Kung Fu Soldier King

The beating was almost dark. I felt that I couldn't move until noon. I picked up the cell phone next to it and looked at it. Mom, it was all missed calls.

"I can't fight. The young lady is angry. I'll go back quickly." Fang die's move is fierce, but he is not fierce and soft.

Of course, it's necessary for a martial artist to be soft and hard, but it's just opposite to her ferocity.

Xiao Yan was much closer to her in this drill. He grabbed her and said, "what should I do if you go?"

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot to tell you. There is a road through the forest. There is a stop sign not far from that road. It's not long from Panjiayuan." Fang die said, turned and hurried back to the car. It seems that Ouyang Qingqing is really angry.

Xiao Yan was helpless and compared the moves. Then he found that he was covered with the fragrance of many girls.

Just now, they exchanged views with each other. Naturally, they couldn't avoid touching. They didn't care when playing. Now they smell a little abrupt.

He shook his head and bent down to pick up the clothes hanging next to him. As soon as he picked them up, a wooden plaque carved of sandalwood fell out of there.

The wooden plaque is antique. There is a pendant below. It is less than half a fist in size, but it is very exquisite. It is carved with a crane. Two words are written on the top right: flying crane.

"Hey, Fang die, your wooden card!" Xiao Yan ran forward a few steps and just saw Fang die start his body on the side of the road.

Fang die lowered the window. Half of the mask on her face had been taken off, but it was a little far away. Xiao Yan could only see that her face was good.

Fang die shouted in a clear voice, "no, it's your wooden card!"

Xiao Yan was stunned for a while. When he reacted, Fang die had long disappeared.

He picked up the wooden card and observed it. He guessed that it might be something Fang die used to thank him. Just now he didn't pass on good things to each other.

Although he has also learned the Kung Fu of white crane shining wings and piercing heart palm, how can Fang die's teaching compare with his master's experience?

Maybe she felt that friendship was too heavy, and finally left a wooden card to repay him. This wooden card should be a keepsake of the Fang family or the flying crane gate. Whether you need it or not in the future, it is also a little thought of the girl of others, so Xiao Yan simply put it away.

According to Fang die's instructions, he went out of the woods and came to a bus stop. Xiao Yan looked at it and it said: Qinglong lake.

Xiao Yan looked around from the stop sign and couldn't find pan Jiayuan. He asked the humanitarian waiting for the bus: "brother, if I walk to pan Jiayuan, how many minutes can I get there?"

"What?" the man was stunned. Xiao Yan repeated the question again. The man rolled his eyes and said, "it's impossible to arrive tomorrow morning."

What's going on?

It turned out that this is Yanxi villa area, one in the West and one in the East with Panjiayuan. It's not a matter of distance. It's a fucking distance, okay?

I haven't learned a somersault. What's the matter with you leaving me here? The next time you see Ouyang Qingqing, you must complain.

There's no way. Xiao Yan can't find it by bus because he really doesn't know how to go back. And there's no taxi waiting here.

So he called the fat man and asked him to meet him.

When he reported his location, the fat man, who had been in Yanjing for many years, was stunned and asked, "Ninth master, we couldn't find you early in the morning. We thought you left without saying goodbye. It turned out that you strolled to Qinglong lake for morning exercise..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Hurry to pick me up. I'm starving." it's almost noon and I haven't had breakfast yet.

The fat man pulled Yue Wuyou, and Dao Qinglong Lake pulled Xiao Yan up. It was almost past the meal point. The three ordered several dishes and served several bottles of wine in Quanjude. Xiao Yan revealed his intention to leave with the two.

"Why are you leaving so soon? Stay a few more days, and the brothers can entertain you." Yue Wuyou was stunned and opened a drink for Xiao Yan.

The fat man was already unhappy. He was playing with his temper. He grabbed the wine bottle and blew it in one breath.

Xiao Yan photographed the fat man and said, "all the banquets in the world end. I came to Beijing to take the task. I will soon go south to Dongjiang city. If my brothers are uncomfortable in Yanjing in the future, just come to me. As long as I have a bite to eat, you will have both of you."

"It's also our honor to meet the ninth master. Since the ninth master has official business, we don't dare to ask him to stay. But no matter how urgent it is, we'll drink first and pick up some gifts after drinking. The ninth Master goes to Beijing and can't go back empty handed..." Yue Wuyou is a person of the scene. He speaks and works carefully.

Xiao Yan actually wanted to keep Yue Wuyou around. He could be a military division level figure, but everyone was brothers. It was OK to ask for help when in trouble. If you work all day, you won't be a brother. It's like Luo Dongyao treating him as an employee.

The fat man took a long time to relax and said with red eyes, "anyway, I'll just say one word. If I need my brother in the future, just speak. I'll never say goodbye..."

These two people can make friends, Xiao Yan knows. But as he said, all the feasts in the world end. It's time for him to go south.

After dinner, the fat man and Yue Wuyou took Xiao Yan around Panjiayuan and bought a lot of things. After dinner in the evening, they sent Xiao Yan to the west railway station.

Several national security agents in plain clothes came and helped Xiao Yan put the gifts on the special train. After waving goodbye to them, Xiao Yan stepped on the southbound train.

It can also be said to be a train home! Because he has a family in Jinling now.

The train had been running for several hours. When he woke up, he had reached Jinling. To meet him is long Feiyan.

Then he had to hand over the task with song Zijin. There, song Zijin signed some of his official documents and didn't shout at Xiao Yan.

Because Xiao Yan's current position is almost the same as his. As long as he can survive from Dongjiang this time, song Zijin's position as deputy director of the seventh bureau is estimated to be Xiao Yan's.

Of course, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and song Zijin will go to a higher level. As for whether he is the director or not, I don't know.

Song Zijin was shocked when he got the ox shaped copper wine brought by Xiao Yan. He promised to help him find out and let him put it down.

He trusted the seventh inning very much. He knew that these people really wanted to contribute to the country. Without any doubt, put down your things before you leave.

First, I went back to LUSHEN palace and stayed with Liang Yuwei for one night. The next day, I asked Zhang Manli to send the gifts brought back from Beijing to Miao Wanqing, ye min and others.

It's nothing more than valuable jewelry and gold and silver jewelry. Women like this set.

When Zhang Manli left, she reminded him that Su Qing had finished the Party school training and came back, so he had better go and see him.

Xiao Yan also knew that he owed Su Qing an apology, a solemn apology.

Originally, he wanted to go to Jiangbei to see Luo Hong. Since Su Qing has come back, he should first see Su Qing and then take the time to see Luo Hong.

He's on business. Once he goes south, it's not so easy to come back often, so he's very busy these days.

Moreover, his yearning for lonely songs is becoming stronger and stronger. Their occasional calls and few video meetings can't satisfy him.

Leng Qingge is now often active in dangerous areas, going out into refugee camps and treating refugees.

She is now employed by the World Health Organization (who) as a professional consultant of the Western Pacific Regional Office and an expert of the expert committee. At present, the image ambassador of Jinling's health department is a cold song.

He also nominated an image ambassador of Chinese health. His portrait can often be seen in the corridors of Jinling hospitals or medical newspapers.

Even as an image figure of the overseas assistance group, Xiao Yan has hugged the first lady of China. Xiao Yan has never received this honor.

But the busier she was, the less Xiao Yan contacted her, and the deeper the thoughts between them were, which was difficult to restrain.