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Chapter 110: I Can Give You My Life

Standing on the side of China, rather than standing on the side of the Chinese government, these two short words are only different, but the meaning is completely different.

Zhao Gangjun's pupils shrank slightly, then nodded and said, "I will, chief."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhao Shiyan seemed very happy. He patted Zhao Gangjun on the shoulder and said, "Lao Lu and Shan He, if they are not too outrageous, you should not go against them again."

Zhao Gangjun remained silent.

"What? It's already reached this point. Can't you let go of the conflicts in the past?" Zhao Shiyan asked.

"cannot."

Zhao Gangjun shook his head and said, "Chief, I am a person who holds grudges."

Zhao Shiyan's smile froze slightly, then he shook his head and said, "You kid, you are good at everything, but sometimes you don't care about the overall situation. You have to know that Lao Lu is not just a person in the center."

Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Shiyan.

Zhao Shiyan didn't say anything more, but turned around and continued walking.

Zhao Gangjun was quite interested in what Zhao Shiyan had vaguely revealed, but he couldn't ask unless Zhao Shiyan said it.

"I heard that you are going to be a father soon?"

Zhao Shiyan asked as he walked.

"Um."

Zhao Gangjun nodded.

"Those two little girls are very nice."

Zhao Shiyan said.

Zhao Gangjun smiled.

"Remember to invite me when it's full moon," Zhao Shiyan said.

Zhao Gangjun was a little flattered, nodded and said, "I'm afraid you won't be available, Chief."

"It's been a long time since I had a drink with your dad and grandpa."

Zhao Shiyan said, "There just happened to be an opportunity."

"Okay, I will be waiting for you when the time comes." Zhao Gangjun nodded.

Following Zhao Shiyan, he circled the entire small garden and then returned to the starting point.

The God of War has been standing where he was before and has not left.

Zhao Shiyan left Zhongnanhai with the God of War, while Zhao Gangjun returned to Zhao Mansion alone.

Along the way, Zhao Gangjun was speculating on the true meaning of every word Zhao Shiyan said to him.

At Zhao Shiyan's level, it is naturally impossible to talk useless nonsense. Even if what he said is really nonsense, nonsense can often reflect a person's psychological state.

For this number one person in China, any attention and speculation is necessary.

The fact that Zhao Gangjun is as stable as he is now is inseparable from the support of the Chinese government.

Zhao Gangjun thought about it and finally came up with a rough idea.

After all, he is already very strong now, not only the strength of the Fang Group and the Zhao family, but also his own strength.

In the past, it was easy for Zhao Shiyan to control himself, because the God of War could easily kill him, but now it is no longer possible. The God of War can only compete with himself. Zhao Shiyan has lost the ability to control himself, so at this time, Zhao Shiyan needs to control himself.

Throw out a bigger olive branch, so that you can win over yourself and become his...comrade-in-arms.

Not everyone is qualified to be a comrade-in-arms of the number one man in China, but with Zhao Gangjun's current strength, he is already qualified to be a comrade-in-arms of Zhao Shiyan.

The easiest way to win over a comrade is to show goodwill and provide benefits. If you are willing to drink at your son's full moon wine, that is a great kindness.

After thinking about this, Zhao Gangjun couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Because Zhao Shiyan's performance proved that he is no longer the person he used to get everything from.

Zhao Shiyan can no longer control himself, so he must change his method and transform control into win-over.

Zhao Gangjun was very satisfied with this.

Although he is still far away from his father, it seems that this distance is no longer out of reach.

One day, I will be able to reach a higher level than my father!

Shortly after Zhao Gangjun returned to the Zhao Mansion, a transfer order from the central government came.

The central government decided to appoint Zhao Gangjun as the director of the National Security Bureau of China.

This time, Zhao Gangjun did not refuse.

Therefore, Zhao Gangjun became the director of the China National Security Bureau before the martial arts competition came.

And with such an identity, any performance of Zhao Gangjun in the martial arts competition is inseparable from the Chinese government.

Even if he makes it to the semi-finals or even wins the championship, he will be labeled by the Chinese government.

What he represents is the Chinese government.

With Zhao Gangjun becoming the director of the National Security Bureau, Zhao Gangjun's military rank was restored.

Since then, Zhao Gangjun has had two more names.

Director of the National Security Bureau, rank of major general.

In the eyes of others, these two names may be out of reach in a lifetime, but for Zhao Gangjun, they are within easy reach.

All because of Zhao Gangjun's strength.

Bai Yufan can develop the half-dead ancient martial arts federation into one of the best organizations in the country, because he is a master of the tenth level of ancient martial arts.

A Zhao Tiezhu can easily conquer the world and compete with the Baron for more than ten years, because Zhao Tiezhu is a Z-level master.

But now, Zhao Gangjun may already have Z-level strength, and the central government can't wait to extend an olive branch.

This made Zhao Gangjun understand that the prerequisite for anything must be that he is strong enough.

If I had reached my current strength a year earlier, the difficulties I had experienced this year would have been reduced by at least half.

However, many things actually have cause and effect. If I had not experienced these difficulties and fought hard several times, I would never have made such great progress in such a short period of time.

Zhao Gangjun became the director of the National Security Bureau and restored the rank of major general. This did not seem to attract too much attention.

It seems that Zhao Gangjun no longer needs to use these two names to attract people's attention.

Now Zhao Gangjun is less than 20 years old, but he already owns the Zhao family, the Fang Group, and the entire underground world of China. At the same time, he is also the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation, and his personal martial arts has reached a very high level.

, these multiple honors make the rank of director of the National Security Bureau and major general not look so dazzling.

Of course, this is not good news for the Guwu Family Alliance.

The Zhou and Bai families saw Zhao Gangjun getting stronger and stronger, but there was nothing they could do about it. This feeling was very uncomfortable.

In front of such a powerful Zhao Gangjun, they could only try to keep a low profile and wait.

Waiting for the opportunity to soar into the sky on October 1st and take back everything that belongs to them.

Time moves forward little by little.

On September 30th, many contestants who have entered the finals of this martial arts tournament have come to the capital through various methods to participate in the finals of the martial arts tournament.

A total of thirty-two contestants participated in this finals competition.

Half of these thirty-two players are from China, and the rest are masters from all over the world.

At noon on the 30th, the Japanese delegation participating in the martial arts competition arrived in the capital.

This time Japan secured three spots in the finals.

The quotas for these three finals belong to the three most powerful martial arts masters in Japan.

Two of them are god-level onmyojis, and the other one is Zhao Gangjun's acquaintance, Asami Yuma.

Zhao Gangjun was a little surprised when he saw Asami Yuma's name. This former owner of the Bauhinia flower actually dared to come to China to participate in such a large-scale competition. Isn't she worried about being killed by the Chinese people in the competition?

In order to show the cruelty of this martial arts competition, there is no so-called referee in the finals of the martial arts competition, and there is no so-called stoppage.

Two people fight until one party loses fighting ability or admits defeat. The winner advances to the next round. The fight continues until there is only one person left, and that person is the champion.

The game time is very short.

Four days in total.

Thirty-two goes into sixteen on the first day.

The next day sixteen goes to eight.

Eight into four on the third day.

The winner will be decided directly on the fourth day.

The champion will receive a very generous bonus and be jointly awarded the title of No. 1 in martial arts by the Ancient Martial Arts Federation, the World Martial Arts Association and other associations.

This title has no substantive effect, but the honor it represents is enough to drive all martial arts practitioners crazy.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second.

Everyone wants to be the best in the world, but who is the best in the world? The world is so big, not everyone has the opportunity to compete with another master.

Therefore, the value of first place in this martial arts competition will be very high.

After Asami Yuma arrived in the capital, she left the hotel and went to a private club in the capital.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao Gangjun."

Asami Yuma opened the door of a box and smiled and said hello to Zhao Gangjun who was already sitting in the box.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhao Gangjun looked at his watch and said, "I'm in a hurry."

"Mr. Zhao Gangjun, what is more important than drinking tea with a beautiful woman?" Asami Yuma asked curiously.

"Sister Furong asked me to go back early." Zhao Gangjun said.

"Guo Furong?"

Asami Yuma smiled and said, "I still remember her."

"So you should know that if you waste time again, I will take you back to see Sister Furong." Zhao Gangjun said.

"Then I'll keep the story short."

Asami Yuma nodded and said, "I hope you can keep our two great god-level onmyojis in China after the martial arts tournament is over."

"oh?"

Zhao Gangjun frowned and said, "You mean, you want me to kill those two people?"

"Yes."

Asami Yuma nodded and said, "The two of them have stayed in the shrine all year round. I am not completely sure that I can kill them. This time, they all left the shrine in order to participate in the martial arts competition, and China is your territory.

, with your help, I believe they will not be able to return to Japan."

"Are you kidding?" Zhao Gangjun said with a half-smile, "As far as I know, those two are the first and second masters of the shrine. Let's not say whether I can keep them or not. Even if I keep them,

You Japan, why don’t you go crazy and hunt me down?”

"I can do you good."

Asami Yuma said seriously.

"What's the benefit?" Zhao Gangjun asked.

"I...can give you my life."


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