Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Wang Chao was a little overwhelmed. He didn't think that Zhu Jia was so careful that he knew he was coming from Liao Junhua's mouth and bought a new pair of slippers for himself. Although it was a small detail in life, it was enough to show that Zhu Jiaxin had never let go of himself.

It was embarrassing in Indonesia half a year ago. Zhu Jia ran away crying and never contacted herself again. Wang Chao thought it was over, but the moment we met today, he already had a keen feeling that the emotional troubles were not over, but became even more troublesome!

He's not a weak man, he kills his enemies without blinking. But to treat a friend, he was very kind and never wanted to hurt any of his friends.

Same thing happened today. He didn't want to hurt Juja. So he said thank you very softly and replaced the slippers that Zhujia had bought him.

“It's just a pair of shoes, no need to be so sensitive. Hurting a friend's feelings is not worth it.” Wang Chao muttered in his heart.

These slippers are black-and-white, have some cartoon flavors of plush, they fit perfectly, they go a few steps on, Wang Chao feels comfortable feet.

“How have you been there? Why do you want to go home? It's dangerous.” Zhujia saw Wang Chao wearing the new slippers she had bought, and immediately showed a joyful smile on her face, which was quite different from what she had just done. The speed at which women were turning their emotions perfectly showed up on this major female journalist.

Greetings Wang Chao sat on the sofa in the living room, Zhu Jia poured another cup of warm tea, as if a standard little wife was waiting for her big husband. This atmosphere made Wang Chao suddenly feel a little restrained and embarrassed.

“Shouldn't have worn Zhujia's new shoes just now, as if they were in the mud.” Wang Chao suddenly regretted it a little: “But is this an affair that broke the strings? Being engaged and having an affair is a little immoral. ”

“It's okay to come back for something, but it's not dangerous.” Wang Chao felt the atmosphere was getting more and more embarrassed because Zhujia was sitting beside him.

Zhujia's rose scent is very light and smells good. But that's why Wang Chao felt embarrassed, it's in someone else's house.

“Oh, yo, Gaja! I've never seen you pour tea. Attitudes towards boyfriends are different. Ha ha." At this point, a man in military uniform, about thirty years old, walked out of the study and measured Wang Chao on the couch.

“Bullshit.” Zhu Jiabai glanced at this man, "Is Uncle Liao and my uncle finished playing chess? My friend is waiting. ”

“They're still down there, but they know your boyfriend's here. They want to see you. Go inside.” The man answered, walking to Wang Chao's face, his eyes measured with interest, and reached out one hand: “What do you call it? ”

“Despicable Wang Chao.” Wang Chao also looked at the young officer in an interesting gaze. He looked at numerous people and saw at a glance that the young officer belonged to the type of close guard assigned to the rank of general.

Such guards generally have good physical skills and the ability to organize their lives and handle matters. For big officials, there are some long hours of guards, even more intimate than their sons.

Wang Chao's rank belonged to the rank of Major General, and he was eligible for the guard class, the privilege of the life care class, but he was only a dashed line, not a power party, so he was a general with optical poles.

“Wang Chao...?” The young guard officer's hand and Wang overshook his hand. When he heard the name, his gaze suddenly changed, and his hand suddenly gained much more strength, like a tiger plier.

Wang Chao felt the other hand, slightly frowned, there was no way, his reputation was too loud, some people heard his name, then had the same reaction, try kung fu.

Hand leveraged lift, the young guard officer in front of him showed an incredible look on his face, a great surprise expression has been clearly written on his face.

Because his feet are off the ground!

Once he shook his hand, Wang Chao's arm was like a lever, stirring up his whole person.

This was supposed to be against common sense, but Wang Chao's Tai Chi punch to control bone kung fu has become a god. Feel free to touch people's fingers, as if to control the human body bone festival as if it were a Puppet, it is too exquisite to pull a full body kung fu.

This young guard officer was shaking his hand, his feet were stitched off the ground, his arms and shoulders were stiff, his whole bone joint was not under his control at all, as if suddenly he had become a robot, letting someone remotely control the command.

This sudden shock, even if his cultivation is better, has to show a shock on his face.

Indeed, if you shake hands, you can lift people off the ground. This kung fu is really a little too godly.

“Appreciate it. The most powerful man in Asia commented on in Black Belt magazine, which I thought was blown out by the Department of Political Affairs of the Sixth Army, is now oral. Have time to learn more from you.” The young officer guard's face became fast.

“Your tiger mouth is strong, three small muscles, the second tendon meat in the finger joint is particularly strong, it is practiced in Dahong boxing hook hanging hand more connected, hook hanging hand is suitable to capture, is the high kung fu in the military fist. Very good. Not bad, not bad.”

Wang Chao is like a senior commenting on the kung fu of the younger generation.

But his reputation now, he can afford two words. In the face of any unknown practitioner, whether civil, official or in the army, you are welcome. The master naturally has the head shelf of the master. This head of the master shelf is not deliberately disguised, but naturally reveals a deep understanding of the martial arts industry above the inherent subconscious.

“All right, all right.” Zhu Jia waves, “the star chaser didn't chase like that, wait super sign for you. Now he's got important things to do. ”

Zhu Jia's name is Wang Chao. He has always been very intimate in shouting Super Chao. This is an early habit. Wang Chao is also used to it.

“I'm just trying. The old man is waiting, go inside.” The young guard officer nodded and laughed.

Zhujia dragged Wang Chao's clothes through a hallway and walked into a large study.

“This is Liao Bo's personal guardian, who has been with Liao Bo for five years.” Zhu Jia explained to Wang Chao as he pushed open the hidden door of the study.

When he pushed the door open, Wang Chao glanced and saw two middle-aged men in military uniforms playing chess.

These two middle-aged people look like they are only about in their early fifties and do not have a slight age-old transition to old age on their faces, apparently well maintained.

They play chess, the pieces are pinched in their hands, gently dropped, a sophisticated, satisfying taste.

Unlike Holly's dad, the capital crocodile.

Hollywood's father, with a hint of hypocritical nobility from Western capitalists and a hint of cunning, was, to some extent, a nobleman who broke away from poor Chinese farmers and began to move towards small capital.

And the middle-aged people who played chess in front of them, the old man of the Liu Junhua family and the uncle of Zhu Jia, although very leisurely, still have the smell of poor Chinese farmers in their bones, and have not yet cultivated the lowly and amusing morbid smell of noblemen.

“Young man, how was your chess game? Interested in a plate?” The two middle-aged men didn't raise their heads to say a word when they heard someone entering the study.

“I'm sorry, I don't play chess, I play chess.” Wang Chao searched for a place and sat down generously.

“The roundabout is a struggle between the great Powers and the Wang Dao. And chess kills kings, just like piffs fight, one sword seals the throat. Both are obvious. Young man, have you read Zhuangzi's" Say Sword "? Wang Dao's sword, Pifu's sword, which one's tall and which one's low? ”

A middle-aged man raised his head and looked a little like Liao Junhua.

As soon as Wang Chao looked at the face, he knew that this man was Liu Junhua's father.

“I've only read the two stories in the history book" Rangers "and" Assassins ", and as for the other books, I'm not interested.” Wang Chao rubbed his hands.

“Ha ha, ha ha. He's an interesting young man. ”

Another middle-aged man also raised his head, the uncle of Zhujia.

The power of Zhujia's father's department is clearly not comparable to that of his mother, because Zhujia's uncle Zhu Tianliang Wang Chao has also seen it, but is a small city secretary, and now the rank of lieutenant general on this uncle's shoulder!

“I heard you had a problem with the leadership of the Six Armies? Actually, it's no big deal. Whatever defection charges, arrests, are bullshit. In my opinion, it's just offending your leadership and putting on your shoes. Young man, are you interested in transferring to our unit? I promise you, you just have to be funny, not only is the Major General no longer false, but he's real, interested in becoming a commander? ”

Liao Junhua's father clamped the pieces in his hands, knocked on the chessboard, and threw a stone-breaking astonishment.

“Do you think you can be king of the mountains, or do you think you can be a slave?” Wang Chao was not at all concerned about the stone's frightening words, but only questioned him.

(To be continued)