Volume 7 Wild Dreams Chapter 12 National Security (Part 2)
Beijing was already a bit hot in early summer. The training room was large enough to accommodate thousands of people for training. The gun chief and Lu Dayong had already put on protective gear. In fact, these things were a bit redundant for the two of them. It was the first time for the gun chief to wear a face guard and boxing gloves, and he felt a bit uncomfortable. Seeing Lu Dayong moving around with his neck twisted and legs twisted, he looked a bit arrogant. The gun chief was secretly angry in his heart, "Do you think I'm a meat sandbag? You'll be in trouble later!"
My eyes unconsciously glanced at the female students, and I couldn't help but evaluate them in my heart, especially the beauty who had just proposed. She was at least 1.7 meters tall, maybe more than that. The gun captain measured it with his eyes and found that she was half a head taller than me! Damn, a pug climbing a wolfhound, but it can't reach B. After fantasizing for a while, seeing that Lu Dayong looked like a real person, the girls' eyes were full of stars. The gun captain flipped on the stage first, and the limelight couldn't be stolen by you, a little virgin, why are you still flirting? It's disgusting!
When Lu Dayong saw the gun captain playing a trick, he gestured with his fist at him. The gun captain raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, I'll find you a bitch with a sexually transmitted disease later.
Director Zeng clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, pay attention. The rules are that you can't use too much force and make sure not to hurt anyone. As for the rest, you two can handle it. I think it won't take long for a master to fight. Ten minutes is enough, right?"
The gun captain and Lu Dayong nodded at the same time. They were both biting their mouth guards and could not speak. Director Zeng said, "It's a lie to stop at a certain point, but you must stop. It will be bad if you get hurt. The key is to use what you have learned! Can we start now?"
The two nodded again, and Lu Dayong got in with the help of another instructor. The gun chief thought viciously: I'll run over and let him get into the crotch! But looking at Director Zeng and those female students, forget it and give them some face!
After Lu Dayong came on stage, he moved a few more times. His hands touched each other, making a crisp sound. The gun master's eyes were full of smiles. Ever since he broke the handcuffs in the United States, his skills have improved rapidly. Although he no longer has the power he had before, his strength has doubled compared to last year. When he lowered his waist and fell on his horse, concentrated his energy and calmed his mind, and adjusted his breath for two small cycles, his body basically entered the state, and the Tai Chi Qi was running round and round. Lu Dayong walked over and stretched out a fist. The gun master knew the etiquette of boxing, stretched out his hand and touched him, and the two immediately retreated, and then stared at each other like fighting cocks.
At this moment, Lu Dayong exuded an explosive temperament, his whole body was like a machine flashing sparks, and he looked at the gun captain with murderous intent! After a few seconds, Lu Dayong's nose made a muffled "hmm" groan. The whole person shot at the gun captain like a sharp arrow. The first one came with a combination of punches, and the speed was amazing. After fighting with the twin brothers in the United States, the gun captain already had extremely rich fighting experience. At this time, his body turned slightly, and his feet moved quickly, and he was close to Lu Dayong.
Elbows, knees, shoulders, Lu Dayong's reaction was really amazing, the spear master secretly praised him, but his Tai Chi Qi was even more flexible in using these parts, and now his body's instinctive reaction was no longer under the command of the brain, it naturally shrank, the muscles became soft and slippery, and immediately turned when they encountered Lu Dayong's fist, it looked like he was hit, but in fact it just brushed past the skin, without a real hit.
Just as Lu Dayong grunted in protest, the gun captain counterattacked. He was faster than him and he either used quick fighting or Tai Chi. He smashed Lu Dayong's arms with two painful punches, opening his chest. He only used three-tenths of his strength and quickly chased Lu Dayong with three consecutive "bang bang bang" punches. Lu Dayong's face turned red and his center of gravity was unstable. He took a few steps back and did not pounce on him again. He was a little dazed. How could this guy be so powerful after not seeing him for a year?
The gun master stretched out his hand and waved at him a few times. There was a silence below. The action just now was too fast. Except for the instructor who taught fighting, everyone else only saw Lu Dayong dodge and was forced to retreat. Lu Dayong nodded, pushed hard with his feet, and rushed forward again quickly. Even his shadow seemed blurred. The gun master decided not to fight back and see how much this guy's skills have improved in the past year.
He immediately guarded the gate tightly, with his hands in front of his chest and head, and kept blocking. Lu Dayong's Qi was not a vegetarian. After being hit by three punches in a row, the spear master felt a little regretful. Each punch felt like being hit by a hammer. The pain was secondary. The speed was too fast and the force was too strong. He wanted to dodge, but he had been completely forced into a blind spot by Lu Dayong, and all of Lu Dayong's attacks and throws were opened!
The gun master didn't have time to smile bitterly. Although he cursed in his heart, he had to withstand the violent blows first. He used all his strength to circulate Tai Chi Qi, and his hands kept moving to block Lu Dayong's punches and kicks. Lu Dayong was more and more surprised. What was wrong with this guy? What kind of Qigong did he practice? Last year, he relied on his speed and Qi to completely get rid of the gun master's blockade, but now it was no longer possible. First, his two fists seemed to be wrapped by something, then his arms, and then his whole body felt slower and slower!
After hitting continuously for more than ten seconds, sweat had already appeared on Lu Dayong's forehead. With every punch, he felt that there were several hundred kilograms of Qi entangled with him. Seeing that he had slowed down, the spear leader immediately sensed this change and was delighted. It seems that my Qi is effective!
He twisted his waist strangely a few times to avoid Lu Dayong's attack and hit him in the soft spot with an elbow. Lu Dayong's breathing quickened, and suddenly he seemed to have no strength in his body. He was so weak that he almost fell to the ground. He held on with his tenacious willpower, but a gleam of light flashed in the gun captain's eyes. Lu Dayong was about to retreat, but the gun captain's quick attack was no less fast than his just now. Although he wore boxing gloves and stabbed with his Qi, every hit on Lu Dayong was enough to make him suffer.
At this moment, Lu Dayong was no longer retreating on his own initiative, but was being beaten back by the gun captain. He could only barely protect his head with his hands. The gun captain's fists turned into phantoms, hitting him with a bang. In only about five seconds, Lu Dayong, who had been hit by more than ten punches in a row, finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground with a thud. The fighting instructor quickly shouted, "Stop!" Then he patted the table and asked, "Dayong, are you okay?" Lu Dayong nodded, and after the gun captain retreated, the pressure disappeared immediately.
Lu Dayong slowly stood up with his hands on the stage. He shook his head at the rifle officer, then slowly turned around. Unexpectedly, his body softened, and the rifle officer hurried forward to support him. The instructor quickly went up to the stage, took the mouthguard out of Lu Dayong's mouth, and asked anxiously, "Are you hurt?"
Lu Dayong took two breaths, looked at the gunner and laughed, "You are such a pervert! I haven't seen you for a year. Your kung fu is so good..." He shook his head twice, and then said, "I have no hope of beating you in this life." Director Zeng came forward and asked, "Are you okay?"
Lu Dayong shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Director Zeng, I'm fine. He showed mercy." Director Zeng nodded and said, "That's good!" Then he turned to the gun captain and smiled, "Haha, I'm an outsider and I don't understand what you did just now. But Dayong is the best fighter in our bureau. I think you will defeat him in less than a minute. You really have a way."
The gun captain also took off his mouthguard at this time, and said to Director Zeng with a smile: "I was a little lucky. Dayong was also careless, so I got an advantage." Lu Dayong scolded: "You don't need to cover up for me. Everyone in the bureau knows that I am the fighting king. If I lose, I lose."
Director Zeng laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, Dayong's attitude is very good. There is a winner only if there is a loss." Lu Dayong looked at the gunner, then turned to Director Zeng and said, "Director. I have a request!" Director Zeng was a little harsh and asked, "Tell me, what is your request?"
Lu Dayong had already taken off his boxing gloves. He wiped the sweat off his wrists a little embarrassedly and said, "I want to train with him for three months." Director Zeng thought for a while before saying, "Did you feel that you were not good enough in your skills just now? Well, you don't have to say it. If there is no mission, I agree to let you come, but you can't get hurt." Hearing this, Lu Dayong was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Director! I will definitely train seriously." Director Zeng nodded, and Lu Dayong looked at the gun captain with a sly smile and said, "I want you to learn those few moves just now, hehe, I hope Teacher Chen will be generous with his teachings!"
At this time, the onlookers gathered around. The fight was too fast just now. Not to mention seeing clearly, they didn't even know who was hit by how many punches. They only knew that the gun captain won. But the two of them seemed to be talking and laughing. What kind of boxing match was this? The girl said to the gun captain, "Instructor Chen, we didn't see it clearly at all."
The gunner smiled and said, "Then you learn it yourself, and watch it slowly." The girl's eyes lit up immediately and said, "Really? Are you going to teach us the moves that defeated the fighting king just now?" Lu Dayong rolled his eyes. What kind of talk is this? I am your colleague after all, can't you save my face? The girl didn't care about so much. She could knock down Lu Dayong, who was known as the number one fighting master. This skill must be learned!
"Hello, Instructor Chen! I am student Yan Xiaoyun."
The chief sergeant stared at her. Yan Xiaoyun was a beauty with off-white skin and delicate features. She looked at him with twinkling eyes. The chief sergeant smiled and said, "Hello!" Seeing this, the other students came up one by one to sign up. Director Zeng smiled and said, "Don't be chaotic, Instructor Chen is here to guide you. There will be plenty of time in the future. He just arrived in Beijing today. Let Instructor Chen take a rest first. Let's go back to class!"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately responded "yes" in unison. Yan Xiaoyun even stuck out her cute little tongue, made a face, and followed the others out.
Lu Dayong watched as all the students left. He suddenly squatted down and rubbed his chest and abdomen vigorously with his hands alternately. The gun chief also rubbed his hands together. The two people's facial features were squeezed together, stretched far apart, and suddenly wrinkled together. Director Zeng and several others were very surprised, but seeing the expressions of the two people, they all couldn't help laughing. Lu Dayong scolded: "Can't you be gentler?" The gun chief blocked Lu Dayong's heavy punches with his two hands. Now he smiled bitterly: "If I go easy, can you let me go?"
Director Zeng walked over happily, patted the two men on the back and said, "Well done, you are both good comrades. It's rare to be so happy today, and everyone here is grateful! At 7 o'clock tonight, let's have a drink at Desheng Building to welcome Instructor Chen and celebrate the addition of a new strong player to the National Security Bureau!" Everyone responded in unison. It was extremely rare for a leader to invite someone for dinner, and Director Zeng was so happy today that even the secretary and bodyguards who had been following him all year round were a little surprised.
After Director Zeng left, other people came forward to talk to Chen Siqing, saying that they had benefited from his dinner tonight. The gun chief was a little excited, and he was a little drunk before he started drinking. Lu Dayong found some bone-setting wine, and the two helped each other to take advantage of this moment to smooth the blood circulation. Then Lu Dayong took him to the temporary dormitory. The layout here was very simple, with one bedroom and one living room with a bathroom, a wardrobe, and five or six sets of uniforms, all complete from inside to outside. Eating was in the cafeteria. The gun chief didn't care, took the key and followed Lu Dayong to Desheng Building first.
The banquet that night was not too high-end. After all, the gun commander was a man with a net worth of hundreds of millions. This kind of wine and food was not enough to overwhelm the people present. However, his drinking capacity really intimidated the people present. He ordered a round of penalty kicks. Although there were only small cups of five cents, he would drink at least half a catty of wine in one round! According to Ouyang, the drinking in officialdom mainly depends on the person, and then the conversation. Of course, your personal drinking capacity determines your first impression in other people's minds.
The gun chief was always generous in drinking and was also a heavy drinker. Before he practiced martial arts, he could drink more than a pound of liquor. Now with the foundation of qigong, he could walk in a straight line after drinking two pounds. The first one to lie down was Lu Dayong. This guy practiced hard qigong and usually didn't touch alcohol or women. The other instructors saw the gun chief getting angry and they were all scared. If it wasn't for Director Zeng's dissuasion, the gun chief would have drunk all his colleagues. But his goal had been achieved, Lu Dayong was drunk.
Drunk brothers are the most loyal! Even if you make him naked and run naked in the street, I think some people would do it if they are in a good mood, not to mention Lu Dayong who rarely gets drunk and the gun captain with ulterior motives? After solemnly promising to take good care of Lu Dayong, the gun captain laughed sinisterly when he saw everyone dispersed, went out and started Lu Dayong's SUV, asked Zhang Taxi to lead the way, and rushed straight to the Shangri-La Hotel.
Looking at Lu Dayong who was drunk and unconscious beside him, the gun captain said to himself: "I'll make you happy , you just have to be obedient to me tomorrow..." Thinking about the first time he did it, he ejaculated and died before he even reached the door, and died heroically. Well, I'll be a good person to the end, and I'll grease you up later!
