Chapter 71 The head of the spooky eagle team, Ye Fan!
The white-haired old man frowned slightly, his face a little uncertain.
Ye Fan had an attitude of being able to take things in hand and not seem to care much about the white-haired old man's decision.
"Young man, I'm sorry, I'm afraid we have to cooperate again in the future." The white-haired old man poured a cup of tea for Ye Fan and said with an apologetic smile.
After working for so many years, he is not short of the millions. If he meets a young man with the right taste, he can even give it away for free.
However, the white-haired old man was right. Ye Fan had indeed investigated him and knew his identity.
Before entering business, the white-haired old man was a retired senior executive instructor of the East China Military Region. He became famous in the military region twenty years ago and taught a large number of outstanding combat heroes.
In his previous life, when Ye Fan was secretly training in the East China Military Region, he had heard about his deeds and was deeply impressed, so he knew the old man's character quite well.
At first, when Ye Fan saw the resale information of this store online, he thought it was a coincidence. Later, he asked the leasing agent and confirmed the fact.
Although Ye Fan didn't know why he kept his name anonymous, but when a military idol was about to retire, he went to Binhai to open a KFC. There must be a secret in it!
Ye Fan's curiosity was immediately piqued.
Today, Ye Fan went to this store to inquire about it, and the employees in the store were full of praise for him.
He discovered that this old gentleman was not only an instructor in the military, but also a very kind-hearted philanthropist.
After learning the news, Ye Fan immediately consulted with Li Ruoxin.
Li Ruoxin was also very satisfied with the size and location of this KFC, so she decided to visit it with Ye Fan.
Unfortunately, the white-haired old man was not willing to sell the store at a low price, nor was he willing to reveal too much about himself.
"It's okay, old gentleman, take care." Ye Fan bowed slightly, "Let's say goodbye first."
"Uncle Pan, let's go." Li Ruoxin smiled sadly, and she and Ye Fan got up and left.
The white-haired old man was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to be so free and easy.
"Young man!" the white-haired old man called in a low voice.
"Old sir, is there anything else?"
"Have you ever practiced martial arts?" the white-haired old man asked with a smile, "I see that your walking posture is different from ordinary people, so you should have a good foundation."
"The old man has good eyesight." Ye Fan responded.
The white-haired old man smiled slightly, "Have you heard of the 'Bagu Martial Arts Association'?"
"Bagu Wuhui?" Ye Fan was immediately shocked.
He never expected that this old instructor actually knew about the grand martial arts meeting of China's hidden forces.
Bagu Fighting is a grand Chinese martial arts event that has only emerged in the past ten years. Only the ancient martial arts families with rich heritage are eligible to participate. Both the venue and the time of the event are kept very confidential.
In the entire Binhai area, there are probably only two or three families who are eligible to go and observe, but there are no way to participate.
Ye Fan was very surprised. Why would this old instructor be interested in such a secret matter after he had retired for twenty years?
Li Ruoxin looked strange and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ye, what's going on at the Bagu Dance? Are you dancing?"
"No, it's martial arts." Ye Fan and the white-haired old man looked at each other, stood up straight, and performed a standard military salute.
"Ye Fan, the leader of the Chinese Eagle Special Team, has met Instructor Pan!"
The old man was stunned for a moment, then stood up with a "swish" and looked at Ye Fan in surprise.
"Are you... the leader of the Conspiracy Eagle Special Operations Group?"
"Used... used to be." Ye Fan felt a little guilty.
In this life, his life trajectory is completely different, and he doesn't know whether the Confidential Eagle Special Operations Group exists.
The white-haired old man returned Ye Fan with a military salute and his eyes were rather suspicious: "The Eagle Special Group is one of the most elite action groups in China. Why haven't I heard of your name?"
Ye Fan's expression froze and he opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
The white-haired old man became alert and asked in a deep voice: "Team number!"
"The eagle feeds outside and soars to the sky!" Ye Fan replied immediately without thinking.
This is the Confidential Eagle Team's code for verification. Although the answer is unclear, it can confirm the identity.
The white-haired old man looked at Ye Fan in disbelief, and his tone became more and more strange: "How do you know the oral message of the eagle?"
"Well...Instructor Pan, my files were lost due to some special reasons." Ye Fan smiled bitterly, "Now, I only have the identity of an ordinary person."
"Are you still serving?" the white-haired old man asked again.
"Terminate the mission, retire and demobilize." Ye Fan lied.
The white-haired old man came to Ye Fan and walked around him several times.
"Pull up your clothes."
As soon as the white-haired old man finished saying this, Ye Fan's expression changed.
Every member of the Special Eagle Team has a special tattoo on their ribs. When Ye Fan came to this world, his life trajectory was completely different from that world. How could the tattoo still be there?
"yes!"
Despite this, Ye Fan still lifted up his clothes.
The white-haired old man glanced at it and snorted softly: "Who are you!"
"Leader of the Crafty Eagle Special Team, Ye Fan!"
"Empty words." The white-haired old man shook his head and sneered.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and took off his clothes. The inner breath surged, and the muscles on his body showed strange shapes.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
As the muscles continued to squirm, a special soft sound was made.
"Pah...pah pah pah! Pah..."
The muscles exploded with increasing force, and the sound began to change its rhythm.
Just when Ye Fan's face turned red and he was about to lose control, the white-haired old man waved his hand.
"okay!"
"Yes!" Ye Fan stopped, his breathing slowly returned to calm, and he put on his clothes.
Li Ruoxin covered her mouth and was completely stunned. She didn't know what the white-haired old man and Mark were doing!
What is the relationship between these two people, and what is the Special Eagle Group?
"Brother Ye..." Li Ruoxin saw that Ye Fan was a little weak and quickly helped him sit down.
"It's okay, just rest for a while." Ye Fan smiled.
The white-haired old man frowned and said to Li Ruoxin: "Little girl, go and call the manager."
"Um?"
"He has shares here. If he doesn't want to stay, just give him a discount."
The white-haired old man walked to the desk and took out a sales contract, "I'm giving this store to you!"
"Ah?!" Li Ruoxin was suddenly surprised, "Why? Uncle Pan, don't you want to..."
"There are some things that I can't tell you. You can ask your husband." The white-haired old man waved his hands and said to Ye Fan: "You should know what should be said and what should not be said. Confidentiality Regulations
, it’s for a lifetime.”
"Yes, instructor." Ye Fan nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, little girl, call the manager. If he has no objection, we will sign the contract."
The white-haired old man glanced at the panting Ye Fan, and then said to Li Ruoxin: "There are eight employees in my store. They are all hard-working, honest people, and trustworthy. If conditions permit, I hope you can keep them."
"I have no objection." Li Ruoxin was overjoyed, and how could she refuse the other party's proposal.
There are nearly 10 million stores, and they give it away as soon as they say it will be given away. This kind of thing only happens once in a century!
The white-haired old man handed the sales contract to Li Ruoxin, "I have already signed my name. You can negotiate with the manager about the store's shares. Please respect his own ideas. If he is willing to stay, I hope you can treat him well.
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"Uncle Pan, I know!"
Li Ruoxin received the two materials and was very excited. She felt light and airy, as if she would fly in the next second.
"Go! I have something very important to tell this young man."
"Well, Brother Ye, I'm going out first." Li Ruoxin had long seen that Ye Fan was not an ordinary person, and she had countless questions in her mind that she wanted to ask him.
However, as a woman, Li Ruoxin is more willing to trust her man unconditionally. No matter what role he plays outside, she only hopes to give Ye Fan the warmest harbor when she returns home.
Li Ruoxin is a smart woman, and because of this, Ye Fan looks at her differently, coldly rejects Dong Yuejun's advances, and reveals his heart to her.
"Xiao Li, go ahead and have a good talk." Ye Fan smiled encouragingly.
Li Ruoxin trotted out with anxious steps and gently closed the door.
The white-haired old man sat back on the chair and poured Ye Fan a cup of tea.
"Young man, you can practice the ancient martial arts Qimen of the Crafty Eagle Special Group, and you can also use the Cunjin Code of the Crafty Eagle Special Group. Obviously, everything you have shown me fully proves that you are a member of the Crafty Eagle Special Group.
But I'm sorry, I have never heard of you."
Ye Fan was not surprised.
Because in this world, the Eagle Special Team does not have him.
"Instructor, I used to be, but I am no longer. I can't explain the specific reason..."
"No, no, no, you misunderstood me." The white-haired old man waved his hand.
"I have no doubts about the confidentiality of the Special Eagle Task Force, and I have great trust in the members of the Special Eagle Task Force. Furthermore, not everyone can learn this kind of skill, and there are very, very few people who are qualified to dabble in it.
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I see that you have a high degree of proficiency in the Cun Jin Valve Gate, and it cannot be mastered in two or three years. If I am not wrong, it has taken at least seven or eight years for you to learn it now!"
Ye Fan sighed in praise.
Indeed, judging from his previous life, it was after he entered the military camp that he learned this breathing method by chance.
It was exactly seven years until the year of sacrifice!
"Instructor Pan, I swear to you that I didn't say anything false."
"No need to swear." The white-haired old man squinted his eyes and looked up and down at Mark. A weird idea came to his mind, which made him laugh.
"Young man, I now suspect that you have traveled from another time and space. Haha, although I know it is impossible, I really can't find any other answer."
"Huh?" Ye Fan's heart was beating wildly, and he scratched his neck and asked: "Instructor Pan, why did you say that?"
"Because, am I not aware of the special team I personally led?"
As he spoke, the white-haired old man took off an eagle head relief accessory the size of a fingernail from his neck.
This eagle head relief is the identity badge of the Eagle Squad!
However, the white-haired old man's identity card was specially engraved with a special ancient character, "training"!
Ye Fan's hands and feet went cold and his eyes widened: "You... you are the training officer of the Eagle Special Group? No, Mr. Wang, where is Mr. Wang? Isn't the training officer of our group Mr. Wang?"
"Do you still know Wang Chaoyang?" The white-haired old man was not as surprised as Ye Fan.
After he came to his senses, he shook his head gently and sighed: "Wang Chaoyang died on an external mission a month ago..."