Chapter 122 The Country is thousands of miles

"Oh, no wonder it's said that ten miles are different days. It's already a little winter here!" After more than four hours of flight, the huge Boeing 747 slowly stopped on the runway and followed the flow of people. As soon as Wang Chan walked out of the cabin door, he felt cold on his face and exhaled.

Although it is late autumn at this time in China, and the sun at noon in the capital is still very hot, it is located in a foreign country. The average temperature in Novosibirsk, Russia has reached below zero, especially now that it is getting late. There is thin ice outside the cabin, and a cold fierce air comes to the face, reflecting the brilliant lights in the distance. It's really fantastic.

Even if you haven't really set foot on a foreign land, the Russian dialect full of ears, full of blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, really make people sigh with emotion.

Sporadic snow crumbs are thrown into the sky, and the cities in the far north have a different taste compared with China. The Russians who came out first cheered happily and ran to the distance, but when each of them passed by Wang Chan, they were surprised to look at Wang Chan's very thin clothes. These people can't understand at all. After the legendary Chinese kung fu has reached its peak, the god is invulnerable in winter and heat. Strange.

He took a deep breath and swallowed it into his stomach. Wang Chan narrowed his eyes and looked around. He found that there was no abnormal situation near the plane, and no one had ever been hostile to him. He knew that he had finally taken this step in time. Although the matter of the Westin Hotel had been exposed, those people in the end. It's a step late.

The current "Siberia" is a vast area of North Asia in Russia. It starts from the Ural Mountains in the west to the Pacific Ocean in the east, the Arctic Ocean in the north, and the mountains in the north-central part of Kazakhstan in the southwest, and neighboring China, Mongolia and Korea in the south. It covers an area of more than 10 million square kilometers. Except for the southwest end, it is almost all in Russia. The area is vast, full of forests, lakes and rivers, and mountains. The further north you go, the colder it will be. When you get to the innermost Arctic Circle, it is almost inaccessible. Without people, the land is vast and sparsely populated. It is the best place to hide and avoid trouble.

However, Wang Chan's understanding of this place is only something dictated to him by Zhou Lin. Time is in a hurry. He doesn't know what Zhou Lin has in specific arrangements, and he doesn't bother to think about it.

Since the daytime, Wang Chan has been killed in the Westin Hotel. He has been killed by the knife and the blade. He has killed all the whole group of people of Lin Changzhi, Yue Po and Tang Xieshou. So far, it has only been more than five hours. However, after this departure, thousands of miles away from the country, although Wang Chan's heart is as firm as a rock, he is in a different place and his family and country are looking far away, but he is inevitably sad for a while. I just feel that I have come down the mountain and been involved in a lot of right and wrong. Now from the beginning, it's really like having a strange dream!

Following the flow of people, he slowly walked into the terminal of Novosibirsk Airport. Wang Chan turned his eyes and soon saw a young man in leather clothes and trousers in the dense pick-up crowd, holding a wooden sign in his hand, on which the three bold characters "Meng Shentong" were written on white paper. It was his passport. The pseudonym mentioned by Zhou Lin.

At the moment, he stepped forward and didn't say much. He just nodded, and went out of the airport with the young man one after another, got into an off-road jeep, and the two roared away.

"Fortunately, the snow is only snowing now, otherwise the flight will be delayed a few hours earlier. If you want to come out smoothly, you will have to add a lot of trouble. But now you can rest assured that when you get here, at least if you want to catch you in China, the time will be delayed for a period of time. By the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Wu Zhong, and I help Uncle Zhou take care of his business..."

Wu Zhong is obviously deeply trusted by Zhou Lin. Although he may not be able to make it clear to him about Wang Chan's crimes in Beijing, he must have said something. I only know that Wang Chan caused a big disaster in China and had no choice but to run to Russia to "reach out", and the crime is estimated that the crime will never be small. Since then, the world has been so big that I'm afraid I can't return to China in a short time!

Zhou Lin is not very famous in China, but he has been smuggling border trade for so many years, and most of his real strength has been abroad. Otherwise, he could not safely transport the batch of cultural relics and antiques looted by the Eight-Nation Alliance safely with his own strength. And Wu Zhong and others, in addition to some hungry Chinese who were originally born in Russia, are also like Wang Chan, who smuggled out because they broke the law and killed people in China.

So, Wu Zhong's natural way is that if Wang Chan is not in time to catch up and take a plane to go abroad, as long as it is a little later and wants to come out, he will have to take a detour route and find a way from the land road. Thanks to Zhou Lin's deep understanding of this, there is also Mr. Zhang's relationship that can be used, which has long left a way out for Wang Chan and prepared all the procedures in advance.

Although Wang Chan did not add more than five minutes before and after the murder, he swaggered into the hotel room, but did not secretly cover up his figure. After that, he killed the killer in the street square and was seen by countless people. He did not know how many people had called the police at the same time. It was naturally easy to find out. But this time Wang Chan took the first step and took the opportunity. One move first, step by step, but it was enough.

Even if it is far away from home and country, it is hundreds of times better than staying in the country to be surrounded and killed by the army. And even if the country already knows the route and destination of Wang Chan's escape at this time, it will be tied up because of the separation of the country. When they open all the joints and the communication is perfect, I don't know that it will be delayed. It's enough for Wang Chan to prepare for all the changes.

"Hmm!" Wang Chan sat in the back seat and narrowed his eyes slightly. Somehow, his expression fell into Wu Zhong's eyes while driving through the rearview mirror, which made him inexplicably shocked. He couldn't help shaking his head and calm down: "Just now, before you arrived, Uncle Zhou contacted me. He asked me to tell you that the country The internal reaction is very strong. The capital has become a mess. It is estimated that it will not take long to carry out all-round monitoring and monitoring on him, so after you are told to come here, don't take the initiative to contact him. It makes you feel at ease to stay here, and you can't free to catch you in China for a while. But he also wants you to be careful. After all, it's not clear and dark. No one knows how many secret agents and spies have been installed here in China.

"Oh! That's what Zhou Lin told you..." Wang Chan didn't say anything and smiled faintly: "If I can come out, I'm not afraid that they will chase me!" You don't have to worry... but we are going now. Where are we going? I need a very quiet place..."

"Uncle Zhou has already told me that we have a house here, a three-story building, and the next two floors are rented to a father and daughter. The upper floor will be reserved for you. Let's live in peace of mind first. When the things in Vladivostok are over, let's go through the Siberian railway. As for a quieter place... ... There are only more than 1.5 million people in this city. Compared with a large city with a population of tens of millions in China, I don't know how many times quiet it is. If you still think it's noisy, you can simply move to the forest in the suburbs. There are many wooden houses for the forest people there, as long as you rent them for a little ruble. However, according to Uncle Zhou's meaning, you have committed a lot of crimes in China. You can send secret agents to arrest you, so I still suggest that you live in the city, otherwise there will be no people out of the city. If you block you, you can't run away. At least they dare not do too much in the city, no.

"Oh? Russia also has domestic agents!" Wang Chan's heart is as strong as iron. After killing people, he died in the world, and there is no regret in his heart. In today's society, with his surname, if he refuses to give in and endure humiliation, it is basically unavoidable: "It's also a person under the National Security Bureau?"

The National Security Agency is not as simple as a department. The internal division of labor is clear and complex. Although Yue Poru is the director, he can't dominate all of them. There are still some special departments directly in the hands of Zhongnanhai. It is similar to the FBI in the United States and the military in the United Kingdom. There have always been many rumors and rumors among the people.

Just like the emperor's personal soldiers in the Ming Dynasty, the fanzi of the east and west factories, and the secret organization blood droplets created by Emperor Yongzheng, it has always been covered with a thick veil in the eyes of outsiders, and what is displayed in the eyes of the world is just the tip of the iceberg. It seems that the 007 in the movie, in short, is the legendary god and omnipotent. The word agent is very mysterious.

"Hey, in this world now, although there is no large-scale conflict war, several major powers are still fighting between themselves. Which country has not planted countless spies in someone else's territory! It's the same with Lao Maozi. These are all things that everyone knows. However, these agents are just the same thing. The key is to hide and not be found by others. As for whether they are from Guoan or not, I don't know.

"Do people here like to practice boxing?" Looking out through the window, I saw a lot of martial arts halls and Taoist halls with oriental signs along the way. Most of them were Japanese karate and Korean taekwondo. I also saw several Chinese martial arts halls, but the facades seemed to be very small, and the lights inside were dark, unlike the previous ones with bright lights, I could see the voices inside. Boiling.

Wang Chan did not talk to Wu Zhongduo about the agent and Guoan, but was silent for a while and suddenly asked questions. When he was in China, he had long heard a saying that Chinese martial arts are typical "flowering in the wall and fragrant outside the wall". Chinese people do not like to practice boxing and martial arts, but in some places in Europe and the United States, martial arts are in full bloom. Many boxers lead their families and go abroad to teach boxing, and their life is much better than in China.

However, then again, there is nothing we can do. The times are developing, and martial arts are declining. It has been a long time since the era of "strengthening the country with martial arts and strengthening the hearts of the people". It is normal for a large number of boxing masters to leave their inheritance.

"In this city, there are only more than 10,000 Chinese, and the Russians are not so friendly. The xenophobic mood is very strong, so the Chinese or foreigners here either have a gun hidden on their bodies, or go to the martial arts school to learn some fists and feet. The key is self-protection and self-defense. You know, there are many bad people here. "."

Suddenly, Wu Zhong, who was driving, sneered a few times and answered, and his voice somehow seemed a little low.

Wang Chan took a look at Wu Zhong in front of him. As early as the first moment the two met in the airport, he found that this Wu Zhong was thick and tough, strong on the top of his head, his neck was not stiff, and his palms were full of callos. Obviously, he was also a trained person. He knew that it was not easy to live in a different country, especially Wu. People like Zhong must fight and kill.

"With so many martial arts halls, there must be many Chinese boxers here. Do you know which one of them is the best?" Wang Chan's heart moved and he was a little curious. Foreign countries are not as good as domestic ones. Although they are turbulent, they are the most suitable environment for boxing and martial arts practice.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance!!

Sometimes, foreigners don't believe in tears, but only believe whose fists are bigger and harder.

Vicing the opponent in the physical competition is often the most direct victory.

"There are a lot of people who are good at boxing in Siberia." Wu Zhong's voice paused and looked at Wang Chan from the rearview mirror. He couldn't see that Wang Chan had practiced: "But in the whole of Novosibirsk, the most powerful boxer is where we are about to go. Master Ma Rulong, the authentic teaching bullet legs, and the boxing master, our house is rented to their father. The two women have opened a martial arts school, and many of our brothers have learned boxing from him..."

"Check your fists and bullets?" Wang Chan opened his eyes and said, "This is rare."

In domestic boxing martial arts, there are many schools. Only this boxing and bullet leg is really from the mosque of the Hui people's sect in the Western Regions. The boxing leg skills are unique and have their own characteristics. They are different from the widely circulated southern boxing and north legs. They belong to two schools. It seems that Lei Xing has practiced twelve bullet legs since he was a child. Although the name is the same, it has been improved by the masters of Shaolin Temple. It can't be confused.

"I heard Uncle Zhou say that Brother Meng is also a good boxer since he was a child!" With Wu Zhong's eyesight, it is natural that Wang Chan can't see that he can step into the realm of returning to the truth. He only heard Zhou Lin mention a little bit, and he was still a little suspicious. Now when he sees that Wang Chan is so concerned about the martial arts in Novosibirsk, he can't help but believe it.

I'm just a little hesitant in my heart. I don't know if Wang Chan doesn't look tall, and his muscles are not developed. I can't see any of the style of practicing family.

"Just practice casually!"

Wang Chan casually asked a few more questions. When he saw Wu Zhong, he really didn't know too many things, and he was immediately relieved.

Oh! Unexpectedly, I, Wang Chan, left my hometown. After arriving here, I had to hide my name. Between this secular world, the power is really incredibly powerful and inexplicable. If I still insist on staying in China now, I'm afraid that the capital army would have been mobilized and besieged and suppress me long ago.

However, it can't be seen in China that Zhou Lin's power here is not small. It's really not a simple smuggling trade. This Wu Zhong should be his confidant. He manages all the business here for him, and the two often contact each other. Fortunately, Zhou Lin was also quite measured and didn't tell him everything about me, otherwise it would cause a fuss, but it would be troublesome.

There are big and small things that a person commits, and there is always a limit, which is directly proportional to the trouble that comes with it. However, people like Wang Chan have no limit to commit crimes, almost piercing a hole in the domestic sky, just like a beautiful monkey king who makes a scene in the sky in a mythical story. He killed so many people in the Lin family and killed the director of the National Security Bureau with a backhand. It is estimated that at this time, he has been positioned as a terrorist in China. Once this kind of thing is known, I'm afraid that no one will definitely keep it a secret for him.

Once it falls into the hands of others, it will probably expose the target and make it clear to the world.

Although now his boxing and martial arts have reached the peak and cultivated the magic power of soldiers, after all, he is not a real immortal. He can't see for a long time and can't fly away. Therefore, in the face of the power of a country, he can only hide in the east and run as far as he can.

"It seems that I have to use the name Meng Shentong for a period of time, otherwise, if it comes out, China will definitely send people to chase and kill, which is also too quiet."

Along the way, all kinds of thoughts kept turning in his heart, and Wang Chan no longer said anything at the moment. He just closed his eyes and lowered his eyes to refresh himself.

When Wu Zhong saw Wang Chan like this, he also took the opportunity to be silent and concentrate on driving.

After about an hour, the car turned around the streets of the city and finally stopped. So before Wang Chan opened his eyes, he heard a neat and uniform sound from beside him from afar.

"One"

"Hi, hey...!"

"two"

"Hi!"

This kind of voice is obviously the humming sound that hundreds of people can only come out when they are gathering together and practicing boxing and martial arts. Wang Chan is not strange to this sound. When he was the head coach of the Bluebird Building in Harbin, he could always hear this kind of blood-blooded sound from various martial arts schools.

Sure enough, when I got out of the car with Wu Zhong, I looked up and saw a three-story building with bright lights in front of me. On the lower floor, the door was open, and there was a wooden plaque hanging on it, with three shiny Chinese characters "Black Tiger Hall".

This martial arts hall is not small in scale. On the upper and lower floors, you can see people through the windows. It shows that the business is good, and there are many students. As Wu Zhong walked into the door, most of what Wang Chan saw were white-skinned and high-nosed Russian young people. Under the guidance of several coaches, they were stiffly connected with fixed routines and movements.

There are many ethnic groups in Russia, and most of them are on horseback. The folk customs have always been relatively strong, especially the current prime minister is still a high-ranking official of the KGB. He is a karate master himself. Last year, he also made a special trip to visit the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Henan to worship Buddhism and watched the watches of the monks of the Shaolin Temple. Acting, so the situation of Chinese martial arts in Russia in recent years, on the contrary, is not dead or alive, and it is still popular.

(to be continued)