(Sorry, dear book friends, I was delayed by something during the day today, so I updated it so late, one update today... Erdou will update five tomorrow, making up for the two updates owed today)
Zhan Qinglong has the habit of running at night, running around the entire Zhongnanhai seven or eight times before returning to the camp to sleep.
He is mainly responsible for protecting the safety of Chief No. 1 during the day. Chief No. 1 is surrounded by many bodyguards and the protection is sophisticated. Especially at night, in the depths of Zhongnanhai, the security level of Zhongnanhai is absolutely unimaginable.
Almost everyone in Zhongnanhai has seen Zhan Qinglong running at night. He is not very tall, but he is extremely strong. Looking at him running on the road, even if he is sweating profusely, his speed will not slow down at all.
It's as if he is a tireless robot.
Those who can live in Zhongnanhai are no ordinary families. They are either the absolute top leaders of the current red core, or they are descendants of the founding fathers of China.
Zhan Qinglong may seem aloof, but whenever he meets someone on the street, he will say hello politely. Many children of the younger generation in Zhongnanhai even call him their uncle affectionately. The children actually like this president.
They were uncles who were sweating profusely from running, and he would always give them sweets.
The guard camp of Zhongnanhai is located inside Zhongnanhai. The staff here is well-organized. Almost everyone is a warrior at the level of a king of soldiers. I am not bragging. What foreign agents are still the world's top killers? As long as they step in
In Zhongnanhai, you may be alone when you enter, but you may not even find ashes when you leave.
A black Hongqi car stopped at the gate of the camp. The soldier standing guard at the camp came over and knocked on the car window politely, "Sir, you'd better not park here."
The soldier said politely, of course they knew that they could enter Zhongnanhai and what the car with the license plate number 100 on it meant. The people inside were all big shots who could not afford to offend. Although these big shots had high status, they seemed untouchable.
Yes, but they are all very reasonable.
Zhu Kunyu was driving the car. After pressing down the window, he said with a smile: "Comrade, I'll wait for you here to fight, sir."
The soldiers recognized Zhu Kunyu. He was the third son of the Zhu family, and everyone called him Mr. Zhu in private.
"Mr. Zhu, why don't you wait inside our camp?"
"It still doesn't work. I stopped for a while and then drove away. I'm really sorry for causing trouble to you."
"Wherever, if there is anything you need me to do, just give me your orders."
The soldier finished speaking politely and went back to stand guard. His fellow soldiers came over to him in confusion and asked, "What's going on?"
The soldier smiled awkwardly and said, "It's the third master of the Zhu family."
The fellow soldiers understood immediately and smiled and stopped talking.
Zhan Qinglong returned to the camp after running, and his body was soaked with sweat. He had just turned thirty this year, which was when his body was at its most mature. In order to maintain the peak attributes of his body, he set a high amount of training for himself every day.
, night running is just one of them, there are a bunch of other trainings.
Don't just see his peak skills and honors, but not everyone can understand the hard work and hard work he has put in. He will always tell his comrades around him that his talent is actually average, just like any other member of the Zhan family.
, as long as you can be as harsh on yourself as he is, your skills will probably not be inferior to his.
Of course, this statement is somewhat modest, but it is also half true.
Zhan Qinglong saw the black Hongqi car and recognized it as the Zhu family's car. He immediately raised his eyebrows. His uncle had an accident a few days ago. He rushed back to the Zhan family to take care of the funeral. Since he was responsible for protecting the No. 1 leader
He didn't stay at home too long due to his heavy responsibility, but he also knew a little about his uncle's death and had an inseparable relationship with the Zhu family.
Zhan Qinglong took the initiative to stop, the door of the black Hongqi car opened, and Zhu Kunyu and Zhu Kunhang got out of the car together.
"Hello, officer Zhan!"
The opening remarks were very ordinary, and Zhu Kunhang walked over with a smile.
"Um."
Zhan Qinglong just nodded. It wasn't that he was so cold, but that he didn't have a good impression of Zhu Kunhang and Zhu Kunyu, and that was because of his uncle's death.
Zhan Qinglong knows what kind of person Zhan Cangqiong is, but he doesn't comment much. His father passed away early. It can be said that his uncle raised him up and taught him his skills. His uncle is an uncle, but he should be called an uncle more.
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Zhu Kunyu smiled and said: "Officer Zhan, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Zhan Qinglong said with a straight face: "No need, just say it here."
He will not fight against the two young masters of the Zhu family. Firstly, they are not direct enemies. Secondly, he is an extremely principled person. The Zhu family is the descendant of the founder of the red power in China. He is a child of a martial arts family. Unless there is
There is 100% certainty that they cannot escape the hatred and evidence of the relationship, otherwise they must consider the consequences before taking action. The Zhan family may very well be wiped out because of any of his impulses.
Zhu Kunhang said: "Officer Zhan, there must be a misunderstanding between us. We are deeply guilty of uncle Ling's death. We are here just to deal with uncle Ling."
Zhan Qinglong's brows moved, "Go on, be direct."
Zhu Kunyu took out the prepared suicide note from his pocket and handed it to Zhan Cangqiong with a guilty expression on his face.
Zhan Cangqiong took the letter dubiously, opened it and read it. The eyes of this iron-clad man suddenly turned red, and a thousand lines of murderous intent suddenly appeared on his sweaty face, and he let out a low roar.
: "Lin Kun!"
Zhu Kunhang sighed, with a sad look on his face, and said: "Senior Zhan is very skilled in martial arts, but this Lin Kun is a villain. He agreed to fight head-on, but in the end he called a group of people to ambush, otherwise Senior Zhan will
How can I not defeat him with my own skills? He is too insidious."
Zhu Kunyu also sighed: "It's a pity that Senior Zhan, the great master of the generation, ended up in the hands of villains. Our two brothers are also inseparable from the death of Senior Zhan. We invited Senior Zhan just to use Jianghu means."
, to resolve the personal conflict between us and Lin Kun, I didn’t expect..."
Zhan Qinglong folded the letter paper again and put it into the envelope. He clenched his other fist tightly and said, "Is the man named Lin still in Jiangnan? I want to see him."
Zhu Kunhang and Zhu Kunyu were overjoyed, but their faces remained calm, still looking regretful and sad, saying: "In Jiangnan, currently in the Shen family of Jiangnan."
"Okay, thanks!"
Zhan Qinglong did not have any good impressions of Zhu Kunhang and Zhu Kunyu because of this. The person he admired most in the Zhu family was Mr. Zhu. Apart from Mr. Zhu, in his opinion, the Zhu family had no successors. Several sons of the Zhu family
Including the grandson, although his abilities are above ordinary people, he still lacks the support. What a big family fears most is that there are no successors, and the family fortune cannot be maintained no matter how big it is.
Zhan Qinglong turned around and walked towards the camp. Zhu Kunhang and Zhu Kunyu's expressions were stunned for a moment, and they looked at each other. They did not chase after them, but there was a hint of pride in their eyes...
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