265 Zhang Jin who knows how to enjoy

Sure enough, Zhang Jin's hygienic eyes had just ended, and the black pupils had just returned to their normal position, and Kong Dashao showed a ghostly smile for the second time in history:

"I knew that I couldn't hide it from Brother Zhang! In fact, this 'inheritance' is just a superficial statement. The real use is because practicing martial arts can strengthen the body and tenacity of the will. The development of all directions is complementary and has no disadvantages. ”

Speaking of this, Kong Dashao suddenly lowered his voice again and whispered:

Of course, that's what it's supposed to be. Actually, if you think about it, this martial arts practitioner, although he can't fight against the hot weapon master with his bare hands.

But what if a martial arts master becomes a hot weapon master? What would be the effect? ”

This is a secret that has been agreed upon by several major families, so Kong Xiaohei, who has a good relationship with Zhang Jin, does not hide it.

Zhang Jin suddenly realized.

In today's shijie pattern, it is almost impossible to have a confrontation with a large army. It's more of an air strike, with a small group of elite troops rushing forward. The decapitation operation can be called the most lethal and effective combat method in modern warfare.

And the secret war between countries is mainly based on special operations with small groups of elite soldiers.

Just like some time ago, the Star and Spangled Empire raided and killed the 'terror tycoon' Dandan. Just like a few months ago, I saw those seals posing as bandits.

Combining strong skills with elite equipment brings about far more than just one plus one.

It's like a tiger head in their special forces, just take out one at random, which one is not strong?

That's just ordinary special forces.

Ordinary special forces are like this, if it is a person like Kong Dashao, who has a profound martial arts cultivation and is also proficient in the operation of thermal weapons, then how much destructive power should he have?

At least, in Zhang Jin's estimation, if Kong Dashao is really proficient in thermal weapons, I'm afraid that there is really no one on Shijie who can escape his assassination!

Although there are people like Kong Dashao, I am afraid that there will not be too many people in one family. (《》)

But who knows how many people who are slightly less skilled, who are also proficient in thermal weapons, will be among these huge families?

I'm afraid this is the liliang that the major families can really intimidate the world. No matter how strong the wealth is, no matter how strong the power is, if there is no strong fist behind it, it is just a floating sand castle that will be washed away by the next wave at any time.

Just like the Wa Kingdom that once clamored to catch up with the Stars and Stripes Empire economically, it was because there was no hard power to support it. As a result, the Stars and Stripes Empire only coughed lightly, and all the family wealth accumulated by the entire Wa Kingdom over the years flowed into the pockets of the Stars and Stripes Empire. Set back decades!

'Fists are the last word', this sentence is not just an iron law in the barracks. Moreover, it is a truth that is applicable to the whole universe.

Because, in any battlefield of competition and strife, the destruction of the flesh is often the most direct and complete victory.

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Kong Dashao, the descendant of the 'Holy Master', is so much courtesy, he made a special trip to say goodbye to Zhang Jin, helped Zhang Jin set up a bamboo liao, patiently answered two questions, and casually exchanged a few words, then raised his legs and left.

refused Zhang Jin's invitation to soak in the hot springs and have dinner.

The Kong family, this little black with the same name as the black crystal in Zhang Jin's mouth, waved his sleeves so chic and did not take away a cloud.

Kong Dashao is not a dear mother and father, nor is he a sweet-hearted leaf witch.

Therefore, Zhang Jin, who sent Kong Dashao away, did not have the slightest sorrow of 'it is difficult to say goodbye when we meet'.

On the contrary, the front foot just 'watched' Kong Xiaohei go out, and after the back foot Zhang Jin cheered, he once again got into the hot spring pool naked as if he was fresh. ..., I finished the carpentry work before, and I haven't washed it yet? Just flush it off by the way

Anyway, this hot spring is a long flowing water, and Zhang Jin is not worried about the bamboo chips on his body that will stain the pool water.

Flowing water is not rotten, and the hub is not beetle!

Soon, after holding his breath like a child at the bottom of the pool for a while, Zhang Jin squinted his eyes again and sat on the edge of the small pool, enjoying it comfortably.

Zhang Jin was lying loosely on the edge of the pool, the steaming spring water just soaking up to his chest.

A foot in front of him floated a two-foot square wooden board, on which were full of several things—a small white porcelain pot containing a pound of 'assassins', a bull's-eye porcelain cup of the same texture as the wine jug, about a penny, and two small dishes served on a shallow porcelain plate the size of a palm.

The small porcelain pot has two small ears at half height, just enough to get stuck in the small hole that Zhang Jin specially dug out on the floating wooden board. In this way, just soak the lower part of the porcelain pot in water, and warm the wine with the water. The upper part is exposed on the wooden board, which is convenient for Zhang Jin to reach out and pick up.

The two side dishes are spicy radish rind and salted cucumbers pickled in the pickle jar of the wine cellar. In order to maintain the cold temperature, there are also ice slags that Zhang Jin deliberately broke with a shaved ice machine in the side dishes.

Soaking in the slightly hot springs, eating cold and refreshing side dishes, and drinking warm 'assassin' wine, Zhang Jin's current day is simply incomparable to that of a fairy.

Therefore, God must have seen that Zhang Jin's comfortable day was not pleasing to the eye, and just half an hour after Kong Dashao left, his old man sent the next guest over again.

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When Zhang Jin lazily climbed out of the hot spring pool, he had just put on his underwear and bathrobe.

Xiao Hei and Jinzi, who were in charge of opening the door and guiding the way for the guests, walked in with a little girl with a pink bow on her head and a bouncing little girl.

When this little girl, who jumped step by step and jumped in two steps, saw Zhang Jin smiling at the end of Qingshiyuan Road from a distance, she couldn't help but light up her eyes. The two little legs were tightened and ran more and more briskly.

Especially when the little girl ran closer, she waved her little hands and shouted in a crisp voice:

"Uncle Zhang, it's Lele here!"

Zhang Jin picked up the little girl who rushed to his side and held it in his arms. With a happy smile on his face, he said:

"Yo, it's Lele! Why did you come here by yourself, didn't your grandparents and mother come with you? ”

"Nope. Lele is an adult, you can come by yourself! ”

Hearing Zhang Jin ask, Lele suddenly puffed up his little pink face like a bun, and pretended to have a serious expression, saying that what he said was true and serious.

Zhang Jin hurriedly smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Lele is right. Lele is a big girl, and she will go to elementary school next year! ”

Looking at this cute little girl with red lips and white teeth in front of her, no one would have thought that two months ago she was still a doll whose nephritis had been so severe that she had entered the stage of kidney failure and was terminally ill.

The limbs that were once swollen like blowing air, and the little face that used to be swollen and couldn't open their eyelids are now only a little bit of baby fat that she should have at her age. Revealing the original face of pink and beautiful.

A few small yellow hairs, which were originally sparse and messy like withered grass, have now become thick and weighty two small braids of black and black ink.

The voice that was as low as a gnat because of weakness before was also like a silver bell, crisp and loud.

The two calves, which used to be swollen and weak, and it was difficult to even move them, are now as dexterous as a fawn!

It can be said that today's little girl and the little girl two months ago have completely changed. The little guy who had been wandering in front of the ghost gate for a long time was now completely sick. The more energetic the more vigorous other peers. ..., Dr. Zhang's means of wrestling his wrist with the god of death have been fully revealed here.

After Zhang Jin and Lele laughed and laughed for a while, Lele, who gulped down the snacks brought by Zhang Jin and stuffed them into his mouth, suddenly let out an 'oh' in surprise, remembering the task he needed to perform when he was sent by his mother.

"Uncle, Mom asked me to tell you. Mom said that Dad will come over tonight and want to invite you to our house for dinner. However, my mother's cooking is not delicious, and I still like to eat my uncle's cooking! ”

As Lele's condition improved, the greedy nature of the little guy at this age was gradually picked up. Especially after tasting Zhang Jin's craftsmanship a few times, he keeps chattering every day.

If it weren't for the fact that Sanbo's sister-in-law couldn't let go, if she was embarrassed, this little gluttonous girl would probably live in Zhang Jin's house every day and refuse to leave, just for Uncle Zhang's own cooking of three meals a day.

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In the evening, at Uncle Jufu's house.

Uncle Jufu and his wife, Hai Sanbo and his wife, and Zhang Jin, who was holding Lele, were eating and chatting around the table. There weren't many people, but the atmosphere was very good.

I eat chicken, duck and fish cooked by Sanbo's sister-in-law, and all kinds of farm dishes, which are absolutely green and pollution-free food.

I drank Uncle Jufu's self-brewed local wine, and I dare not say how mellow and fragrant the wine is, but there is absolutely no messy things like methanol.

Although the taste of the dishes and the taste of the wine are far from those produced by Zhang Jin, the authentic farmhouse flavor is still enjoyable for Zhang Jin.

Don't forget, although Zhang Jin is a foodie, he is definitely not a picky eater.

Zhang Jin, Uncle Jufu, and Brother Sanbo, the three old men, were noisy, and Lele was also playing with a silver bell from time to time.

Aunt Jufu and sister-in-law Sanbo got up from time to time to pour wine for the men who drank the toast, and the atmosphere on the whole wine table was very harmonious and warm.

Until the wine has passed three rounds and the food has passed five flavors, when Uncle Jufu and Hai Sanbo have made eye contact. The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Hai Sanbo took out a piece of paper with the big seal of the village committee from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Jin.

"Brother Zhang, if you save my family, you will save the lives of my whole family. You Sanboge really don't know how to repay you. I ......"

Zhang Jin inexplicably reached out and took the paper handed over by Hai Sanbo, and after glancing at it, he was furious. ……，