Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.70 No matter what it takes to replace
From Bazarcay in Armenia, it only takes half an hour to drive across the border into the enclave of Azerbaijan, if you drive a little faster.
Two-phase Land Rover, three-phase JHIC, one-phase iron pickup truck, fully enclosed rear compartment, several people sitting in the seats wearing sunglasses, their hair neatly combed back, this kind of guy,
Definitely not some bullshit bodyguard or gangster. "Boss, why don't we land directly in Azerbaijan?" a strong man asked Balboa.
The guy with a nose like a bald eagle glanced coldly at this unreasonable guy, and then said in an even colder tone: "Do you think those guys in Nakhichevan who are shouting long live Allah will let us enter easily?
Idiot! Azerbaijan believes in Islam.
Speaking of which, the three Transcaucasian countries believe in different religions. Georgia is Eastern Orthodox, Armenia is Christian, and Azerbaijan is Islamic.
But because of Russia and some neighboring countries, they are still relatively united with each other, a weak alliance.
Iran, which the United States calls an evil country, borders Armenia and Azerbaijan. As for Turkey, a stupid country that claims that it is a descendant of the Great Turks, it basically just treats them as a turkey country. "I hope our action will be successful.
.damn it……"
Due to years of activity, Balboa's strong body is no longer what it used to be. He feels a bit like a strong man in his twilight years. However, he still persists in his beliefs and fights for the interests of the United States of America...
Nakhichevan has many microcosms of the former Soviet Union, but after all, this place is just a small place. In China, which is overcrowded and crowded, once you get used to it, when you come here, you will only sigh: "**! People.
It’s so fucking hot.
We can see some Central Asians who look like Uncle Afanti, but their eyes are still quite fearful when they look at this person. They are instinctively afraid.
There are many Chinese restaurants in Nakhichevan, but because there are still many Muslims in the city, it is not easy to eat pork. But fortunately, it doesn’t matter. “Cheers!” John Wang raised his glass and said with a smile, “Qi!
"
Zhang Bi and Mark both raised their glasses, drank a glass of sake, and then stopped drinking. They do not drink strong alcoholic beverages if they are not familiar with it. This principle applies to everyone. "Looking at you, you are quite energetic.
Many, after practicing for several months, you should have gained a lot of insights. Zhang Bi asked.
John Wang nodded: "I have some insights. Now I understand that the more you learn, the better. More means more complexity. So when necessary, you still have to specialize in one or several subjects and be able to master one skill."
By mastering it, you can become stronger.”
Zhang Bi nodded: "All martial arts masters are like this. No master starts his career by relying on miscellaneous knowledge. There are countless geniuses in this world, but only one out of ten can become a master. Those who can become a master are even rarer.
To create one and a half moves, a first-generation master is much higher level than Grandmaster Xun Zan." "From a philosophical point of view, how to explain it?" Wang John asked humbly for advice.
Mark was also eating vegetables and looking at Zhang Bi from the side.
Zhang Ben said seriously: "Look at the essence through phenomena.
Mark laughed and said, "You're right! That's how fighting is. If someone punches you and you're still thinking about how to deal with it, you're not very good at it. If your body is faster than your brain, it means you already have good instincts.
If you can not only resist, but also counterattack, you are a first-rate master. Beyond that...it is the strength of a master. Each move, every move, and the killing move are all clouds. Only the essence remains unchanged. Then
That’s the purpose.”
Zhang Bi also greatly agreed: "Everyone's martial arts principles are different. Of course, looking around the world, most of them aim to kill and subdue their opponents. So after summarizing by predecessors, such martial arts principles can all be classified as
The word "kill" is used. But how to kill, how to kill, and to what extent are the details of the appearance."
John Wang was thoughtful and asked: "Can you understand it this way? If I want to hurt someone and the target is the heart of the other person, then I can use a knife, fist, or finger? The purpose is very clear, which is to attack the heart.
Kill and injure the opponent. What about the other means, they are all trivial?"
"It can be understood that way, but it's a bit too much to say it's a detail. Sometimes too much emphasis on moves will become flashy, because the same moves are not suitable for all environments. For example, if the terrain is flat and the opponent is tall, you
It is very stupid to have to wrestle. And if the terrain is high and low, and the opponent is small, then there will be many advantages in wrestling. You must have understood this benefit now."
Zhang Bi looked at John Wang, tore a chicken leg and chewed a few mouthfuls. John Wang had a drink, hummed, then nodded and said: "Does that mean that if you despise the moves too much, you will become inflexible?
"
Mark said from the side: "If you only train your body but not your moves, it's like being as big as an ox but without sharp teeth and claws. If you don't have enough means, you will still be played to death. This kind of thing still requires more practice, more fights, and more thought.
, you are still very early!" He spoke carelessly, making John Wang blush.
Zhang Bi said sternly: "Although Mark's words are a bit rough, the truth is not bad. It's just that there are different introductions. Just like Mark, his normal amount of training is far from enough, but
He still maintains a strong combat power because he focuses more on actual combat and uses actual combat to enhance his strong fighting spirit, which has a bit of a stimulant effect." "Oh shit! This is the right way for me, and yours is the evil way!"
Mark shouted with his eyes rolled in dissatisfaction. Zhang Bi curled his lips and said: "Normally, exercise is indispensable. What you do is the evil way. This is just a little difference in the pursuit of martial arts.
If Wang John realized something, he nodded and said: "I used to be a frog in the well. I thought that as long as I defeated more people, it meant that I was already strong. After we said goodbye at the foot of the mountain, I felt that I had underestimated the heroes of the world. I was really ashamed.
"
Mark laughed loudly, "I'm so ashamed, I'm the biggest boss in the world! Who hasn't had such thoughts! It's very normal!"
Zhang Bi also smiled and said: "As the saying goes, you know your shame and then you are brave. Your talent is not bad. It is only a matter of time before you become a grandmaster. What you lack is experience." His old-fashioned words made Mark look down upon him.
: "You're just pretending to be a wolf with a big tail." Just as he was talking, Mark's cell phone rang. He frowned and felt bad. With his contact information, he knew that he didn't have many contacts. When he saw it, it was Li Fengyue.
"What's going on?" Mark asked.
Li Fengyue said: "One message, one thousand US dollars. How about it? The guy with you may be in big trouble now." Mark frowned and said: "Deal, send it over." After saying that, he hung up the phone and opened it.
E-mail. "Who is it?" Zhang Ben tore into the chicken legs, and the little loli Katyusha was drinking shark's fin soup next to him. The owner of the shop is a Cantonese, not tall, but quite enthusiastic. Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is also a good idea.
It was considered a blessing. "Haha..." After drinking, he patted his belly comfortably, leaned back, took out the hurricane again, and played the strategy game. "Li Fengyue." Mark opened the email and scanned it.
He glanced at it and put it in front of Zhang Bi, "See for yourself." Zhang Bi glanced at it and said strangely: "American?"
Mark squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you must have done something in China to make them focus on you." Zhang Bi thought for a while, took out Shang Hexin's card, and dialed his
Number. "I thought you wouldn't come looking for me." Shang Hexin was feeding goldfish and bird turtles in his room, and a Pomeranian was lying on the sofa.
He patiently tore the pieces of bread, put them down, opened the turtle's mouth, stretched out his head, and swallowed the pieces of bread. "Do you know the situation?" Zhang Ben asked strangely.
"Absolutely." Shang Hexin wore a pair of slippers, walked to the sofa, sat down slowly, and then said: "But the Americans will not send too many people. If there is too much movement in the Transcaucasus, the Russians will not buy it.
"What's the general situation?" Zhang Bi asked.
"They will come directly to you. Wherever you are, they will appear." Shang He thought for a while and then said: "If you need help, I can still provide some. Although the number is a little smaller."
"No, I just want to understand the situation. If you are mentally prepared, there is nothing to be afraid of. The Americans will not send an infantry division to trouble me." Zhang Bi said.
Shang Hexin wore a pair of glasses, and the lights flickered, and his eyes looked like a pool of stagnant water: "That's not necessarily the case." Zhang Ben's heart skipped a beat. Shang Hexin's words were not a good sign.
"But for the time being... there shouldn't be any big problems. The more chaotic Georgia is, the better it is for you. The Americans won't have much plans there. But if you feel that there is a lot of crisis, you can enter Iran. The specific contact information is,
Contact someone and I can help.
Shang Hexin's words are really encouraging. Boss Shang's behavior is full of momentum. His voice is not high, but it gives Shen Sui a powerful feeling, as if this person is so reliable.
Zhang Ben thought for a while and said to himself: It seems that it is really because of my resilience, but it doesn't matter, no one can do anything to me.
Shang Hexin rubbed his temples, feeling a little distressed in the past two days. After thinking about it, he still said to Zhang Bi: "You'd better not come to me directly. You've been in a lot of trouble recently, so it's easy to expose you."
Zhang Bi was stunned and said: "It sounds like your situation is not very good either."
"It's just a traitor. It needs a little time to deal with it." Shang Hexin understated it, which made Zhang Ben extremely impressed. If this person practiced martial arts, he would probably be in the state of perfection.
The traitor... Zhang Bi became somewhat clear about it.
I'm afraid that it was this traitor who did his best to expose his affairs to the Americans.
hey one one r one one one
"Boss Shang, thank you very much.
"Zhang Bi said.
"Hang up, I'm going to bed." Shang Hexin said.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Bi sneered, and Mark said aside: "From what you said on the phone just now, it seems like the Yankees are really going to attack you?" Wang John was stunned and had a meal... Why did it seem like something big happened?
Coming? He was so annoyed that he was so unlucky to hear such a thing while eating. Zhang Ben chewed a bite of chicken indifferently and said, "Come here soon. After this meal, leave first."
Mark brought the bag over and zipped it up. John Wang took a look and was filled with grief and anger. It was full of weapons. He saw automatic rifles, grenades and landmines...
Fighting?
He zipped up the zipper again and patted it: "There is still no problem in dealing with them.
"What are you..." John Wang looked horrified.
Zhang Bi said indifferently: "It's just a fight with the Americans, no need to make a fuss."
Although Wang John is tall and tall, it is a pity that he has never experienced such a thing as killing someone until his hands are weak.
What's more, I didn't expect that these two people would actually go against the Americans. Just thinking about such a thing makes me feel scared.
Katyusha was sharp-eyed and shouted: "Ha, little melon!"
"Sit tight." Zhang Bi glared at her, "No touching."
The little loli bit her fingers and looked at the bag with greedy eyes.
She has always wanted to have a little melon of her own, and she must keep it. When the most important moment came, she pulled the tab and saved all the most important people to her.
Girl, your ideal is really great.
"Don't worry, the Americans can't find it on your head.
Zhang Ben said teasingly.
John Wang was also extremely embarrassed, and just said: "You really make people speechless, even Americans can be provoked."
Zhang Ben smiled, and Mark was even more disdainful: "Americans are nothing. Even if they are Martians, they will be killed when they come." Both of them are vicious people, and most of them will kill any invading enemies.
He won't hold back.
However, this time the Yankees are coming in a menacing manner, and they are quite determined to complete the task at all costs. After glancing at the general information, and combining it with some previous things, I guess I understand the tyranny of the Yankees. This is to complete their efforts.
In one battle, both Zhang Bi and Katyusha were controlled. In this way, one kills multiple birds with one stone, and saves worry and effort. However, there is still a risk of losing one's life if one fails to eat the tiger. It depends on how these people think about it. Another one,
Zhang Ben never thought of solving the problem easily. This situation was likely to lead to a fierce battle.
He secretly thought to himself that if he and Mark joined forces, the number of people coming from the other side would be limited. If they hide first and then kill, they would definitely be able to get rid of them all. After thinking about it, I was not afraid. These days, no one should be afraid of the other.
"Leave!"
Zhang Ben stood up, washed his hands with hot water, wiped them clean, and picked up his bag. There were two 54 Black Stars stuck in his waist. There were also five grenades and several magazines inside.
Both he and Mark had put on the same outfits, and if they were thrown out like this, they would just think they were gangsters, but unexpectedly they turned out to be comparable to terrorists. Katusha also wore simple clothes.
For clothes, I put on a pair of small sunglasses, pink, with heart-shaped lenses and ambassador wings embellished on the edges. They are a bit cute and very nice.
"Brother, the Lun family just wants little melons."
After muttering, Katyusha said very dissatisfied that Zhang Bi was in debt.
Mark next to him laughed loudly: "This girl is quite interesting, and she is really close to me.
Zhang Ben flicked her forehead with his finger: "No, you are too young, these are not for you. You don't even have the strength to fire and hold a gun."
Katyusha was very angry. She stared at Zhang Bi for a long time, then covered her head and drooped, feeling very depressed.
Picking up the little Lolita, Mark bit a toothpick, squinted his eyes and said with a grin: "Hey, it seems to me that we are almost there. Although there are no Americans in Azerbaijan, they have arrangements in Armenia. To enter
Nakhchivan, it doesn’t take much time.”.
"They won't overwhelm the chariot, I'm sure of that," Zhang Bi said seriously.
Mark chuckled: "Habits can't be broken."
Both of them had military thorns in their cuffs, like the fangs of poisonous snakes. They were always ready to expose their fangs and inject venom. "Hello?" Mark received the call again. Then he said blankly: "Your news is really ***
Well-informed!
It still belonged to Li Fengyue. Obviously, this kid got some news from nowhere and informed Mark: "This news is worth at least two thousand US dollars." "I know, you son of a bitch will need the money! Mark is impatient."
He hung up the phone. Zhang Ben asked: "What's wrong?" "The Yankees came from Balzachay, and they may have entered Nakhichevan from the east. We have to leave quickly, or find a place to start farming first." Mark
said.
Zhang Ben nodded, and the two of them built a car. It was a 1968 Cass car. It was very retro. "But in Nakhichevan, this will give you a lot of status, because others will think that you are someone who can afford to drive an old car."
After all, it is an old car that is thirty or forty years old, so it will make you feel very personal.
"Where are we going?" Zhang Bi asked Mark.
"Julifa! It's a small town in the middle and lower reaches of the Arras River. It's close to Yihu. If the feng shui is not right, we can go to Iran. Anyway, Iran is a poor country and there are not many people who can stop us. We will move along the border for a while and then
It will be more beneficial for us to return to Azerbaijan." Mark said. Zhang Ben nodded, understanding.
This intercity highway was pretty good, and Balboa Brosnan happened to arrive here when they left Nakhichevan.
Although they had a lot of information in hand, when they entered the boxing gym and found Kournikova, they found nothing.
The only person who saw Bowser applying a hot towel to his arms was the head agent of CIA 5 who asked Bowser: "It looks like he was seriously injured."
Kournikova held a slender cigarette in her mouth and said helplessly: "With the power of monsters, this guy is the most resistant to beating here, but he was still beaten so hard that he couldn't lift his head. It's really speechless."
You can tell."
Balboa Brosnan squinted his eyes and took out two hundred dollars: "I need to find that strong boxer. My boss is recruiting some strong bodyguards. If I find him, I think I can give you more."
"Balboa, Brosnan and the others were standing nearby, their aura was extraordinary.
Kournikova is well-informed, and she doesn’t think these guys are ordinary people. Look at their clothes and the huge Land Rovers and JNCs outside. These are all valuable cars.
It's rare in Nakhichevan. "Uh... let me think about it, I seem to remember who they walked with?" Kournikova squinted at the two hundred dollars, and then pretended to be confused.
Thinking there. This Azerbaijani bitch!
Balboa, Brosnan cursed in his heart, but still said with a smile on his face: "Maybe this will make you think faster." He took out another two hundred dollars. "They went out with a few weird guys.
There was a guy who was a tall, handsome guy with blond hair. Kournikova grabbed four hundred dollars, held it in her hand and looked at Balboa and said, "Are you sure it's Chinese?" Balboa asked.
Kournikova put four hundred dollars into her plump breasts, swung her butt and sat on the steps of the ring: "Of course, I swear. When I was young, I found a Chinese teacher.
I’m my boyfriend. His Chinese is very good, I can swear to it.”
Balboa nodded, then smiled and said: "Thank you, I think my boss needs such a strong guy as a bodyguard. After all, our business is quite big. After saying that, he put on his sunglasses, and then said in a solemn voice: "
Let's go. His voice was very low. When these people went out, the whole air seemed to be humming again with the car engine outside.
Soon, some people outside had reported the news. Obviously, besides John Wang, who else had such qualifications? This handsome blond guy and some of his fellow disciples were blocked in the alleyway. There was a JNC in front and behind,
A group of strong men appeared in front and behind them. Boya wore sunglasses and asked in an unusually calm tone: "Is this Mr. John Wang?" Who are you?" John Wang asked in a deep voice with cold sweat on his forehead. He saw
It's a bunch of pistols. "It doesn't matter who we are. You just need to tell me where those two Chinese men went. In his left hand is a stack of US dollars, and in his right hand is a custom Colt seven-shooter."
If you said you didn't know, you would go see God right now." Balboa's Colt tops
"They're going south! They're going south!" A slightly shorter guy suddenly shouted loudly. There were beads of sweat on his forehead. Obviously, he didn't want to die in the hands of this group of unknown people.
John Wang was furious. In fact, he was ready to take action just now.
He also had a gun on him.
Balboa curled his lips and smiled: "I like smart people because they have made indelible contributions to the progress of society.
He threw a stack of U.S. dollars on the ground, then looked back at John Wang and the others with mocking eyes: "I think I will miss you." After that, the car started and disappeared from sight. "Asshole.