He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

After saying that, Fang Xinwu curled up a cruel sneer, as if he was about to vent all his pent-up anger with Gao Gangsheng on the poor old man.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Beixing couldn't help but silently mourn for the deceased for three seconds.

Hehe, I can't let the "Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Qing Dynasty" I just studied go to waste; it has to come in handy eventually...

The debriefing session ended unpleasantly in a tense atmosphere between the two.

Gao Gang and Fang Xinwu disagreed with each other, each believing their own deployment was the most reasonable. They each snorted and turned away.

Zhang Beixing followed absentmindedly, his mind still racing, trying to figure out how to extract the information he needed from Weng Sha.

Seeing the two part ways, Zhang Beixing chuckled helplessly.

In fact, the two are essentially the same, stubborn and persistent until they achieve their goals. There is no right or wrong, only different perspectives and stances.

Fang Xinwu's beloved SUV was completely totaled, with all the windows shattered. Although the fire was extinguished in time, only the frame remained.

He stood with his hands on his hips in front of the car, sighing repeatedly as if lamenting the passing of spring and the coming of autumn.

The team member, Quick Translator, left his own vehicle with Gao Gang and drove away with the others.

In other words, there was only one car left under the bridge at that time.

Gao Gang was clearly aware of this as well. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly drove up to Fang Xinwu, looking slightly uneasy.

"Get in the car, I'll give you a ride."

Fang Xinwu turned around and sat in the passenger seat without any hesitation.

He said indignantly, "If it weren't for saving you, my car wouldn't have been totaled. Shouldn't you have given me a ride?"

"Yes, yes, I should, I owe you." Gao Gang smiled with a dark face.

Fang Xinwu gave a haughty snort: "Good to know."

Although they had just argued, men are like that; sometimes you don't know someone until you fight with them, and it's normal for them to bicker occasionally.

Zhang Beixing silently sat in the back seat, engrossed in studying the Ten Great Tortures, and had no time to participate in the verbal dispute between the two.

Gao Gang drove the car off the bridge, stepping on the gas as it sped along the special economic zone roads. The three men, each lost in their own thoughts, remained silent.

The scenery outside the car window rushed past.

During the journey, Fang Xinwu rolled down the car window and stood facing the wind, as if trying to blow away the pent-up emotions in his heart.

Shortly after, his phone rang.

Fang Xinwu looked down at the caller ID, sighed sadly, and then answered the phone.

He spoke to the other party in fluent Southern Xinjiang language.

"what happened?"

"Qif, I've been exposed! Parkza and his men are coming to arrest me!"

A tense and urgent voice came through the receiver; the caller was none other than his informant, Gong Cai.

Fang Xinwu reassured him, "Don't panic, don't panic. Wait for me at the train station. I'll bring money to find you, okay?"

"Then hurry up and come, I'm so scared."

"OK, wait for me!"

Gao Gang, who was gripping the steering wheel, turned his head and asked, "What happened?"

Fang Xinwu sighed softly, "Gongchai has been discovered by Puzha, and he is in danger now. I have to go and meet him."

Although he did not mention the mission exceeding the time limit again, Gao Gang knew perfectly well that it was his mistake that had put the informant in danger.

As an intelligence operative, if the safety of informants cannot be guaranteed, the middleman will lose all trust.

This could even expose them and expose them to the threat of death!
Gao Gang didn't mince words and said directly, "I'll go with you."

Fang Xinwu nodded, offering no objection.

Gao Gang glanced at Zhang Beixing, who was engrossed in reading, through the rearview mirror and said, "Captain Zhang, please take care of the base team members for now."

Zhang Beixing looked up and squinted slightly.

"Just the two of you? Can you handle that?"

"Don't worry, we'll rescue him before Parkja finds him."

Zhang Beixing chuckled softly: "But I just heard more than one person breathing during the call."

Upon hearing this, the two were both stunned.

Is it the sound of more than one person breathing?

what does this mean?
Could it be... that Gongchai has been taken into custody?
Was this a trap set by Park Jae to lure him into walking into it?
Fang Xinwu was startled and blurted out in surprise, "Captain Zhang, your hearing is that sharp?"

"It's better to believe it's true than not to believe it." Gao Gang frowned slightly. "Now that the informant has been arrested, should we still go to the train station?"

Fang Xinwu said resolutely, "I don't want anyone else to lose their life because of me, so I've decided to go."

Zhang Beixing remained noncommittal, only saying calmly, "Whether you believe me or not, you must be careful."

After saying that, he added something to himself.

"However, there are many people at the train station, so they probably won't dare to use their guns. You two should be able to handle it."

Zhang Beixing pointed to the intersection ahead: "I'll get off there and take a taxi home myself."

Fang Xinwu turned his head and asked, "Do you speak the Southern Xinjiang language? The drivers here are ruthless at ripping off tourists from other places."

Zhang Beixing raised his hand and waved the Southern Xinjiang language textbook he had taken out from somewhere.

"I'm well-prepared. If I don't know how, I can learn. Don't worry, it won't stump me."

Fang Xinwu inexplicably didn't want to continue the conversation.

He spent over a decade working his way up in the Golden Triangle, overcoming countless difficulties to develop his fluent language skills.

So you dare to wander around with just a textbook?
This is clearly looking down on me!

Seeing that Fang Xinwu didn't believe him, Zhang Beixing, who loved this kind of defiance, immediately uttered two sentences fluently:

“TinghanhvàGaoGangcócmgiáctt.“

“Khngphiti, khánginghth.”

Zhang Beixing spoke so fluently and naturally that Fang Xinwu questioned his existence.

Fang Xinwu frowned upon hearing this and said indignantly, "You and him are the ones with a homoerotic relationship! Stop pretending, it's obvious you've known this for years! You've been studying it for years, haven't you?"

“No,” Zhang Beixing retorted calmly. “I just learned it, it’s very simple. Sigh, I really don’t understand the mentality of those people who spend years learning a foreign language.”

"..."

Fang Xinwu rolled his eyes.

Haha, then I'm really sorry for all the years I've studied!

The vehicle came to a stop at the intersection ahead, and Zhang Beixing and the two went their separate ways, agreeing to meet at the base that night.

Gao Gang was curious about the content of their conversation.

Fang Xinwu said irritably, "Kids shouldn't ask so many questions."

Gao Gang pointed to his dark face in surprise, his expression full of confusion.

"...Am I still young?"

Zhang Beixing smiled and waved goodbye.

"This means you're young."

young?

Gao Gang exclaimed "Oh!" as if he had just realized something, and chuckled as he looked at Fang Xinwu with approval in his eyes.

"Hmm, not bad, you have good taste!"

Seeing Gao Gang's burning gaze, Fang Xinwu felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

"Stop looking, it's disgusting, drive!"

"Okay, sit tight!"

Gao Gang immediately slammed on the gas pedal.

- Om!

The car sped away, its destination: the train station!
……

Zhang Beixing watched the two leave, but instead of immediately taking a taxi back to the resort, he strolled around the streets.

Fang Xinwu's base was extremely remote; to put it bluntly, it was in the middle of nowhere.

There wasn't even a decent road in the mountainous area, and the village store had nothing but firewood, rice, oil, and salt. He planned to buy some necessities before heading back.

After today's fierce battle, it's time to replenish the team's nutrition; just eating dry rations isn't a solution.

Special forces soldiers are used to hardship, but there's no need to deliberately torture themselves; that's ascetic practice, not military training.

After asking a woman for directions by the roadside, Zhang Bei headed straight into a large local farmers' market.

Beef, lamb, pork, seafood, and various vegetables such as scallions, ginger, and garlic are all available.

Zhang Beixing threw all his belongings into the dimensional space, making it extremely convenient and taking up very little space.

In addition to various hot pot bases and ingredients, Zhang Beixing also purchased a thick stack of A4 paper.

As for its specific uses, we'll have to wait until the old man wakes up and experiences it for himself.

Hehehe... The classic villain's laughter is back!

Thinking of this, a chilling smile appeared on Zhang Beixing's face.

The night was as dark as ink, a crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the base was as bright as day. ...

After receiving a call from Gao Gang and the other person confirming their safety, Zhang Beixing immediately announced that he would treat everyone to hot pot that evening.

The team members were overjoyed and volunteered to help prepare the ingredients.

Guo Bing was assigned to pick vegetables and sat at the same table as Zhang Beixing, who was in charge of the complicated cleaning work.

Zhang Beixing was engrossed in washing the vegetables, his focused expression drawing attention.

Feeling the atmosphere was a bit dull, Guo Bing took the initiative to find a topic to talk about.

"Captain Zhang, did you graduate from a military academy?"

"No," Zhang Beixing replied casually while washing vegetables. "I didn't go to university; I joined the army as soon as I reached the required age."

"Oh, I see. Then you must be younger than me."

Zhang Beixing replied lightly, "I'll be nineteen soon. How about you?"

Guo Bing was stunned upon hearing this. Only nineteen?

What should I do if I suddenly have the illusion that I'm an old cow eating young grass?
But then I thought, "A woman three years older than her husband is a lucky charm," so this age difference is actually quite suitable.

But she didn't reveal her age, only chuckling and teasing:

"Team Leader Zhang, it's impolite to ask a girl's age so casually."

Zhang Beixing smiled apologetically: "My apologies, it was just a casual question."

Guo Bing rested her chin on her hand, casually picking vegetables: "If I didn't know you were a special forces soldier, I would definitely think you were the most handsome guy at the PLA Academy of Arts."

"you flatter me."

On the other side of the room, Song Kaifei and Li Erniu were helping Master Guo, busy cutting meat and processing seafood.

Watching his captain chatting happily with the female special police officer, Song Kaifei was filled with envy.

Apart from He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing, who were on duty, the other team members were preparing their favorite ingredients.

Around 8 p.m., Gao Gang and Fang Xinwu, having successfully completed their mission, finally returned!
Bathed in the bright moonlight, the two, despite their tattered clothes, made it back to the mountain resort base unscathed.

Looking exhausted, Fang Xinwu had changed into new clothes from somewhere, while Gao Gang was covered in mud.

Fortunately, the two looked relaxed, so the informant must have escaped safely.

The hidden dangers caused by the mission's overtime were finally eliminated, the dispute came to an end, and the two regained their old partnership.

What's striking is that Fang Xinwu has a new look this time.

In the Golden Triangle, mastering camouflage skills is an essential ability for survival.

After removing his wig and goatee, Fang Xinwu looked refreshing and handsome, truly a visual standout.

Even among all military and police officers, his looks would easily rank second!
As for who's at the top of the list, just look at Guo Bing, who's "focused" on picking vegetables—ever since Zhang Beixing sat down across from her to help wash the vegetables, her eyes haven't left him.

Gao Gang and Fang Xinwu walked side by side, chatting and laughing.

"Your look today is a bit odd," Gao Gang said, glancing sideways. "Why don't you put on the costume? I'm afraid people won't recognize you."

Fang Xinwu curled his lip: "What kind of aesthetic sense is this? Look at yourself, covered in mud. Is that your blood or the enemy's?"

"Of course it's not mine, it just got on me by accident during the fight."

"Hehe, let's keep it like this then, it looks much better."

Amidst laughter and conversation, the two entered the house.

Upon their return, the team members greeted them warmly.

"Captain Gao!"

"Captain Gao!"

"Everyone, please sit down and continue with your work."

Gao Gang responded with a smile.

Seeing the table laden with hot pot ingredients, he exclaimed in surprise, "Hot pot tonight? Who's so generous?"

Guo Bing immediately stood up and excitedly pointed to Zhang Beixing across the table: "Captain Zhang is treating us."

Upon hearing that Zhang Beixing was hosting the event, Gao Gang quickly said politely, "Military allowances aren't high, don't let us eat up your entire monthly salary. How about I contribute too?"

He understood the other party's good intentions, but Zhang Beixing never relied on his salary to make a living.

Xu Tianlong laughed from the side, "Hey, Captain Gao, don't worry about it. Our captain's family is in the real estate business. We could eat hotpot for a year and still not bankrupt him."

Gao Gang clicked his tongue in amazement: "So he's a rich second-generation!"

Zhang Beixing immediately shook his head: "Wrong."

"Huh? You must have made your fortune in real estate over the past ten years or so, right?" Gao Gang asked, puzzled. "You're not considered a second-generation rich kid?"

After a brief pause, Zhang Beixing replied seriously, "Actually, he's a third-generation rich kid."

Gao Gang: "."

Seeing their captain get the short end of the stick, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Fang Xinwu did not join in the conversation; he sat alone on the covered bridge, silently smoking.

After slicing the meat, Master Guo, seeing that dinner was about to be served, slipped over to Fang Xinwu and invited him to join him for dinner.

Fang Xinwu exhaled smoke rings, staring at Master Guo beside him, and suddenly seemed to be in a daze.

"You look like someone? Like that person, don't you?"

Master Guo exclaimed with delight, "You have a good eye! Many people say the same thing!"

Fang Xinwu pondered intently: "Like that...who was it again? Right on the tip of my tongue."

Master Guo chuckled and sang an impromptu song to help him recall the moment.

He narrowed his eyes, gathering his emotions, and made a microphone shape with his hand, singing in a hoarse, soulful voice: "How can I express my love? How did things turn out like this between two people! I can only burn this merciless—silence!"

As the song echoed, Fang Xinwu suddenly realized something.

"Oh, oh, oh, I remember now!" Fang Xinwu pointed confidently at Master Guo, "...Aaron Kwok!"

Before he could finish speaking, Master Guo's lips twitched, and his face instantly collapsed.

"Tsk, to be honest, I seriously doubt your intelligence capabilities now."

Fang Xinwu asked in confusion, "Isn't it Aaron Kwok?"

Hearing the commotion, Li Erniu and Song Kaifei also came over to watch.

Li Erniu scoffed, "What Aaron Kwok? It's clearly Leon Lai! Even Old Yellow Ox in our village knows that!"

Song Kaifei was stunned: "Huh? I thought it was Yang Kun!"

Listening to the three people's outrageous guesses, Master Guo felt utterly exhausted.

He exclaimed indignantly in a Hong Kong and Taiwan accent, "Damn it, it's clearly Jacky Cheung!"

what?
It's Jacky Cheung?

Putting aside the singing voice, the difference in appearance is simply too great!

Fang Xinwu stared at the master in disbelief, amused by his frustrated expression.

"Hehe, do I look like Eddie Peng?"

Master Guo pursed his lips and rolled his eyes wildly.

Li Erniu and Song Kaifei were already laughing so hard they were doubled over.

Laughter is contagious; before they knew it, several people were laughing until their stomachs hurt.

Men's happiness is often so pure and simple.

"It's time to eat!"

Guo Bingqing's clear voice came from inside the house. "Come on, come on, let's go eat!"
Upon hearing that dinner was served, Li Erniu immediately perked up and, without saying a word, pulled Fang Xinwu into the house.

"I'm coming!"

Master Guo responded and followed.

Song Kaifei suddenly grabbed him.

Master Guo asked in confusion, "Is something the matter?"

Song Kaifei lowered his voice slyly, "It's nothing serious, I just wanted to ask, cough cough, does your sister have a boyfriend?"

"My sister?"

Seeing Song Kaifei's lewd gaze, Master Guo immediately frowned.

Upon hearing that the other party had designs on Guo Bing, his smile vanished instantly.

Don't even think about it! You're not her type.

When his casual question was met with a firm refusal, Song Kaifei pouted in grievance.

"So stingy, I can't even ask around? Are you some kind of siscon?" (End of Chapter)