Romance of Dragons and Snakes

“The Chinese woman named Tang, Biben. Laden has to be cunning. And the fighting skills are brilliant. Since the end of the 1990s, this woman has assassinated more than a dozen of our military chiefs in Southeast Asia with one breath in Indonesia. The boss doesn't know how many actions have been arranged to capture or kill him, and she didn't get a sweat. If we capture or kill her this time, God is really missing us. ”

The two cabs disguised the crew as tall white men, full of rigor, full of energy in their eyes, long legs, raised abs of the thoracic muscles, holding up the clothes as if they were stuffed with iron.

Two white people, it looks like they have infinite energy.

“To be honest, in terms of pacemaker, the two peoples of China and Japan are the most powerful and mysterious, as if the two peoples' human bodies contain mysterious powers.” The white man named Smith rubbed his huge eagle hook nose with his thumb.

“We white people, born with a strong body, are not known to be much taller than the blood of these yellow-skinned monkeys in East Asia. If necessary, I would like to make a good comparison with the Tang woman today. ”

In addition, the white man pinched his big fist, his large muscles beating all over him, and the femur made a series of crisp noises.

“Well, there's a chance, as long as she comes up, we can definitely control the situation. You can do whatever you want with her then. ”

“That's for sure, Morgan. Thirty of us, the most elite Marines, are equipped with first-rate firepower, and there are ambushes in the water. Wait, as long as that Tang woman comes on a yacht cruise ship, she will have wings and will not be able to fly. ”

Smith and Morgan, two white men, waited foolishly on the boat, waiting for Tang Zidu and Wang Super to throw themselves into the net. Unexpectedly, the two brothers suddenly changed their plans as they sat safely in a luxury villa near the entrance to the Han River, tasting intense incense tea, and they looked through tall floor-to-ceiling glass at the large cruise ship hidden in the ocean at a distance.

A little red mud stove, on the Eight Immortals table right in the middle of the large room, underneath is charcoal fire, burning red, water winding, full of room tea.

Tang Zidu and Wang Chao sit beside the table, each with a set of beautiful tea utensils from Red Tone.

“I've seen this tea set, it looks like the Chinese red set from Chen Aiyang's collection. What happened to my sister?” Wang Chao lifted up the red mud stove, Tang Zidu and himself soaked a cup, then despite the high water temperature, took a fine sip and then played with the tea set in his hand.

“I thought it was good, so I brought it.” Tang Zidu's tone is like something all over the world. If she wants it, there's nothing she can't get.

“Sister, since you feel dangerous, someone has ambushed us on Chen Aiyang's cruise ship, it must be arranged on shore. It may not be safe for us to stay here.” Wang Chao's eyes will never leave Tang Zidu's face, as if he could never see enough.

“This is the private residence of a political head of the European Union in Korea, and there is no need to worry about security.” Tang Zidu slowly threw tea.

“Sister, what's your relationship to the EU?” Wang Chao suddenly thought that he had been misunderstood by many as an EU spy because of Tang Zidu's relationship.

“Nor does it matter that the European Union for Political Economics and Monetary Affairs is actually a very fragmented group, your sister was just a big consortium that helped several of these countries train mercenaries in Africa for some time, then secretly met up with buyers, trained some high-ranking officials and used each other. ”

“The sister's relationship with Hongmen?” Wang Chao continued to ask, without any concern. Because in his heart, Tang Zidu is the closest person.

“Your sister used to be from Hongmen too.” Tang Zidu drank a sip of tea, "until the end of the last century, whether in Europe or South East Asia, the wave of [* * *] rose, many places to smash the burn, overseas Chinese, none of them said that they were frightened, such as those who performed thin ice, especially in 1998, in Indonesia, the great turmoil, your sister and I experienced it personally. Your sister was your age, a little older than you, and Kung Fu wasn't as good as you. The world's floodmen will always send us a dozen men to assassinate some of the military heads of the Western countries who incited the riots, as well as those of the black-skinned monkeys. Your sister has been targeted since that time, when she stabbed more than a dozen military leaders in a row. ”

Tang Zidu spoke slowly, his eyes seemed like smoke, as if he was caught in a memory. Every word came out of her mouth. Though plain, Wang Chao could hear what was contained in it was astonishing.

Hongmen's assassination was long overdue. At that time, Sun Zhongshan's league, Hungmen disciples did not know how many high-ranking officials were assassinated.

Wang Chao also knows that the black-skinned monkeys mentioned in Tang Zidu's mouth are native to Indonesia in Southeast Asia, because in the tropical sea, people are long, dark, thin and small. These people have lazy surnames since ancient times. After migrating to the past, the Chinese worked hard and became rich, and they were extremely jealous, thinking that the Chinese had robbed their living space, so these natives often beat, smashed, robbed, burned, tortured, mutilated, and committed no evil, until the end of the 1990s, at the instigation of some Western countries, a heinous massacre riot erupted.

The purpose of Hongmen is to unite the Chinese without external insults.

Such a massacre riot against the Chinese, the World Hongmen Congress, founded in Honolulu, USA in 1992, was originally a group formed against the [* * *] wave, naturally will not ignore it, it is natural to send a high hand to carry out the assassination.

Wang Chao thought that although he had experienced a lot of things in the country, life and death, but most of them were battle fighters, or fighters, but in wartime like Tang Zidu, with guns and forest showers, nine deaths and many assassinations of the head of the military, he had never.

In contrast, Wang Chao is still better than the sister who taught him boxing.

Tang Zidu's achievements in boxing are not accidental.

“Kill a man in ten steps, leave no room. Jing Zheng stabbed Qin, Nie Zheng hit Han, so happy.” Wang Chao mumbled, thinking that he was in the country and joined the military. He had to look at the whole situation everywhere. He couldn't be happy. In fact, his chest was very stuffy.

“Brother, this metaphor is wrong. Your sister just killed a bunch of pigs and dogs.” Tang Zidu frowned.

“Fortunately, the status of our homeland has risen dramatically over the years, and the Chinese overseas have said better. But because of this, Hungmen began to disunite a few years ago and fought hard inside. Your sister had to leave. ”

Tang Zidu shook his head and sighed: “When we resisted foreign enemies, we worked together, and when peace had come down, we started fighting inside. This has been inevitable since ancient times. There's nothing a fairy can do. Let's not talk about this, let's talk about boxing and boxing. ”

“Overseas boxers, more than domestic boxers, have a higher overall level. It's not just a matter of real spillover, it's a pressure to survive.” Wang Chao has sporadically talked to Liao Junhua about this: “I remember Liao Junhua said that when he was studying in the United States, children would have two hands, otherwise they might be blocked by black people, white people, and take everything from them, especially girls, with a 90th chance of being forced to do so. At that time, the entire Western world had a Chinese culture. ”

“Liao Junhua knows how difficult it is for overseas Chinese to survive, and he has joined Hongmen, and the boxing method has become powerful, he is a rare master, such a person, is rare. If he's in position, your sister really wants to work with him.” Tang Zidu straightened his body.

“The more Chinese overseas boxers, the more intelligent they are, the more pressure they have, the faster they will grow. But do you have anyone like her?” Wang Chao suddenly thought of the problem.

“There may or may not be. Your sister is not very famous in martial arts in the overseas. Most people don't know me.” Tang Zidu laughed: “Little brother, your boxing skills are not lower than mine, it's just a little less than sincere. Your gossip grinding big slammer, on the fierce, my sister has met countless boxers, I haven't seen anything comparable to yours. Just say a word, little brother. You're number one in the world, and you're almost there. ”

When it comes to boxing, Wang Chao has had a set of insights all these years, not that stupid teenager back then.

Looking at Tang Zidu's beautiful face, delicate skin, and smelling the faint scent on her, Wang Superior suddenly burst into an impulse, trying to hold this sister in her arms, give her a good kiss and kiss.

But Tang Zidu's sister's teacher's majesty was deeply ingrained in his heart, and he was already an experienced martial arts archdeacon, not an impulsive teenager, with his own perseverance.

So the impulse in his heart flashed, and then he was pressed down, like an electric stone fire.

But while this impulse was suppressed, the next moment, it was like wildfires burning down and spring breezes blowing again.

Wang Chao felt that he had some heart and soul.

(To be continued)