards the two, he also had the idea of ending this exchange. After all, Nie Zirun is the main master, and now he is here. I don't want to do anything more.

After blocking Zhao Yong's several serial whip legs in a row, I saw him take a sharp step and flash directly in the direction where Nie Zirun came. One party has the intention to end, but Zhao Yong has already played a real fire, he thought that he would be nine out of ten, but he tried his best to take advantage of it, seeing that the other party was about to lose, how could he give up lightly?

Not to mention that the face can't go up and down, there is a fire in my heart. Why can a sissy in the entertainment industry do whatever she wants based on her family background? He is carrying out tasks on behalf of the country, but this second ancestor knows it well, but he still dares to blatantly obstruct it step by step, what does he rely on?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yong's anger became more and more vigorous, seeing that Chen Sheng had flashed in front of Nie Zirun, he immediately took a slam under his feet, gathered his abdomen, and between the electric light, his right arm was slightly bent. In an eerie pose, he threw a chase punch.

In Zhao Yong's opinion, Chen Sheng would never dare to dodge this blow again, otherwise, the unlucky one behind him would be the powerless Second Ancestor.

Just the next second. Chen Sheng's footsteps that he didn't want to make a mistake again, unexpectedly flashed directly behind Nie Zirun, and he didn't seem to worry about the safety of the people behind him at all. This hidden mystery chase fist went straight to Nie Zirun's front door

There is no room for it. Zhao Yong wanted to regain his strength, but it was too late, and he was angry. But the consequences of injuring Nie Zirun were something he never dared to bear, and when he was about to twist his body and avoid Nie Zirun with some dark injuries on his body, Nie Zirun also moved at this time.

Paused his feet, tightened his abdomen, bent his right arm slightly, and suddenly threw a punch with an arrow step, which was exactly the same move as Zhao Yong, the only difference was that Nie Zirun was standing in place and exerting force.

"Bang"

The two silent fists were close together in an instant, and after a creepy muffled sound, followed by a muffled snort, Zhao Yong stumbled under his feet, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably, and within three steps, he had already fallen on the grass.

On the contrary, Nie Zirun did not move at all, closed his momentum step by step, stood up straight, and looked indifferent, as if the earth-shattering punch just now was not made by him.

"One heavy and two hundred enemies, three and four ghosts are worried!" Casually muttering a mantra in the opening chapter, Nie Zirun slowly walked up to Zhao Yong: "You don't think that such a Cheng dù can win Chen Sheng, right?" ”

Between the gestures, an invisible momentum of contemplation naturally spread out to the surroundings.

"You" Zhao Yong muttered with a bloodshot face, his eyes were full of horror, and he didn't even know that a trace of blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and the most confident stunt was easily broken by the second ancestor who he didn't care about in the same way

At this moment, Nie Zirun in front of him seemed to have transformed into an awe-inspiring killing god, a strong sense of oppression, and the inch of strength that suddenly appeared in front of him and wanted to reach in his dreams, Zhao Yong's brain was blank at the moment.

"Zhao Yong, born in 78, joined the army at the age of 20 and served in the Northwest Military Region, joined the special brigade of the military region three years later, has many overseas combat experience, won a collective second-class merit, an individual third-class merit, and in 04 because of the Northwest Military Region's all-round competition of the top three outstanding performance xiàn and recommendation, was selected into the General Staff Intelligence Department II directly under the A brigade, half a year later officially began to participate in the national intelligence collection and acquisition work"

Facing a series of dazzling and brilliant resumes that Nie Zirun said from his mouth, Zhao Yong's expression gradually began to regain calm, and he wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up, as if he was not surprised that Nie Zirun knew him so well.

This kind of person has a strong psychological element that ordinary people can hardly imagine, and an unexpected defeat will not bring a fatal psychological blow, but will stimulate his stronger competitiveness.

"What, still not convinced? Or have an opinion about me? Looking at Zhao Yong, who was about to attack himself in a blink of an eye, Nie Zirun hooked the corners of his mouth disappreciatively, looked back and asked, "Brother Chen, how heavy are you doing?" ”

"Mie!" Chen Sheng raised his eyelids, his expression was blank, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"What about you, Xiaogang?" Turning sideways, Nie Zirun looked at Jiang Gang again.

"Mie!" Glancing at Chen Sheng in surprise, Jiang Gang replied.

"Look, you don't stand a chance!" Nie Zirun spread his hands, and continued to hit Zhao Yong with reality without restraint, looking at the man in front of him whose face began to change again, even his cheeks trembled faintly, and his tone suddenly turned calm again: "Actually, we should have known each other a long time ago!" ”

"It's not your fault that you're not impressed, because we've never met!" Finding that a trace of confusion and doubt flashed in Zhao Yong's eyes, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Nie Zirun's mouth: "Four years ago, I was supposed to take you out of the country on a mission, but I temporarily changed to Yama!" ”

"Four years ago? Yama? Zhao Yong quickly and accurately found a node in his memory, which was a memory that made his life turn around, and turned to a frightened face: "Who are you?" ”

He was confident that he could defend his heart in the face of various means, but the few messages revealed in Nie Zirun's words were like thunder on a sunny day, especially the word "Yama", which made Zhao Yong's mental defense be broken in an instant.

As far as he knew, the code name of Yan Luo can be called the highest top secret of the country, and it is related to the pinnacle that the entire Chinese military army dreams of reaching - Long Teng, and the existence of Long Teng is even more unknown how many countries have hollowed out their minds to find out and understand, but Nie Zirun broke it so easily.

The dialogue between soldiers is sometimes so simple, strength is king, they always believe in the strong, Zhao Yong initially had the calculation of convincing people with strength, and Nie Zirun didn't have the same thoughts, but when Zhao Yong asked who he was, his expression obviously showed a bit of nostalgia and gloom.

The fiery red sunset, reflecting the solemn back of Nie Zirun on the Rhine, the three of them faintly heard a long sigh, and soon, he turned around again, and said with a smile as usual: "I am your superior on this mission, I will obey my command in the first qiē operation, first heal my injuries in the past few days, and then go back to say hello to Yama Luo for me, don't rush to shirk it, I know that he is now your chief instructor, and I also promise that he will not discipline you with military regulations, you just need to tell him that I will go to see him when I have time!"

Looking at the back of the person who had already returned to the house, Zhao Yong held back his stomach and didn't dare to ask, so he had to look at the two people next to him and said, "Who is he, is he also from?" As he spoke, he made a nondescript gesture with his fingers, but the insider understood at a glance that it was the meaning of the dragon's head.

The two glanced at each other, shook their heads tacitly, and raised their legs to enter the house together.

"Brother Chen, don't go, I'm really asking for advice!" Zhao Yong hurriedly caught up, regardless of the injury, he dragged Chen Sheng and said: "Just sue me a little, let's not violate discipline Brother Chen, Xiao Jiang, I was wrong before, it's okay to ask the two of you to drink Moutai at night to make amends?" ”

There is no doubt that Zhao Yong was completely convinced, and after the rain and the sky cleared, he was also a sincere and innocent Chinese soldier.

After a few eye contacts, Jiang Gang raised two thick eyebrows: "Can you really get Moutai?" "There is hardly any professional soldier who is not bad at drinking, and both of them see a smile in each other's eyes.

"Two bottles!" Chen Sheng, who had less words than Jiang Gang, also spoke, with a slight smile on his face: "I know what Yan Luo has to do with him, and I also know what you want to ask!" ”

"Four bottles!" Jiang Gang hurriedly stepped forward and said: "I know his affairs better than Lao Chen, and I met him because I followed him on a mission!" ”

"Wrap it up on me!" Zhao Yong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he patted his chest arrogantly: "But you are not allowed to fool me!" ”

(To be continued......)