Chapter 7 The First Crisis

Chapter 7 Crisis

GZ City, TH District, in a villa...

There is a chair under the high second brother Guan's divine platform. There is an old man who is about 70 years old. His hair is white, his face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth are smiling. If it weren't for a centipede-like scar lying on his left cheek from his forehead to the corners of his mouth, it would have been a little kind of kindness.

Opposite the old man stood a young man. Looking at the appearance of his age in his early 20s, the young man stood straight, wearing a white shirt and washed white jeans. He was about 175cm tall, slender, fair skin, handsome face with broken hair over his shoulders, giving people the overall feeling of handsome, especially the young man's pair The heartbreaking eyes, no matter how cold and arrogant a woman, will be melted by his gentle eyes. The young man stood like this without saying a word. He was waiting for the question of the old man on the opposite side, because he knew that he could only answer in front of the old man on the opposite side forever...

The old man looked at the young man standing opposite with a kind face and whispered with a smile, "Wu Yang, how's Xiaobo's matter going?"

"The basic situation has been clarified. We checked the outdoor surveillance video of XX Square and saw that when Meibo and his party caught Zhang Qian, they accidentally met a young man in XX Square. The young man killed everyone, including Meibo, and then went away. After that, Zhang Qian also ran in the direction of the young man. I have gone. It is preliminarily estimated that the young man may be with Zhang Qian now. The young man called Wu Yang replied respectfully.

"Have you seen Meibo's bodies?" The old man still asked with a smile.

According to Wu Yang's observation, except for Huang Ming's death after being stabbed in the cervical spine, Meibo and others were all caused by external force to shift internal organs, some organs were broken, and internal bleeding and died, especially Mei Bo, and the whole heart was turned into a pile of meat. And the young man was only kicked in the whole surveillance video. Wu Yang answered calmly and without any surprise, as if the death of Meibo and others was not surprising.

"Oh? It's a little interesting. You can kick Meibo and others to death, and when they all have guns, Wu Yang, can you do it?" There is no doubt that the young people in Wuyang mentioned the interest of the old man, but it was just interest...

"Uncle Li, Wu Yang can't do it." The young man answered righteously, but he didn't feel ashamed.

"Oh? So you are no match for that young man?" The old man who was called Uncle Li by Wu Yang straightened up and asked. Wu Yang's arrogance was very clear, and Wu Yang's strength was better than anyone else. Although he looked weak, Wu Yang was the best of his many adopted sons. What Uncle Li appreciated most was his emptiness, as if something. Of course, Wu Yang's pride is not unreasonable. As a 17-year-old man who came out of 5,000 peers in the European killer training camp with the first place, how can he be summarized in two words? And the so-called first place, that is the only survivor among the 5,000 people, is cruel enough just by looking at this number. (It is not hard to describe the plot of the killer camp here. This kind of plot is involved in many novels, so that you don't want to say that I plagiarize. The reason why I mention the killer camp is just to set off the power of Wuyang. ) And Wu Yang has never lived up to Uncle Li's expectations. With the growing growth of the youth gang in recent years, contact with the top gangs and drug lords in the world has also become more and more frequent. Wu Yang, as a sharp knife for Uncle Li, the boss of the youth gang, has never failed in carrying out the assassination task assigned by Uncle Li. You know, the most indispensable among those drug lords is the top mercenaries. Bodyguard, protection of killers.

"I can't beat him, but I can kill him!" Wu Yang said confidently. Indeed, killers never need to fight against their enemies. He just needs to find what he thinks is the most appropriate time, the most appropriate place, and use the most appropriate way!

"Well, I'll leave this matter to you. You also know the importance of Zhang Qian. Remember, in any case, bring Zhang Qian back alive! Otherwise, I can't explain it to the master... Oh, if possible, bring the young man back. Just tell Awei what you need. Awei is in charge of foreign affairs in Feiyingtang. Every time Wuyang goes out for missions, such as some *, weapons, or the provision of intelligence, etc., A Wei is responsible for it.

"Wu Yang understands that I will start in a while. Uncle Li, you can rest assured." Wu Yang always replied respectfully.

"Well, of course I'm relieved if you go, but it's still the old saying that if you encounter difficulties, protect yourself first!" It seemed that an elder's concern for the younger generation, Uncle Li said kindly when Wu Yang left.

After listening to Uncle Li's words, Wu Yang nodded disbelief and turned around and walked out of Uncle Li's room. Protect yourself first? The old man doesn't know whether he is stupid or when others are stupid. If he really gives up his target in order to save himself, even if he comes back alive, he can't see the sun the next day, and he is still tortured to death by the old man. Just looking at the old brothers, he ran back when he believed the old man's words and the goal was not completed. He was skinned and dug his heart by the old man himself. The name of Hu Li with a smiling face is not in vain. Hearing Hu Li's seemingly concerned words in the end, Wu Yang did not dare to take it to heart at all.

"The young man who can make Wu Yang feel ashamed of himself is really looking forward to it. Don't let me down, hehehehehe..." In the room where Wu Yang left, Uncle Li smiled and said to himself that the expression on his face was still so kind, of course, except for the ferocious scar on his face.

In this regard, the crisis against Wolf began after Uncle Li's seemingly easy conversation with Wu Yang, and can Wolf really be killed as easily as Wu Yang said?

For the first time since leaving home, he ate enough food and slept with the comfortable Simmons, but the wolf did not seem to miss this novelty. In the morning, after the first ray of sunshine shone into the wolf's sleeping room along the tight curtains, the wolf resolutely turned over and got up. At this time, the clock by the bed pointed to 6 o'clock.

Wearing the white Adidas sportswear that Zhang Qian prepared for herself last night, it seems to fit well. A wolf doesn't know what sportswear, but only knows that it is comfortable to wear. Zhang Qian said that it is his eldest brother's clothes. It seems that Zhang Qian's eldest brother is similar to her own figure.

When he came to the spacious living room of 80 square meters outside, the wolf compared it from side to side and felt that it was a suitable area for his body to move. He had not exercised since he went out. The main reason was that he had nothing to eat every day and had to save physical strength. I came to the middle of the living room, moved some furniture such as coffee tables and tables to the side, and began the first item of my morning exercise. I stood upside down with one hand, alternating 1000 times each.

Wolf stood upside down with his right hand on the ground, with his left hand behind his back, and his body was not leaning against any object, so he stood quietly like this. With the bending of his right elbow joint again and again, his body also followed the ups and downs. Every time he did it, Wolf was adjusting his breathing. Wolf had his own breathing since he was a child. In the way, the old bastard told himself that every time he exhaled his breath, he exhaled the carbon dioxide in his lungs as much as possible. When his breath was close to dry, he slowly inhaled new air and must be kept stable. Similarly, he should also do his best to inhale his own limit when breathing inhaling. To put it bluntly, it's aerobic exercise, but the wolf did it more thoroughly and did it longer than others, 20 years at a time. Why did the old bastard not say why he breathed like this, but after he followed this, he didn't see any effect at first, but after a long time, the wolf felt that his breathing was longer than before, and every time he went out for training, the injury healed faster than before.

As the bending speed of the wolf's right elbow continues to accelerate, the ups and downs of the wolf's body also accelerate, but the wolf's breathing still hasn't changed. If you look carefully, there is no sweat dripping on his head, which is impossible in the eyes of ordinary people. Then, A Lang suddenly alternated from his right hand to his left hand, doing the same action over and over again... After a while, A Wolf played with his left hand and stood up. Except for his slightly infrared face, there was no other sign at all. It was impossible to see that it was the person who had just done strenuous exercise, and the time to complete the whole set of movements was just 5 minutes.

Maybe the sound of the wolf moving things before disturbed Zhang Qian, who was sleeping. Just as the wolf just stood up, Zhang Qian also yawned from the room in her pajamas...

To be honest, Zhang Qian hated this feeling. When she came back last night, it was past four o'clock. She took a shower and lay down and thought about things for a long time. Basically, she didn't close her eyes until dawn. Unexpectedly, as soon as she fell asleep, she heard a sparse voice from the living room outside. Although the voice was not loud, she She didn't sleep well, but was woken up. After the Meibo incident the first day, she didn't dare to sleep again, so she had to drag her tired body out of the room to see what was going on, but she didn't think that if the Qing Gang really came, wouldn't she send the sheep into the tiger's mouth if she went out so rashly?