Chekhov's body drew a graceful arc in mid-air, and was about to hit the parallel bars. Lu Xiaozhan didn't know when he appeared next to him again, and stretched out his hand to hold his feet.
With a slight flick of his neck, he changed direction and fell firmly onto the soft cushion beside the parallel bars.
With a bang, Chekhov's body stirred up a layer of dust, choking him so much that he almost couldn't get back up. Lu Xiaozhan walked up to him, squatted down and patted his back gently, smiling and saying: "Don't be offended.
, but Uncle Alexander said that you are his number one master, so I couldn't help but give it a try."
There was no trace of this flattery, and Chekhov's resentment at being thrown and thrown was instantly dissipated. He struggled to get up from the soft cushion and stared at Lu Xiaozhan: "You sneak attack on me!
Otherwise, I won’t be easily knocked down by you!”
Lu Xiaozhan didn't argue with him, he still nodded with a smile and said: "Of course, of course, that was just the most common wrestling technique, it's nothing. If I really fight with you, I'm afraid I won't be able to take advantage.
"
As the saying goes, you can't reach out to hit the smiling man. Even though the smiling man had just hit him, Chekhov didn't know how to get angry. He patted the dust on his body, turned around and said to Alexander: "Director, what are you going to do?
"
Alexander watched the torture show helplessly from the side and was too embarrassed to say anything. He just took this opportunity to change the topic and said: "You pack up immediately and take Zhan Lu to that place."
Chekhov nodded and responded: "Okay." After speaking, he glanced at Lu Xiaozhan and said, "Hey! Don't think that you are very good just because you know how to wrestle a few times. The place we are going to is very dangerous this time. Don't
Pull me back."
Lu Xiaozhan said happily: "Then you take the lead, and I will follow you."
Since the director came forward to suppress the task, Chekhov had no choice but to comply. He muttered a few words reluctantly and said to Lu Xiaozhan: "Let's go while it's still early." After saying that, he threw away his arms and strode forward.
to the front.
Lu Xiaozhan smiled and followed, while Alexander shook his head and followed at the end. As soon as the three of them left the door of the training hall, several figures suddenly blocked their way. Lu Xiaozhan was startled, and when he looked carefully, he found that the first
The one in front of her was a blond beauty, it was Sharapova. She was looking at him anxiously, and standing next to her with equally anxious faces were Sergei and Zheng Junguang, all three of them.
She looked him up and down, as if to see if he was missing any piece.
Alexander came over first: "Shava? Why are you here?"
Sharapova glared at her father angrily: "Dad! What the hell are you doing? Why did you arrest my friend?"
Sergey also shouted in support: "Yes! Chief Alexander, if you don't explain this matter clearly today, then I...I will send people to cause trouble to your police station every day!"
The two of them complained one after another. Only Zheng Junguang, who did not speak Russian, stood aside and watched blankly. He didn't know what happened. Alexander didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, this is the case."
Lu will explain the reason to you, but I'm afraid he doesn't have time to say anything to you now, because he has something to do... Go back, what are you doing here to make trouble? How bad is it to be seen? "
Sharapova was confused: "Is there something to do?"
Lu Xiaozhan smiled and said: "Okay, I'm fine. My uncle just came to me to ask me something. I'll tell you the details later."
Seeing that he had said this, Sharapova and Sergey didn't want to ask any more questions. They looked at each other and had to turn around and leave. Seeing them walking away, Lu Xiaozhan said to Chekhov: "Let's go.
But before that I have to find two more people to go with."
Chekhov was stunned and lowered his voice: "You are still looking for someone? We are just investigating in secret. If you look for so many people, you will do bad things!"
Lu Xiaozhan smiled and said, "Don't worry, these two will only help and won't do anything bad." After speaking, he patted Zheng Junguang and said, "Call Ding Feng, and you two will accompany me to a place."
Zheng Junguang nodded and took out his phone to call Ding Feng. Unexpectedly, Ding Feng rushed over quickly and said that Zheng Junguang had already called him when Lu Xiaozhan was taken away.
Chekhov had already driven a car and was waiting there. He didn't have a good impression of Lu Xiaozhan in the first place. Now that he had summoned two more "yellow-skinned monkeys", he felt even more awkward and didn't even bother to say anything.
He stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the police station door.
The car drove for about ten minutes, and Lu Xiaozhan suddenly patted the back of his seat: "Chekhov, what time is it now?"
Chekov said angrily: "Don't you know how to read it yourself? Twelve o'clock!"
Lu Xiaozhan smiled: "Don't you Russians even eat lunch?"
Chekhov opened his mouth and was about to say a few words, but his stomach growled unsatisfactorily. He blushed and said in a sullen voice: "Then let's eat first, lest the director says I'm neglecting you."
Turning the steering wheel, he headed towards a restaurant not far away.
The car stopped at the door of the restaurant, and four people stepped out one after another. Lu Xiaozhan glanced behind him intentionally or unintentionally, but then he put his arm around Zheng Junguang's shoulders and walked in as if nothing had happened. This restaurant is quite spacious, and the business is also very good.
The four of them found a seat and sat down, ordering some food at will.
Before the food came, a waiter came over and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'll give you a new salt shaker." He put the salt shaker in his hand on their table and put away the original one.
He turned back, then smiled and walked away.
This was just a small episode, but Lu Xiaozhan had already noticed it. It turned out that the salt shaker on the table was neither empty nor broken, but the waiter came to replace it for no reason. He smiled secretly, turned his head and whispered in Ding Feng's ear.
After saying something, Ding Feng nodded, stood up and walked towards the door.
Chekov wondered: "What is he going to do?"
Lu Xiaozhan said casually: "Go to the door and shush..." After saying that, despite Chekhov's surprised look, he suddenly shouted, "Waiter! Please hurry up! Let's catch the plane!" He shouted, but he held the hand in his hand.
He picked up the salt shaker and banged it heavily on the table.
At this moment, at a table near the door, a customer who was immersed in reading the menu suddenly jumped up with a strange cry, but then he realized that his actions were too hasty, so he quickly closed his mouth and said sarcastically
He put down the menu and walked out the door. He didn't know what happened just now. When he was going out, he almost bumped into Ding Feng who was also going out.
Lu Xiaozhan watched the man go out from the corner of his eye, then smiled and put the salt shaker back on the table.
Chekov said angrily: "What are you doing? Don't you know this is rude?"
Lu Xiaozhan pursed his lips toward the door: "We were followed, but we're fine for the time being."
Chekhov was startled and then realized that Lu Xiaozhan's actions just now had a profound meaning. He said nothing more and just waited in silence for the food to be served.
After a while, Ding Feng came back. The four of them had a hasty meal, paid the bill without saying a word, and stood up. When they came to the car, Lu Xiaozhan grabbed the driver's seat: "I'll do it."
Chekov was stunned: "Do you know the way?"
Lu Xiaozhan opened the car door and jumped in: "Lead the way." After saying that, he closed the car door with a bang and started the ignition.
Chekhov had no choice but to turn to the passenger seat and get in. As soon as the car started, Ding Feng smiled and said: "I said the guy you asked me to touch is really rich. His wallet is so thick that it almost got stuck in the pocket."
Then he took out a black wallet.
Lu Xiaozhan reached out to take it while driving, looked through it, and suddenly handed the wallet to Chekhov: "This is the person from the National Defense Special Service Section who is following us."
Chekhov cried out: "Damn it! Our police department has nothing to do with their Ministry of National Defense, why is he following us?"
Lu Xiaozhan smiled and said: "You ask me? Should I ask Alexander? We will investigate this matter later. In short, we should be more careful in this mission. I am afraid that the news that we are looking for Vera has already spread."
Chekhov frowned and hesitated for a long time: "Maybe we shouldn't go now, otherwise it will be too dangerous."
Lu Xiaozhan shook his head, with a smile in his eyes: "Don't worry, they are prepared, and we are also prepared. Who will suffer in this mission?"
Chekhov wanted to say something else, but Ding Feng yawned lazily at the side: "Officer, don't worry. Although I don't know what I'm going to do yet, with him here, everything will be easy to handle."
After speaking, he specially translated it again in Chinese for Zheng Junguang, raised his eyebrows and said, "How is it? My Russian is good now, isn't it?"
Zheng Junguang shook his head seriously: "Brother, I think it's just average. If you still hope to marry Sharapova, I'm afraid you have to practice hard."
Ding Feng grinned: "I'll pinch you! What kind of baby are you talking about? I don't even know where she is." As he spoke, he glanced at Lu Xiaozhan intentionally or unintentionally.
Lu Xiaozhan chuckled: "You had to come ten minutes earlier to see her." Seeing Ding Feng jumping up in anxiety, Lu Xiaozhan said leisurely, "If the mission is completed this time, your future father-in-law will owe you
It's a favor, and I'll tell you to kiss her when the time comes."
Ding Feng grabbed Lu Xiaozhan excitedly: "Really? You...you didn't lie to me, right? Then I will definitely work for you this time, for my happiness! My Sharapova!"
Lu Xiaozhan opened his hand and said: "Don't make trouble, we are driving."
With the speed of his car, it was really dangerous to make such a fuss like Ding Feng's. Chekhov was so frightened by Lu Xiaozhan's speed that his face turned pale. He grabbed the door handle with both hands and did not dare to move. Seeing them making such a fuss, he was even more frightened.
He exclaimed: "Oh my God! Can you be quieter? Wait until we get to the Holy Land before making any noise!"
Lu Xiaozhan and Ding Feng were stunned at the same time: "Holy land?"