"That's true. If it wasn't a pervert like a terrorist, who would come here to stir up trouble!"
Hearing what Qiao Lengdie said, Song Lei said with a smile: "There are so many terrorists, this is our territory, not the United States!"
Unfortunately, Qiao Lengdie and Aisha, who had only recently experienced a terrorist attack, didn't quite believe Song Lei's words. Only Feilun could hear his confidence in the army from Song Lei's words.
"What? Lei Zi, have you ever joined the army?" Feilun said playfully.
"Well, it's a pity that I failed to pass the selection of the reconnaissance camp. Later, I became a little discouraged and changed my career!" Song Lei lamented.
Feilun heard this and joked: "Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company?"
"Huh!?" Song Lei was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "No, the code name of the reconnaissance company I was looking forward to joining was Nighthawk, and the number... I can't tell you the number!"
"Oh no~~ A serial number is just like a phone number, so what can be kept secret?" Qiao Lengdie muttered.
Feilun glared at her and scolded: "What's the same as a phone number? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"
In fact, if you want to find someone in the army, it is useless to report the company code. Unless the company happens to be in the military division under its jurisdiction and someone happens to have heard of it, otherwise you can find the person. On the contrary, if you report the unit code, in
Within the scope of permission for inquiry, the location of the troops will definitely be found.
"Just shut up!" Seeing Fei Lun's glare, Qiao Lengdie immediately lost her temper and became as well-behaved as a Persian cat.
When Song Lei saw this scene, he was filled with envy. He thought to himself: It would be perfect if Mei Jun was so well-behaved! But he can only think about this kind of thing in his mind. If he dares to say it out loud, Fei Mei
You absolutely dare to let him kneel down on the CPU! To put it simply, in this young couple’s new home, the husband is in a bad relationship!
After driving to the parking lot in front of the rockery and parking the car, Song Lei took Feilun and his entourage around to the back of the rockery.
What I have to say is that this dry rest house looks unprepossessing from the outside. But it has a unique scenery inside. There are many pavilions and pavilions, and there is also a small artificial pond in the middle. Although the scenery is not picturesque, it is quite impressive.
People's eyes light up and their mood is cheerful.
Stopping by the pond, Song Lei glanced around, searching for the figure of Mr. Song. But before he noticed, Feilun had pointed to a stone table on the other side of the pond and said: "Leizi, look at that.
Mr. Song?"
Song Lei looked in the direction of Feilun's finger and immediately found three people sitting at the table, one of whom was his grandfather: "Yes, yes, that's my grandfather. He must be playing chess with Mr. Zhou again... Hi~~ This
Two stinky chess pieces!"
As soon as the last half of his complaint came out, Feilun slapped Song Lei on the back of the head: "Don't criticize your elders, okay?"
Song Lei rubbed his head and said bitterly: "I'm not criticizing my elders, I'm just complaining!"
Feilun glared and said, "If you have any complaints in your heart, don't say them out loud!" As he said this, he greeted Qiao Lengdie and Aisha and walked over to the other side of the pond first.
Coming closer, Mr. Song and Mr. Zhou, who Song Lei mentioned, were descending to the key point. Both of them had only two single soldiers left, Laowang Shanxiang. Mr. Song had two horses, while Mr. Zhou had one horse.
One shot.
However, from the chess shape point of view, the position of Mr. Zhou's horse cannon is more ideal. If Feilun plays it, the battle will definitely be resolved within seven moves. However, Mr. Zhou is worthy of being what Song Lei calls a bad chess piece. At the end of the game, he actually
After losing a cannon to Mr. Song, both sides only had one horse left, so they could only make peace.
On the contrary, Old Man Song and Queen Zhou, who knew that they were at a disadvantage, were quite happy. They didn't notice Fei Lun and others standing beside them. Instead, they shouted loudly: "Old Zhou, look, my level is even better.
You have made progress, but you have regressed a lot. It actually ended in a draw. Let’s play again if you have the ability!”
Mr. Zhou was obviously quite dissatisfied with the peaceful situation and shouted: "Come on if you come!"
Fortunately, the young man in military uniform who was sitting on the side watching the battle reminded him: "Grandpa Song, Lei Zi is here!"
When Mr. Song heard this, he turned around and saw Song Lei, and even Feilun: "Ah ha, your boy is finally here! Old Zhoutou, my master is here, it can't stop!"
As soon as the word "master" came out, Fei Lun was immediately embarrassed, and Mr. Zhou was even more confused. He said in shock: "Except for you and me, we are all young people here. Where is your master?"
Song Lao pointed at Feilun and said, "Isn't this just..."
Before he finished speaking, Feilun interrupted and said, "Mr. Song, you have to figure it out, I haven't promised you yet!"
When Song Lao heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Didn't you say last time that as soon as Lei Zi and Mei Jun got married..."
Feilun spread his hands and said, "But the problem is that they haven't held a wedding yet!"
"But they two have already received the certificate!" Mr. Song argued.
When Mr. Zhou saw Mr. Song's anxious face, he immediately sneered: "Old Song, are you confused? You are such a young man and you don't have a strong head and six arms. You actually want to worship him as your teacher? Can he?
What to teach you?”
Mr. Song said confidently: "Of course it is my favorite Kung Fu!"
Mr. Zhou was stunned when he heard this and said: "This kid knows kung fu? Why didn't I see it? It can't be fake, right?"
Hearing Mr. Zhou's words, Feilun just smiled lightly and didn't make much excuse. He just said: "Old man, what is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true!"
Seeing Feilun's calm and calm look, Mr. Zhou couldn't help but feel a little angry, and immediately said: "Huzi, since this young man is so confident, you go over and weigh it up!"
"Grandpa, isn't this bad?" Zhou Hu, a young man in military uniform said.
Mr. Song also said: "Old Zhou, please don't mess around. Hu Zi is my registered disciple after all. If I worship A Lun as my teacher, Hu Zi will be A Lun's disciple. This disciple can defeat his master."
Is this true?"
These words seemed to be discouraging a fight, but in fact they were encouraging, because after hearing what Zhou Hu said, there was a hint of evil in his eyes.
When Feilun saw this, he laughed and said, "Mr. Song, I don't accept you as my disciple, so you just want to take the opportunity to teach me a lesson. Are you too petty?"
"Master, you are wronged, how dare you accuse me!" Mr. Song shouted at Chong Tian Qu.
Feilun didn't bother to point him out. He tilted his head and looked at Zhou Hu, who had a Chinese character and a dark skin, and said: "Mr. Song, you said this is your apprentice, why don't I see any inner energy in him? You are a famous master.
Isn’t that too irresponsible?”
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Song, Mr. Zhou and Zhou Hu were all shocked. They had already seen through Zhou Hu's confidence before they even took action. At least, this kind of vision is not something ordinary people can possess.
Mr. Song scratched his head and said: "You can't blame me. Huzi was already fourteen years old when he became my disciple. At that time, he didn't feel the inner energy for more than half a year. Later, from fifteen to seventeen, he only felt
After receiving a few guidance from my side, the meridians finally took shape, but I can no longer train the inner energy. Who can blame me?"
Hearing this, Mr. Zhou was so angry that his body trembled: "You old thief Song, I'm sorry you didn't teach us Huzi seriously at all..."
"It's not that I didn't teach him, it's that Huzi's appearance and quality are limited, so he's not the material for martial arts training!"
"It's not the material for martial arts training?! It's not the material for martial arts training? You said that my Huzi is not the material for martial arts training, so what if he won the first place in the army competition?" Zhou Lao became more and more angry as he spoke.
"The fighting in the army competition relies on fists, not real kung fu!" Song Lao curled his lips and said, "Besides, even if it is an army competition, the juniors there may not be able to defeat me now.
!”
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Zhou choked to death immediately, not for any other reason, but because when Zhou Hu came, he had two moves with Mr. Song before, but was knocked to the ground easily, with little power to fight back: "You
, you you..."
Seeing that the two old children were about to quarrel on the spot, Feilun quickly interrupted: "Actually, it's a good thing that Brother Zhou Hu hasn't developed his inner energy, otherwise he would have been offended at his age!" After that, he still acted as if
He glared at Mr. Song meaningfully.
Mr. Song, who originally wanted to quarrel with Mr. Zhou, was stunned and looked at Feilun blankly. Mr. Zhou didn't know the reason and glared at Feilun angrily: "Boy, what do you mean by this?"
Feilun shrugged and said, "That's what you meant!" After saying that, he walked up to Mr. Song and poked his Shenjue point. Mr. Song suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, "Ha, old man, I'm warning you.
Please don't continue to practice forcefully, it seems that you haven't listened to me much in the past few months!"
At this time, Mr. Song's palms were like chicken feet, and he seemed to be going crazy. Song Lei and Zhou Hu were so frightened that they rushed up to help him.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?"
"Brother, what happened to my grandfather?"
Feilun waved his hands and said: "Nothing's wrong, it's just a matter of dispersing the energy. I have dissipated the internal energy accumulated in the old man's body in recent months, so there is no danger. But next time, I will not take action."
!" By the end of the sentence, his voice had become extremely cold.
Mr. Song said with a heavy breath: "Many, thank you very much!"
Zhou Hu heard the word "thank you" from Mr. Song and looked at Feilun brighter. He asked Song Lei to support the old man alone. He cupped his fists at Feilun and performed a military salute, saying: "Brother Fei, listen.
Lei Zi calls you uncle, so your surname must be Fei? I want to ask you for advice, but I don’t know..."
Fei Lun tilted his head and looked at him again, and said: "The martial courtesy is returned to Zhou Zheng, so let's join hands!"
"Hands!?" Zhou Hu was stunned for a moment.
When Feilun saw Zhou Hu in a daze, he was also a little stunned. He rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Zhou Hu, don't you even know what it means to join hands?"
The so-called hand-to-hand is what warriors call a point-and-stop sparring, and if they really start to fight, the martial arts that warriors have learned are always about death or injury, and they must at least beat their opponents until they lose arms and legs before stopping.
"Idiot! Hu Zi, joining hands is a competition of strength, but your strength is completely real strength, so don't compete!" Mr. Song also knew how much Zhou Hu weighed. When he heard Fei Lun say joining hands, he hurriedly came out.
Sound stops.
Zhou Hu didn't quite listen to Mr. Song's words. He cupped his fists again and said, "Brother Fei, I still want to spar with you!"
Feilun said: "I don't care, let's do this, you attack and I defend, as long as you can make me move even half a step, you win, okay?"
When Zhou Hu heard this, his blood immediately rushed to his forehead, thinking that you look down on me too much! But then he calmed down and realized that he had been impetuous before the battle. He immediately calmed down and started to use his military fighting skills.