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Chapter 380 Lingba, a self-inflicted sin

Originally, these 20 people plus Cheng Zibing looked down upon the Philippine troops, but an hour later, when they arrived at the base camp, they wanted to use a brush to wipe their eyes bright. Damn it, they just thought it was this colonel.

The guards around them have all-American active weapons, but they are stupid. The entire military camp is equipped with advanced American weapons. Even in China, they have never seen such a money-consuming army.

Isn't it funny how the President of the Philippines has spent money to form such a force?

Seeing the training on the field, they immediately realized that something was wrong. The training requirements in the country were not so strict. Of course, it was no problem for them who had been special forces, but the main reason was that these were not special forces, but regular troops.

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It was hard for Cheng Zibing to imagine how his boss knew such a military boss. It was conceivable that someone who could be in charge of such an army in the Philippines could guess his status with a pig's brain.

"You can have a night of rest. Tomorrow, I will conduct special training for you as planned!" Jack said with a straight face. Although he had a good impression of the people arranged by Lord Poseidon, in the military camp, some necessary majesty

Still have to keep it.

"You are conducting special training for us?" Cheng Zibing seemed to have heard the funniest joke in his life. Although China's special training is not the best in the world, it is not weak. At least the Philippines cannot catch up with it. Could it be that they

Do you think advanced weapons alone can determine victory or defeat on the battlefield? Especially small-scale battles!

"You can doubt it, but... Crewe, give this captain a weapon!" Jack shouted, and the tall black man behind him took off a pistol from his body. This is Crewe's favorite Desert Eagle.

It looked domineering and powerful, but he was worried that the small body of the Oriental in front of him would not be able to withstand the force of its back filing.

Cheng Zibing took the Desert Eagle without any hesitation and inspected it. He couldn't help but said: "What a gun!" Crewe would take time to clean his Desert Eagle every day.

"Follow me!" Jack strode forward. Seeing that Cheng Zibing did not follow, Jack said, "Isn't my Chinese pronunciation not standard?"

Cheng Zibing then followed up, leaving the 20 members where they were, and followed Jack to an open area. This was the place where marksmanship was trained. You could tell by looking at the target in front of him.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Zibing followed Jack back to the venue. The 20 members asked what the result was. They also knew that Cheng Zibing and Jack had just competed in marksmanship.

Cheng Zibing shook his head and said: "Obey the order!"

In the marksmanship test just now, he was not only far behind Jack in the number of rounds, but also in time. Cheng Zibing is not an arrogant person. It can be seen from Jack's movements that they are movements that have experienced the baptism of war, and they are indeed trained.

own qualifications.

The boss has arranged everything for himself. His purpose is to train or train so that his body function can return to the level during service. At least close to it, so that there are the least accidents when performing tasks outside. And to be honest,

They are really strong in individual combat, but they have not received professional bodyguard training. And here, they actually have retired former bodyguards of the US President. They have rich practical experience and theoretical knowledge, and they have learned how to improve the company's level.

Take it up a notch.

In the evening, Shi Zhong was invited to attend Zhao Gang's treat. Of course, he spent the day with Ning Jing. Ning Jing was going to Beijing in a few days. Naturally, he had to cherish the time together. But what worried Shi Zhong was that,

Sakura didn't come back last night, and she doesn't see anyone now.

As a noble son of the capital, Zhao Gang had his own unique arrogance, but he only faced ordinary people. Opposite him were Lin Ba and Shi Zhong, who didn't really agree with him.

Shi Zhong looked at Zhao Gang next to him, holding the wine glass and acting very elegant, but Shi Zhong felt that this guy was a nouveau riche at heart. He drank a glass of red wine in two or three sips, and said to show off: "

As for drinking, I like to drink red wine, and I only drink 1982 Lafite. Do you know why?" Without waiting for anyone to answer, he gave an answer: Because the 1982 Lafite tastes good!

Shi Zhong and Lin Ba looked at each other and exchanged glances, the meaning of which was self-evident. This young master Zhao was really a top-notch person.

After looking at his watch, Shi Zhong stood up and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao, I'm so sorry. I have some things to deal with tonight, so I'll take my leave now!"

Zhao Gang said: "If something happens to Mr. Shi, I won't keep you here!"

Shi Zhong nodded and went out. He didn't mean to refute Zhao Gang's face, but he really had something to deal with. Regarding Ying's matter, in the afternoon, he let the ghost-faced bat smell some of Ying's usual clothes, and then flew out to look for the ghost-faced bat.

Bats have extraordinary odor discrimination abilities, which Shi Zhong only recently learned about. He was asked to track enemies several times, but unexpectedly he developed this ability.

Just now, the ghost-faced bat sent a weak thought. Fortunately, he has reached a high level of cultivation and can feel it.

Linba put his arms around Zhao Gang, making Zhao Gang uncomfortable for a while. Linba said: "Come on, Mr. Zhao, I will take you to the interesting places in Zhouhang City to have fun, but before we leave, let's go

Check out, but don’t worry, I’ll treat you later and make sure you eat well!”

Half an hour later, in a food stall, Zhao Gang looked at the lobster on the table and said, "Is this a specialty of Zhouhang City?"

Linba said in surprise: "Young Master Zhao, don't you know? Let me tell you, when you come to Zhouhang City, if you don't eat this, your visit will be in vain. Come on, come on, don't be polite to me. Although I don't have much money, I treat you to these."

I still have money! Oh, and you have to eat lobster with Red Star Laobaigan. Come on, take a sip!"

On the side, someone saw Limba's enthusiasm and sighed. This young man is so generous. He ordered so many lobsters at once. I usually only buy a few to taste the fishiness.

Linba looked at Zhao Gang with a smile and took a sip of Laobaigan with a grimace, then peeled off the shrimp shell and ate one. His eyebrows suddenly relaxed, "Well... Mr. Lin, don't tell me, this way of eating is really delicious.

It’s so delicious!” He said as he peeled off the shrimp shells as if someone was trying to rob him.

Seeing Zhao Gang eating so happily, as if he was not drinking Laobaigan with over 50 degrees and more than ten yuan, but a century-old wine, Linba asked curiously: "Is it really so delicious?"

"Young Master Lin, haven't you eaten it before?" Zhao Gang said.

"No, how come I haven't eaten it before? I come here to eat it often, but I want to ask, does it suit your taste?" Linba frowned as he watched Zhao Gang swallow a big mouthful of Laobaigan.

How stomach-burning it is.

"Well..." Zhao Gang looked like he was enjoying it, "It's really delicious. Mr. Lin, let me tell you, I have to thank you today. Thank you for introducing such delicious food to me. We really don't know each other until we fight."

Friend!"

"What the hell...I'll eat one too!" Linba couldn't resist the temptation. Is it really so delicious? He also peeled off a lobster, and then ate it with a big mouthful of Lao Baigan. Suddenly, he felt as if he had eaten a fly and wanted to vomit.

But he held it back because he was afraid of the heat and Zhao Gang suspected that he was just trying to trick him.

Opposite me, Zhao Gang lowered his head, a smile of success flashed across his face. Damn, he tricked himself into eating such an unpalatable food, and even said that it is a specialty of Zhouhang City. My specialty is your mother!

"Master Lin, how do you feel?" Zhao Gang raised his head and smiled.

"Hmm... That's great. I miss you so much. Mr. Zhao, I also want to thank you. Without you, I wouldn't have time to come here to eat!" Linba looked like he was enjoying it, but his stomach was suffering.

He was vomiting but had a smile on his face.

"Come on, come on, Master Lin, don't just watch me eat. Since it's delicious, let's eat together!" Zhao Gang greeted warmly, and Lin Ba quickly declined, "You are a guest, how can I rob you?"

However, Zhao Gang was so enthusiastic that he peeled off the skin for Linba. Linba had to take it off with a grimace and said "thank you"!

When the boss saw it, he kept sighing, seeing what a good friend he was. Thinking this way, he smiled and said: "Two friends, you are welcome. Although I don't have much money, I am willing to give you a plate of lobster, which is considered a gift."

A great gift to you two!"

A gift for your whole family!

Lin Ba and Zhao Gang thought at the same time, with bitterness in their eyes. No matter what, this scene must go on, otherwise both of their faces would not look good. Then they looked at the remaining lobsters and Lao Baigan on the table, feeling uneasy in their stomachs.

The ground began to roll.

But at this time, Shi Zhong drove the car himself and rushed in the direction of the ghost-faced bat's flight. This made the co-pilot Semafa a little confused. Did the boss dislike his poor driving?

This is a villa halfway up the mountain. It is said that it was built by a Japanese businessman who spent a huge sum of money. During the construction, there were many doubts. Many people opposed allowing the Japanese to build villas and estates on their own mountains.

But in the end it was settled because the Japanese businessman had enough money to get the government to clear the way for him.

At this time, Shi Zhong drove the car towards the winding road in Fujia Mountain. This road was also built by Japanese businessmen, which made it convenient for many others.

Soon, a good-looking building appeared in front of us. Even at night, because of the street lights on both sides and the lights of the building itself, we could clearly see that the building inside had some classical elements in it, and there was no lack of intrigue, but there was also modern fashion.

The elements are inside, but if you want to see them clearly, you have to go in and take a look.

And this is where the ghost-faced bat points to Sakura.

The car stopped about ten meters away from the gate. Just as he was about to go over and knock on the door, he saw the gate open. Several Japanese men in black suits strode out and quickly formed two rows, blocking the way.

Shi Zhong noticed that the leader had a face full of vigilance. He stared at Shi Zhong coldly, and then shouted something quickly in a very unfriendly tone. Unfortunately, Shi Zhong did not understand Japanese.

, I didn’t understand a word. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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