Ace of the Dragon Division

Cookie was shocked when Seo Cheng put R's head on Cookie's table.

“I didn't expect you to leave him behind to kill, but in today's fight, I felt a real power gap between this man and the man who taught me Mr. R. ”

“Was it Asian Chinese who taught you?” Xu Cheng asked Cookie straightaway.

Cookie shook her head and asked, “Why say that? You mean, the Mr. R who coached me was a Huaxia? ”

Xu Cheng asked Kuchi: “Are you practicing this kung fu of courtship, qi, agreeability, etc.? If so, this kind of kung fu culture generally comes from our Eastern Chinese Summer Country. Westerners used to call us Oriental Huaxias smaller and weaker, calling us East Asian sick husbands, but it was then that their East Asian sick husbands could defeat a giant man with their own strength! It depends on the power of Qi and Italian outbursts, commonly known as domestic kung fu! Our Chinese summer country has 5,000 years of cultural history. At a very early age, it was discovered that there are great bottlenecks based on how a man can use his muscle strength to exercise. For example, a western giant, his arm strength and explosive power are only kilograms at most! This has been documented in the history of the Central and Chinese Summer kingdoms. Once upon a time, there were ancestors who exercised the inner kung fu of Heavenly Man. Long ago, it was discovered that the human potential was wireless, and this potential was sometimes blurred. Why did some people always explode accidentally, or with tremendous stimulation? At that time, one's mind was filled with a conviction. This conviction was called Italian in the inner family kung fu. After the power imagined by one person through the form of potential, it was even more horrible than external power. It was not that power that I looked down on Westerners simply fitness muscle, a power type master who came out of fitness, it was simply impossible to reach three SSS, let alone an R level master. There must be a difference in the inner kung fu. Is that why I asked you, Mr. R, to teach you, if you're a Huaxian? ”

Cookie shook her head: “I've never seen him before. I don't know if he's a Huaxian. He speaks fluent English and doesn't have a Huaxian accent. ”

Xu Cheng: “What about through his height? ”

Cookie glanced at him: “He was really a little low, only about a meter and seven. ”

Seo Cheng saw this height exclude the kid first.

Kid's strength is probably R now, but it couldn't have been this high before to teach a fierce man like Cookie, and if he's right, the R that just died is probably also a tutorial!

That's the scary part. The seven demons that the kid taught him, he taught them, were all S-level masters, but a mentor who could cultivate R, how strong could this guy be?

Xu felt that the capital empire and the Communist Church were not so simple. Perhaps this power was the fundamental reason why the Communist Church was hidden from the sky. Xu Cheng suddenly had some luck not putting R back this time. Otherwise, after he was about to be exposed, he really wanted to fight each other, he would be hard pressed and even strangled in the cradle.

Cookie kept staring at Xu Cheng, and he said: "For the first time, I saw a heavy expression on your face. I didn't expect you to be scared too. ”

“I'm not afraid.” Xu Cheng said softly.

If Lin Chuxue was here and saw his eyes squeezed with her knowledge of Xu Cheng, she would not say that Xu Cheng was scared because it was a sign of Xu Cheng's excitement and interest.

I always thought that after he picked up Zhang Dunfeng's mortar, he would become a long-standing enemy, but now it seems that there are people outside, and there is a heaven outside. His master and children are not necessarily the handles of Huaxia masters.

So, what is the level of mastery that can choose to join the Masons of the Capital Camp? Is it true that the Masons are infiltrated by global infiltration?

Xu felt it was necessary to go back and ask Grandpa Ye about this.

When Dulson was driving, he couldn't help but interrupt Xu Cheng when he saw that he was thinking about things all the way. "Captain? ”

Seo Cheng looked back at him and said, "What's wrong? ”

"What do the American soldiers who are still hiding in the canyon intend to do? The family thought you had a plan, so let me ask, they've been watching for a long time, and if you don't, they do it, and Mario says he wants to come home, and he's a little uncomfortable being treated as a good person every day there, and he says those people are so hypocritical, they treat bad people as good people. ”

Xu Chengdao: "Tell him that his family doesn't need it for now, and let him cooperate with Chekov and Stanson to open up the political situation in the United States. I feel that a battle with the United States is inevitable. It would be better if we had information there to know each other. ”

DULSEN: “Okay, I'll get back to him. ”

Switzerland.

At the foot of a snow mountain, in a manor with water.

Rothschild's old man sits beside an Asian old man.

The old man of Asian descent played chess. The old man of Rothschild drank red wine for a long time. After watching the evening get dark, he looked at the old man of Asian descent and said: "This is the first time the Knights have done their assignment, didn't it?” Old Rothschild is surprised: “Is something wrong? ”

The elderly Asian nodded: “He hung up immediately after his phone was connected, you can make up your mind about the scene. ”

Rothschild frowned: “What do you mean? ”

Old Asian: “The knights on my hands never dare to call me and hang up, either, to let them assassinate the President of the White House. But 10 hours ago, it really happened. So the thing is, he's either calling for help, or he needs an emergency report, and on the other hand, there's something that goes beyond his expectations and ours. ”

Rothschild shrugged and asked, "Is he dead? ”

The old Asian nodded: “Dead. ”

Old Rothschild: “He's an R! ”

Asian elderly: “It was because of the death of R grade that he said it was beyond our expectations. If his life was not threatened, would he call home? I'm afraid it's been wiped out. ”

Old Rothschild whispers: "So the opponent's strength is above R.? Such a distinguished man does not belong to our Masons Service, I'm afraid he cannot stay. ”

“This is not an open question.” The elderly Asian sighs: “We have no idea who the opponent is or what his message is, like this flag, knows how to play horses, guns and cars, but the most frightening thing is that you never know how the opponents will combine to take the next step, start your death squad intelligence to run to the mercenary land, don't rush into the Knights' men for a while, lest you just sacrifice more masters. ”

Old Rothschild nodded: “I've arranged for them to go in disguised as war reporters. ”

We're done. Continue tomorrow.