Romance of Dragons and Snakes

“The European Union, foreign Chinese associations, my organization, spies in the United States… I finally got caught up in this, can't get away, where should I go from here? ”

Lisa is just a little spy. There's not much she knows. Wang Chao must thoroughly ask her about Tang Zidu. It's also somewhat impossible.

But even a few short words are enough for Wang Chao to deduce a lot of things.

Lisa saw the shadow on Wang Super's face and immediately looked at the gun underground. Her fingers moved, but she still didn't squat down to pick it.

Wang Chaogang has shattered all her confidence. In front of this powerful man, she really had the feeling that she couldn't survive, that she couldn't die.

Although the female agent moves quickly, she hasn't practiced martial arts. Where is Wang Chao Lightning's opponent? If it's two people, two guns, Wang Chao still has a bit of a problem.

But just one man, no matter how smart he is, will have difficulty dealing with his ghostly martial arts.

“That's all you ask, nothing else? For example, what are the members of our division and what are their names? What are the secret bases in Hong Kong? ”

When the female agent saw Wang Chao didn't ask down, she was curious. She's planning some lies and tricks to make him fall for it.

Who knows, Wang Chao only asked some corner material without asking, which also has a sense of miscalculation in her heart, and more mysterious and unpredictable taste of this man in her heart.

Step by step, pick up the pistol, “Confidential stuff, you must have made up a bunch of lies to cheat people, why waste my time?” Wang overhead didn't return. He opened the iron door and walked out.

“What do you say?” When Lin Yanan saw Wang Chao, he asked quickly.

“I have broken her confidence, and now the psychologist who should be interrogated will deal with her.” Wang Chao shook his head and threw his gun at Lin Yanan.

“I'll go back and rest alone for a while, so I can see that national security expert tomorrow, 'National Lohan’, that's a very powerful name. ”

“Then rest well. I'll organize the interrogation.” Lin Yanan looked at Wang Chao's background and silently sighed until Wang Chao's back disappeared from the high wall.

Wang Chao went back to his room, took off his uniform and sat on his knees in bed. Close your eyes.

Subsequently, the scene of the past, from the deep inside, showed like a movie, from knowing Tang Zidu, practicing martial arts, his own destiny changed. He was then implicated by Zhu Jia, hated by Zhao, sent someone to kill him, then joined Cao Yi, joined the organization, beat to death all the way, killed Xu Zhen's disciple, forced Zhang Wei to jump, killed Ye Xuan, said he was a talented teenager, made another scene in Singapore, was targeted by the United States, the United States involved Shaolin Temple, killed Shaolin Temple Dawu Monk himself, now to be involved in the struggle of domestic departments.

“Jiao Jiao, said the martial arts world, Xu Zhen, Chen Group, Guo 'an, Shaolin Temple, Military Commission organization. Especially since the relationship between Dusty and me is already known. Dusty is not a normal person. It must be worth it. Will I have to deal with Dusty in the future? ”

Wang Xuadi sat quietly on his knees and did not move, as if he had stopped breathing.

Everything he's been through, the troubles of five years, the resentment, seems to have turned into a resilient, yet heavenly mesh in meticulous thinking memories, tightly bound him, giving him a feeling of weakness in his hands and feet and tight bondage in his heart and mind.

“Thousands of red dust wrapped around you, how can you take it off and relax? I am now in the world, but I am haunted by the world, unable to pull myself out, bound by my heart and my heart. My martial arts will surely be lost without breaking away from the entanglement of things. If I really solve all this trouble, the realm is bound to be a new realm. ”

Ancient monasteries, first born to cultivate the divine, then joined to cultivate the human heart. If we cut off the red dust trap at the last minute of our accession, we can truly make our way and achieve positive results.

Although this is a mythical metaphor, Wang Chao wants to come now, but it suits his current situation.

“How can I take it off? Trouble, vengeance, revenge, chaos. State, private, righteous, good, affectionate. All stirred up into a congee, I'm just a martyr, not a legend, a fairy who can fly all over the world, and I want to eat, live, have parents, have a country, have a nation, have ideals, have feelings. There are people who die of illness, who can also be shot and killed. ”

Trouble, restraint of mind, is deadly for the martial arts.

Zhang Wei was badly run, his business went bankrupt, and he was forced to come out to fight. Neither mood nor will of war is at its peak, and there are constraints, which is why he failed.

Since returning to Singapore, Wang Chao had found out who Tang Zidu was, leaving a creep in his heart. And just today, Lin Yanan learned about Tang Zidu's relationship with himself, and it was investigated above, so the goosebumps grew.

With this creep, it's very dangerous to compete with a master.

Wang Chao himself realized this, just came back to sit still, also adjusted his mood, wrapped his mind around the mess, figured out an idea to decide where he should go in the future.

Just as Wang Chaojing sat down and made his mind clear. A flight from Yanjing to Hong Kong has also taken off. Three young people sit in the first class of the flight.

These three young people, two men and one woman, are between the ages of 26 and 30. Though dressed in plain clothes, the temperament of the body occasionally reveals a distinct flavour.

Two men, one of them, wearing a white sportswear, long fingers, white, glossy jade, especially the body, very well proportioned, gives a perfect feeling.

This man also has a very nice face. He has a nice, smooth face, no wrinkles, but instead of a creamy little white face, his skin is dark and reveals tremendous health.

His eyes were slightly closed, his lips immobilized, and his whole appearance, deep in the heart, was vibrant and handsome.

Another young man, much worse than him, although also a good five, lacks a shrine rhyme, and has rough skin, a strong body, large joints, a flashing sensation, such as a sheathed knife, glittering cold, but not deep.

The girl, however, had a slight appearance, eyebrows, willow leaves, long eyelashes, good skin on her face, but the skin on her hands was a little rough, with brown old leather marks on the joints, but her height was picky, her eyes were shiny and her lips were slightly picked, showing arrogance and closeness.

“Brother Duan, when we go to Hong Kong, we have orders to take over the matter, but I'm afraid it won't be easy to let go. ”

The girl sat next to the man in the white tracksuit, her head slightly lowered, and Liu Haier swayed neatly, using a voice channel almost inaudible to her ears.

“I know that.” The man in white sportswear opened his eyes slightly, his lips were still motionless, and a slight voice came out of his abdomen: “I heard that they had joined a young master, and had recently made a big scene, opening a martial arts hall in Shandong, with the obvious intention of expanding the influence, gradually running the business, decades later, overwhelming my division door. This time, take my two uncles, imprison one, and kill one. Although it was my uncle who did it, the meaning of it was very interesting. ”

Turns out these three are the same members of the National Security Department who came back to question Yongbao.

The man in white sportswear is the first master of Shaolin's folk disciples, known as "National Rohan” Zhan Guo Chao. The other two, his colleagues, Chen Ke for women and Dong Ling for men, were all dozens of good players.

“Brother Duan, did you get hurt last time? That mission, you sneak into Japan and fight the hero Igor, how dangerous. Not that I said, Brother Duan, your arrogance still hasn't subsided. He always talks to Prince Wen. He doesn't wear shoes for you. It's not like he lets you carry out dangerous tasks every time. If it hadn't been for Shaolin, Prince Wen would have gotten you down.” Chan can be concerned.

“Chen Ke, I'm not arrogant, I'm arrogant. We practise martial arts, there's always this thing, everything goes on top of it, bows down, kisses ass, that's a puppet.” Duan Guo's eyes glistened, "My wounds have long been healed. The Iga family, indeed, is one of the best in the martial arts world in Japan. That Igor hero, Wu Gong, has entered the divine indoctrination. I don't know about his brother, but what about Igor's martial arts? There was also a Tai Chi Chen Aiyang in Singapore, and I wanted to take over his task several times, just to deal with him. ”

“Brother Duan, but then again. I wonder who their young master is this time? With such strong cultivation, I listen to you, and also cultivate him to fight Shaolin Temple? Thought he was Zhang Sanfeng. It's ridiculous.” Chen Ke's mouth revealed a slight scornful smile.

“Maybe there's more than one, we Shaolin, the trees are so windy.” Duan Guochao laughed, too. “If I had just one, I would have done more for the division this time to eliminate this potential threat. ”

(To be continued)