Twilight is faint.

When Han Yi arrived home, his grandfather was cooking, so he put down his schoolbag first and went to the third grandfather's house to take a look.

The third ancestor was still talking about the fact that he had a style of Lin Fengxian.

The fifth grandfather told Han Yi that the third grandfather had not been sober today.

The fifth master's expression was solemn when he said this, and Han Yi saw the old man's cheeks bulging hard, as if there were sugar cubes in it.

With Han Yi's experience, I can't tell what it's like to feel.

Han Yi went home and told his grandfather about the third grandfather, and then told his grandfather that he was going to Shengjing to be an instructor tomorrow.

Grandpa didn't have any special instructions, but he explained to Han Yi that the guys in the army are wild and untamable, and they must pay attention to methods and ways to do things.

Han Yi understood and nodded.

The strong are respected.

Han Yi's kung fu practice turned into strength, how many lives and deaths did he fight? How can you not understand this truth?

The next day, Han Yi didn't go to school, took a bus directly to Sichuan City, and then bought a ticket to go to Shengjing.

A few hours later, Han Yi arrived in Shengjing.

Sheng Jing was still the same as when Han Yi first came, with a lot of traffic and people in a hurry.

Rows of high-rise buildings are stacked on top of each other, like rolling sharp treetops.

When Han Yi got on the train, he talked to Lao Dong on the phone and told him the train number and time, and when Han Yi got off the train, the crowd saw Lao Dong's big face that had experienced vicissitudes at a glance.

Lao Dong and his entourage of three were all wearing civilian clothes, but their spirit came out of their bodies and looked sharp and sharp.

Lao Dong also saw Han Yi, and walked over with open arms, "Oh yo, quietly my brother!

The rough voice sounded, and Lao Dong slapped Han Yi on the back with both big hands, which means that Han Yi can resist the strength of this rough old man, and the ordinary young man has to wither.

Fortunately, Han Yi is a master of chemical strength, and his muscles and bones have long been trained to be as hard as steel and iron, and when soft they are like catkins, Lao Dong's strong embrace can naturally be easily resolved.

"I said Brother Dong, where's the car?" Han Yi swept behind a few people, but didn't see any vehicles coming in with him.

"Hey, is this big leader coming, the top is strict, and the order is not allowed to be used by the public for private use, this brother will not drive in, otherwise, my brother will drive you in ten cars and eight cars, and eight sedan chairs will invite you to our security bureau!" Old Dong laughed, not caring about Han Yi's jokes.

"That's pretty much it!" Han Yi also laughed.

"Let's go, Director Wang Wenhou is still waiting at home for you, a big master, to come over and support the façade! Let's not let the leader wait too long!"

Lao Dong put his arms around Han Yi, turned around and introduced the two people who followed Han Yi, "Xiao Zhou, Xiao Yang, my own brother." ”

Han Yi nodded with Xiao Zhou and Xiao Yang, two security bureau counterparts behind Lao Dong, and the group of four walked outside.

When I got into the jeep in the parking lot outside the station, I walked to the security bureau at a fast speed.

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A training room of the Security Bureau.

Sou!

Syllable!

A flying knife with a cold light shimmered instantly plunged into the target from five or six meters away.

The knife was about twenty centimeters long, and it was inserted into the target at the depth of another finger.

A young man smoking a cigarette walked over and looked at the throwing knife, then pulled it again.

The blade is sharp, the blade is as thin as paper, it is willow leaf-shaped, and the end of the knife is tied with red silk.

"Four inches into the target!"

The smoking man pinched the red silk, turned the knife in his hand, and dart back forward with a whoosh.

Syllable!

There was a soft sound from the other side, like the slight deflation of a balloon that had been blown up.

"Four inches! Looks like I'm making progress again!"

A man with a scar on his face caught the knife and played with it back and forth in his hand, but the sharp blade could not hurt his fingers in the slightest, as if driven by an arm. He wears a green military uniform and is a soldier.

"You're making too slow progress, I shot four inches a month ago!" said the smoking man disdainfully.

"Hmph, I went on a mission, and I couldn't find time to cultivate!" The scarred man's eyes burst into fine light, "Why don't we try our fists and feet?"

"Liu Shan, Li Mao, don't brag about each other, flying knives are a small skill after all, who would use this thing if you have a pistol?"

There was another man walking next to him, with a smile on his face, and he saw that there was nothing in his hand, but in an instant, the fire flashed, and the smell of metal friction was accompanied by a slight sound in the training room.

Syllable!

The target six meters away was smashed in an instant, "See, no matter how good your flying knife is, no matter how good your kung fu is, it is not as fast as my gun!"

"Chen Qing, your spear hiding skills have improved!"

A few meters away, a young man jumped down from the horizontal bar, his movements were like an ape, and he rushed to Chen Qing with a flash of steps, and his palm turned into a remnant image on Chen Qing's body, and after a flash, this person had an extra Black Star pistol in his hand.

And Chen Qing's face changed, and with a touch of his wrist, he conjured out a small silver pistol and pointed it at the young man.

"Zhang Ruizhi! It seems that your kung fu has also improved, and you have already arrived in front of me before I can shoot the gun! It seems that you have done a lot of fighting with these two by the side of the big chief, and you have improved very quickly!"

Zhang Ruizhi smiled and returned the Black Star pistol in his hand to Chen Qing, "Liu Shan, Li Mao, Chen Qing, the four of us have met again!"

Liu Shan, Li Mao, Chen Qing, plus Zhang Ruizhi, these four people are all relatively famous masters in the Shengjing Military Region.

In the past, they were basically the backbone pillars who represented the Shengjing Military Region in the all-army competition, and their overall quality was within the top 10 every year; although some military masters did not participate, in several major military regions and millions of troops, such figures are no longer ordinary masters.

"Okay, we haven't been together in so many years, and today we can try our skills to get back to the feeling we had back then. ”

Zhang Ruizhi sighed a little and said that he was the most powerful kung fu among the four, and one of them had been a guard for the chief in Fengtian over the years, although his life was comfortable, but his kung fu did not fall.

"Yes, how can we all be thirty people, how can the above think about calling us back to the school to be some students, according to our military rank, how can we come back to be instructors, I really can't figure it out!" Chen Qing shook his head.

"I want to see who dares to be my instructor, and when the time comes, I'll ask for a flying knife first!" Liu Shan became inexplicably excited.

"There are still such people, such as the great master Fang Bing in the Excalibur Brigade!" Li Mao said, snatching the cigarette butt from Liu Shan's hand and smoking it himself.

"Captain Fang has this qualification, he is a master of Huajin, and his kung fu is higher than ours, but he is busy with the task now, and in a few days he will say that the big leader is coming, and he wants to escort him, if he really wants to ask him for advice on my boxing skills, I also studied assassination with him when I joined the army, but unfortunately the time is too short, only less than half a month. Chen Qing said with emotion.

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