A storm that came out before the shift was divided, and it seemed that no one could speak well, and all of us who were in a hurry scratched our ears and cheeks, ended absurdly and bizarrely under the interference of a seemingly useless black dog and a lewd old man who didn't look amazing.

Until Camp Commander Hong said, "Let's go back," I thought I was in a dream.

Zhou Ming thanked Camp Commander Hong for his kindness, and Wang Mazi also jumped around happily in front of me, I really didn't expect that it was a dog that saved me in the end, so I could only keep touching its head to express my gratitude. Camp Commander Hong took me aside and asked me a strange question.

"Why did Wang Mazi help you intercede?"

The reason why it is strange is that when he said the words "Wang Mazi", he didn't like talking about a dog, but regarded it as a person, and it was a person with a big face. For a while, I didn't know what to say, so I had to start from the beginning, from Wei Lao's question to Wang Mazi's beginning, one by one.

Hong Weiguo looked at me very indifferently, this is normal, just like the head of a school, would he care about an ordinary student? But when he learned that I was fighting with people for Wang Mazi, and I also beat the students of a dry character class to the point of screaming, a pair of out-of-focus eyes regathered.

"It's kind of interesting." Hong Weiguo laughed: "Wang Mazi didn't wait for Wang Mazi, but he waited for you, which can be regarded as its blessing, okay." ”

I knew that Hong Weiguo was talking about Wang Mazi's original master, so I asked cautiously: "Camp Commander Hong, has he really become a traitor?" ”

Hong Weiguo's face suddenly sank: "This is not a question you should ask!" ”

I immediately shut my mouth, it seemed that the matter was quite sensitive. Hong Weiguo continued: "There is Wang Mazi pleading, this time it will be forgotten, I don't want to have a next time, you know?" ”

I nodded and said yes.

After Hong Weiguo left, a group of us also went back, and Wang Mazi always followed me and really regarded me as its master. Everyone was very happy, and Zhou Ming also praised me for my good luck, and I could help me so much if I had a dog casually.

I asked about Zhou Ming and Wang Mazi, and Zhou Ming said that he didn't know very well, every time they came here for training, they didn't have contact with ordinary members, they had their training location. Also, everyone is a star, and it is estimated that the Tianzi class will not be able to accommodate it.

After I went back, I went to the security department again, and Minister Wei was also very helpless, saying that since it was Camp Commander Hong's order, he had nothing to say, so he went through the formalities for me again. This time I didn't run around again, I just played cards with the monkeys in the dormitory.

Zheng Wu was still interested, and he punched in the corridor for an afternoon, and from time to time he had to report on his progress, saying that he felt that his strength had improved a lot.

Damn, he took Viagra when he took it, and it worked in half an hour?

That night, we spent the night without incident. Early in the morning, Zhou Ming and Zhang Yujie, as well as the star generals and representatives from other regions, set off, and we went to the door to see them off. I saw that each of the six saints in East China was injured, so I knew that the ghost laughed and attacked them again.

What the hell?

After they left, we also returned to the dormitory, although it was not yet dawn, but we had no intention of sleeping, so we practiced our qi or body independently, waiting for the instructor to pick us up. At half-past seven, the door to our dormitory was finally pushed open, and a middle-aged man in camouflage was entered, a stout man with dark skin, like Clark, a Brazilian instructor in The King of Fighters.

The man still had a list in his hand, and when he came in, he called: "Zuo Fei, Huang Jie, Ma Jie, Zheng Wu, Sun Gusheng." ”

Several of us stood up and said yes.

The man looked up at us, his eyes were cold, and he said, Okay, come with me.

Our group followed the man out of the door, and without any conversation along the way, the man led us through a section of the hallway, around the bends, and finally to a building. This building is not high, only four floors, the exterior wall is blue, it looks ordinary, after the man led us in, we can hear the sound of whirring and drinking from all over the inside.

We are practitioners, so we are naturally familiar with this kind of sound.

The man still didn't talk nonsense, and continued to lead us forward, there were different rooms in the corridor, the layout was similar to the corridor of the school, and the words "Kun Yi" and "Kun Er" were written in front of the door of each room, some doors were open, and some doors were closed.

Looking in from the open door, you can see more than a dozen people practicing fists and feet inside, or fighting, or single practice, every move and style are quite stance, which area is a first-class master, and it is indeed a place where the heroes gather.

However, none of them are as good as us.

It wasn't until he walked to the door with the word "grouping" that the man stopped and said you guys go in, you, come with me!

The last one you are talking about is Ma Jie.

Ma Jie was stunned for a moment and said, huh?

The man said um, what is it, you are not from the Kung Fu Department, you are from the Intelligence Department, come with me!

I see.

Ma Jie had no choice but to say goodbye to us and follow the man to turn around and leave, while a few of us entered the group room. In the grouped room, there are cabinets on both sides, which are densely packed with files, and in the middle is a narrow corridor, at the end of which there is a desk, on which lies an old man with glasses, writing something.

We didn't speak, he didn't look up, we were a little confused, and we didn't know how to break the deadlock. The monkey cleared his throat, and when he was about to speak, the old man didn't raise his head and shouted, "Sun Gusheng." ”

"Huh?" The monkey subconsciously responded.

"Play a trick." The old man continued.

"What?" The monkey was a little confused.

"Do what you're best at." The old man still didn't look up as he spoke.

The monkey took out the golden luan knife and played a few tricks in the narrow corridor, and for a time the golden light was brilliant and beautiful.

"Kun second class, go by yourself." The old man suddenly stretched out his hand and threw it away, and a file suddenly flew into a cabinet somewhere, "What are you doing, hurry up!" ”

"Yes."

The monkey hurriedly turned around, winked at us, and said with his lips: "This old man is so powerful, his kung fu with throwing knives is much higher than mine!" ”

In fact, we are no longer rookies, we don't need to say monkeys, we can also see that the old man didn't even raise his head when he threw the files, the technique was really fast and ruthless, and he could accurately insert into many files, this hand is really amazing.

Training camp No. 11 is really the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, and even an old man in charge of the grouping is so awesome, our blood can't help but boil faintly, it seems that we can indeed learn a lot here.

"Huang Jie!"

After the monkey was gone, the old man barked again, but still did not look up.

There was no need for the old man to say more, Huang Jie immediately took out the Huilong knife, the aisle was narrow, and he couldn't let him play wantonly, so he could only carefully chop a few times.

"Kun Class 5!"

A file flew into the cabinet again.

Obviously, this is divided into different classes according to different abilities. Then it was my turn and Zheng Wu, and after we played separately, we were assigned to Kun Class 8 and Kun Class 1. When he was about to go out, the old man finally raised his head and said meaningfully to Zheng Wu: "You are the most talented here, come on!" ”

Zheng Wu was so excited that he almost didn't cry.

Monkey and Huang Jie have already entered the class separately, and Zheng Wu and I have also separated and gone to different places.

Before I came to Kun 8 class, there were more than a dozen people in it, all wearing practice clothes, and they were practicing or fighting alone, some in their twenties and some in their fifties. The layout of each classroom is the same, with the martial arts arena in the middle, and the weapons on both sides, all eighteen kinds of weapons.

However, those people in the middle did not use weapons, but grabbed each other with their hands, and at first glance they were all practicing grappling hands, including small grappling hands, folding plum hands, silk winding hands, and some of them were dragon winding hands like me, which was very interesting and made me feel very kind.

Near the door, there stood a middle-aged man with a thin face and a black horse coat, who was dressed differently from the others, and his eyes were majestic, obviously the teacher.

Although I have been on the road for many years, I have never given up my studies, and even when I was busiest, I did not leave the campus for too long, so I still had some student spirit on my body, and instinctively shouted: "Report!" ”

The lively room suddenly fell silent, and the eyes looked at it with a sigh of relief, followed by a burst of laughter.

The teacher was also happy, and said what to report, come in!

I walked in.

The teacher asked me if I was new here? I said yes and introduced myself, and the teacher nodded to indicate that he knew that he had received orders from his superiors. Then he introduced me to the other students in the class, some from the special brigade, and some from the ancient martial arts family, all of them came from famous and decent families, and none of them came from the Tao.

It can be seen from this that the state still values us.

Finally, the teacher also introduced himself, saying that his nickname is Bobcat, and let me call him Bobcat Instructor.

I said yes, Lynx instructor.

Bobcat sent me another practice uniform, which was unsurprisingly embroidered with the word "kun". After I put on my clothes, I was a student like everyone else. Although everyone laughed at me just now, after I put on my clothes, they showed their enthusiastic side, which was very nice to me, like a spring breeze.

Bobcat wanted to know what I was capable of, so he asked me to compete with the other students.

"Who would like to have a fight with him?"

"I'll do it." A young man came out, his name was Wu Zheng, from the special forces of a certain military region in Nanjing.

I looked at his hands, which were covered with thick calluses and hard like two bricks.

I arched my hand and said yes!

Wu Zheng nodded and said to concede.

The two of us were about to fight each other when we suddenly heard a crackling sound in the corridor outside, and one after the other, it seemed that many people had landed. Then someone shouted: "Oh no, Kun Wuban has been slaughtered!" ”

My heart trembled, Kun Class 5, isn't it the class that Huang Jie is assigned to?