Chapter 8: The Warrior Blessed by God (Part II)

There is only one person who can make Fengyinglou do this, of course she is Hai Qingwu, who can make Fengyinglou not have contact with psychology and the special field of hypnosis, just by hearing this name, he can break through a top domestic psychology master, and tailor Haiqing Dance for him to be mentally imprisoned!

The stinging pain in the palm of the hand cannot really be completely ignored, and at the same time as the tip of the pen made of metal pierces the palm of the hand, a gentle smile appeared on the face of the Wind Shadow Building. Maybe it's because this smile is so gentle, too sweet, so sweet that it even has a little more dream and fantasy color, which makes the people around him feel shocked.

But at that time, what was raised in the heart of Fengyinglou was indeed a beautiful peach blossom color and gentleness.

With the pain of the tip of the pen piercing into the palm of his hand, he recalled the memories that he didn't know how many times, and the memories that had become a little blurry finally became clear again......

The bite was really heavy enough, and the tooth marks on his shoulders were still as clear as yesterday, but he and Hai Qingwu had really not seen each other for three years. He missed the woman who had taken over his first love, his kiss, his first time, who was so domineering in front of others, and who was as gentle and well-behaved as a kitten that night, and he could not forget the gentle whispers in his ear, and the red tears that slowly fell on his bare chest.

When Fengyinglou's inner world finally raised that he could stand proudly like a mountain, standing in front of Hai Qingwu, blocking all the dangers and ups and downs from the outside world for her, so that Hai Qingwu could show a happy and sweet smile, such a picture, that kind of happiness, that kind of pride, that kind of wildness of "rushing to the face and being angry for the red face", so that the Wind Shadow Building finally completely defeated the waves and waves coming from the palm, which was enough to make a normal person faint in the past.

When most of the pen has passed through the palm, but the last part is stuck somewhere in the palm, Fengyinglou is still flying freely in its own thinking world. In fact, even he didn't think about what he would do when one day he could stand up and become a mountain that Hai Qingwu could trust, and when they could finally retire.

Hai Qingwu opened a flower shop, this shop does not need to be very big, but the warm fragrance of flowers will always hug her in that small space, and even more the beauty of the flowers, little by little to infect her, so that her face will always be overflowing with the splendor and gentleness of "flower language".

And Fengyinglou has become a teacher, with the calmness and calmness of the world, standing on the podium, with a generous voice, talking to every child, guiding them to soar in the ocean of knowledge.

It wasn't until this time that Feng Ying Lou knew that aside from all external forces, the reality that he had to fight to the death and rush into the most dangerous place in the world, and the identity of a professional soldier of the Fifth Special Force, his deep desire for a future life was so dull to return to nature.

A group of classmates were bullying the thinnest child in the class, and just when he was isolated and in need of help the most, the Wind Shadow House arrived. While scolding his classmates, he took out the handkerchief on his body, wiped away the bullied child's tears and snot on his face, and then gave him a smile full of encouragement.

"Original...... I can't forget that six years ago, Chen Hiking and the Dragon King teamed up to bully me, but the instructors chose to sit on the sidelines and watch this reality in order to get me better, and even longed for that time, they could stand up and help me, even once! ”

In the gentle sigh of Fengyinglou, the group of classmates who bullied others, the leader, suddenly became Chen Hike. An indescribable impulse made the illusory Wind Shadow Building in his consciousness directly raise his palm, but in the end, he didn't really fan it.

"I once told you, we want to be enemies in the school and friends on the battlefield, so although we are very unwilling, but the friendship of friends is more valuable than sincerity, if I can't let go of this heart disease, we can never become truly trustworthy comrades-in-arms! So...... Let's throw away everything in the past! ”

It was in such an epiphany that Feng Ying Lou pulled out the pen stuck in the palm of his hand, and when the most irresistible pain hit him hard, Chen Hi disappeared, the Dragon King disappeared, swirling and dancing in the sea of flowers, and the sea green dance with a brilliant and gentle face disappeared, and the Feng Ying Lou who was standing on the podium of the classroom, facing dozens of children, and talking eloquently, also disappeared......

The rest was the Wind Shadow Building, whose left hand had been pierced with a pen by himself, and who was constantly bleeding blood, and the al-Qaeda members around him who showed the most respectful expressions to him.

It's quiet, it's so quiet, it's so quiet that only the breathing of a dozen people around it, and the "poof" sound of blood dripping from the wound on the palm of the Wind Shadow Building's hand when it drips onto the floor.

Staring at the man in front of him with an unconcealable shock on his face, and there was no longer a man with a high momentum, Feng Yinglou said in a low voice: "If there is only one god in this world, then how lonely he will be!" ”

If you haven't experienced the six years of Fengyinglou, if you haven't tasted too much loneliness and loneliness, who can really understand the two sentences he said?

Everyone around was silent, if Fengyinglou had just said these two sentences, not to mention the man in front of him, probably other people would also sneer at Fengyinglou, but at this time, looking at Fengyinglou, each of them had a thoughtful look on their faces.

"Smack! Syllable! Smack......"

A string of applause finally broke the too silent silence on their side of the Wind Shadow Building, and a man wearing a green fur hat and a suit walked out of the back hall, he applauded and smiled at the same time: "Maimaiti, I have known you for a long time, there are people outside the sky, how about it, I have seen it this time, right?" ”

Needless to ask, Fengyinglou also knows that as soon as he appeared, he grasped the initiative of the audience, and he was the target of his trip. Rahim.

The man standing in front of the Wind Shadow Building, his name was originally Maimaiti, he untied the saber on his waist and sent it to the Wind Shadow Building with the scabbard, Maimaiti looked at the Wind Shadow Building, and said sincerely: "Dear foreign brother, I recognize your bravery, respect your strength, if you are willing to forgive me for being rude to you, please accept my apologies." ”

Feng Ying Lou did not hesitate, when he reached out to take the knife sent by the other party's hands, the people around him suddenly thundered with joy, and Maimaiti stretched out his arms, hugged Feng Ying Lou into his arms, hugged him fiercely, and then lowered his head, looking at his thick lips, Feng Ying Lou's eyes suddenly widened...... He doesn't want to kiss himself twice according to the etiquette of an Afghan to a close friend?!

Seeing that a man's lips were about to fall on him, Fengyinglou was really helpless, but in the end, it was each other's foreheads that the two of them touched.

"I know you Japanese are not used to men kissing, don't say, Brother Matsumotohara, the expression on your face just now is really wonderful!"

Speaking of this, Mamat was already laughing loudly, apparently just using a "kiss" on himself, adding a sword to his body, and not moving, and the warrior who was blessed by the gods was frightened enough and proud.

Looking at Yifu who was full of pride, obviously looking fierce and vicious, but his smile was as simple as a child, the crying and laughing expression on Fengyinglou's face was really not a fake, and at the same time he sighed in his heart: "We Chinese are not used to men kissing!" ”

In front of Maimaiti, Fengying Lou cherished the knife that the other party gave him, and then took off the suit on his body, regardless of the fact that it was too thin and small for Maimaiti, and draped it directly on Maimaiti's body.

Giving oneself a saber or clothes is the most intimate etiquette of Afghans, although they can't even tuck their sleeves, but wearing traditional Afghan costumes, wearing a suit outside, looking nondescript Maimaiti, the smile on his face is even happier, he stretched out his fan-sized slap, and patted it on the shoulder of Fengyinglou a few times to show his love for this gift.

Fengyinglou found the letter of recommendation written by the leader of the militant organization in Uzbekistan and strode to Mohammad. In front of Rahim, he respectfully sent the letter of recommendation to the other party with both hands.

Muhammad. Raheem took the letter of recommendation, but didn't even look at it, and handed it to one of his attendants.

"A letter of recommendation is something that is prepared to prove that the person who comes to study has enough faith and ability to be our trusted combat partner."

Muhammad. Rahim looked up and down at the Wind Shadow Building, he made no secret of his appreciation for the Wind Shadow Building, and said calmly: "Brother Matsumotohara, a warrior like you who can be blessed by the gods is the best proof in itself, if at this time, I still have to read any recommendation letters, it will be an insult to you." Maimaiti, right? ”

Maimaiti nodded vigorously.

Looking at Muhammad with a smile on his face and comradely warmth in his eyes. Rahim, Feng Ying Lou let out a long breath in his heart, this is a really difficult opponent!

Anyone who does business in Afghanistan knows that they have always been very arrogant in doing things, for example, if you ask an Afghan to be a tour guide, you will give 100 dollars in advance, and after the tour, if you only pay the other party 90 dollars, the difference will not make the other party jump directly, even if he is still arguing with you, you can turn around and leave. And the other party won't even catch up with you because of this, let alone fight with you.

This is the simplicity and generosity of the Afghan people, and it is not difficult to become friends with this kind of person.

But the Muhammad in front of him. Rahim, but definitely not one of them, when Fengyinglou tried every means to contact bin Laden's al-Qaeda, the Ninth Internal Security and Reconnaissance Sub-Bureau of the Ministry of State Security of China had already discovered that someone was investigating the identity of Fengyinglou "Matsumotohara", and why he entered China first and then diverted to Afghanistan.

Fortunately, Song Pingyuan, the "son of God", likes to play mysticism, and he rarely appears in public, except for the super henchmen around him, no one knows what he looks like at all. When they entered China, a few of their subordinates came forward and frequently contacted East Turkistan terrorists, trying to first carry out a few decent terrorist attacks in Urumqi, the capital of Xinlu Province, and then took this gift to Afghanistan to defect to bin Laden, but in the end they did not expect to be captured in China.

Although there is a two-year difference between Kazekage and Matsumotohara, the uninterrupted training has already worn out his childishness, and his height of one hundred and eighty-two centimeters is also flawless with the age of nineteen. In order to cope with the situation that may be encountered, the face of the Wind Shadow House has even undergone local laser surgery.

Although there has been no adjustment in appearance, the skin layer has the marks left after the operation, as long as it is tested by medical equipment, it is not difficult to find that Fengying Studio has had plastic surgery. Even if the al-Qaeda organization has hands and eyes and really gets a few photos of Matsumotohara when he was a child, he has nothing to say in the face of the Fengying Studio that has been "plastic surgery".

But if it is said that to this extent, Muhammad. Rahim will trust the Wind Shadow Building, and that is 100% reading the Arabian Nights.

In fact, whether it is Li Xiangshang, Fengyinglou, or those top domestic psychology experts who teach Fengyinglou, they all clearly understand that with Fengyinglou's fully mature mind, even if they have received a lot of training, they can barely do it with their minds, but they really want to be with Muhammad. Rahim, an old fox who has experienced a lot of battles on the world stage and has reached the peak of his combat experience and mentality, has basically no chance of winning.

When the door of the office was closed tightly by the Wind Shadow Building, creating a closed space with good sound insulation, Mohammed. Rahim's eyes suddenly revealed a sharp light like a falcon, he looked at the Wind Shadow Building with no arrogant or humble movements, sat directly on the sofa in front of him, and watched the Wind Shadow Building's every move, it was impossible to hide, and the Wind Shadow Building did not have a hidden military temperament, and after a full minute, he said indifferently: "Matsumotohara, I admit it, you really impressed me." ”

Feng Yinglou nodded in response, with everything he showed today, he did have impressive capital.

"But in this case, you are giving me a headache."

Kazekage nodded again, he knew Muhammad. Raheem was having a headache.

Matsumotohara, the "son of the gods", usually sees the head and the end, and there is so little information that can be verified, so little that even the Wind Shadow Building has the opportunity to impersonate. If you are Muhammad. Rahim, will you let a character like Fengyinglou, who has good ability and is worthy of a heavy responsibility, and whose identity should have been fine, but always makes people feel faintly uneasy, has been exposed to the organization's confidential content when he first arrives?!

"I came this time with the mentality of learning from scratch."

It is because of each other's different mentalities that Muhammad. Rahim couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard the request of the Wind Shadow Building, "So I hope to be able to start from the grassroots level, enter the training camp, share weal and autumn with like-minded partners, and after learning something, I will participate in the 'holy war' together, I am willing to use enough time and practical actions to obtain Muhammad. Mr. Rahim, your trust in me. ”

Muhammad. Rahim nodded slowly, Wind Shadow was willing to join the training camp as an ordinary student, and then climb up step by step, which was the least risky option for him and the al-Qaeda.