One electric motorcycle was obviously not enough for four people. Ren Bing and two of his subordinates went out and took a taxi to Heaven and Earth. These few people really didn't help the rich man save money. They entered the private room and ordered more than twenty dishes.
, I also chose expensive ones, and finally ordered two bottles of 30-year-old Moutai.
Xu Qing didn't care. Even if these guys were stuffed to death, they wouldn't be able to eat him. What's more, they still had a 50% discount card in their pockets, so just let them eat as much as they wanted.
After three drinks and five dishes, Ren Bing suddenly stopped his chopsticks and winked at his two men. The two men in black immediately left their seats and began to carefully inspect the box. In less than five minutes, they rushed to the wall lamps and vents.
A pinhole camera and a miniature listening device were found everywhere.
The two of them got rid of these things with quick hands and feet. Xu Qing felt panicked and cursed: "You are paralyzed. There are people watching you even when you are eating. What kind of plane are you doing in the sky?"
Ren Bing smiled disapprovingly and said: "It's useless even if you call the boss here. At most, it's to protect the equipment in the box. Just dismantle these little things and it'll be fine. Speaking of which, your Wei family boy is here."
The video in the box is thanks to these little things.”
Xu Qing smiled sarcastically and said, "Not to mention, this little thing is really useful. Fortunately, I didn't pee in the box!" Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly became weird.
Ren Bing narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "You guys are wondering if there is something like this in the toilet? I guess there is no such courage in heaven and earth."
Xu Qing replied casually: "What if they want to protect the bedpan or something?"
Ren Bing was choked again, frowned and thought for a while, "Then there's really nothing we can do against them."
Xu Qing spread his hands and leaned on the chair and said: "You didn't come to me today just to have a meal, right? If you have anything to do, you might as well talk about it openly, so that everyone can feel comfortable."
Ren Bing smiled, took out a small stack of documents from his handbag, put it on the table and said: "Our purpose this time is very simple. We invite you to join the Chinese Martial Arts and enjoy the treatment of deputy director level."
Xu Qing seemed to have expected that the other party would make such an invitation, and without reaching for the documents on the table, he said slowly: "First of all, let me tell you what the Chinese martial arts does. I am just a common man who has become well-off, and I don't want to be confused.
I was slapped with a bunch of disciplinary rules and so on!"
Ren Bing pushed the document forward and said seriously: "It is written very clearly. After reading it, you can consider whether to join, but I can tell you clearly that joining the Chinese Martial Spirit is a great honor for all descendants of Yan and Huang.
, of course everything is done voluntarily.”
Voluntary? What a cheater you are! You drew a gun and vomited blood on the rooftop just now. It's obvious that you want to play a dirty trick and let me join in! Xu Qing cursed a few times, but chose to pick up the documents on the table and read them.
He got up, but who knew that just after reading a few lines, his eyes would never be able to look back.
Huaxia Wuhun is an ancient martial arts special combat group under the direct leadership of the Central Special Operations Department. The group currently has a special operations group, an information group and a special service group. The special operations group is divided into five special operations teams, all with the ancient martial arts world Xuanhuang.
The four realms are arranged in levels, and each team has two ancient warriors. The lowest combat power is the peak of the mysterious realm, and the highest is the middle level of the earth realm. Ren Bing is the captain of the fifth special warfare team, and the worshiper of this group is none other than Wang Tiangang.
Each special team has a total of ten members, one captain and one deputy captain. The average combat strength of the members is at least the middle level of the Yellow Realm, and they enjoy national allowances at the director level. The duty of the Chinese martial arts is to monitor all special groups and punish those with special abilities who are in society.
The various criminal activities caused on the Internet focus on the mysterious and powerful ancient warriors.
Since ancient times, human nature has been divided into good and evil, and ancient warriors have also been divided into good and evil. Some ancient warriors with powerful abilities claimed to be detached from the secular world and respected themselves. They did not pay attention to secular laws at all, and the harm they caused to society was often difficult to understand.
It is expected that the Chinese Wuhun will take on the responsibility of exterminating evil at this time, and any individual who threatens the stability of the country and the people will be severely punished.
Using ancient martial arts to control ancient martial arts is the right medicine. Every member of the Chinese Wuhun not only shoulders the responsibility of An Nei, but also needs to be always prepared to deal with threats from people with special abilities from other countries. To a certain extent, the Chinese Wuhun
It is a sharp weapon of the country and bears the sacred responsibility of guarding the stability of the country.
Nowadays, except for the fifth special warfare team of China Wuhun, which only has eight people, the other four teams all have ten people. Xu Qing saw that at the end of the list of the five teams on the document, there were two names with small red brackets after them, which read
, sacrificed. It can be seen that there were ten people in the fifth team before, but for some reason two died.
There were two names in the column dedicated to the fifth team, Wang Tiangang and Tang Jinsong. What shocked Xu Qing was that there was also a small red bracket behind Tang Jinsong's name, and there were also two small red characters written with blood, "Sacrifice."
In other words, only Mr. Wang is left alive among the worshipers of the fifth team, and the one named Tang has long since disappeared. Xu Qing looked at Tang Jinsong's name several times, and his heart was shocked in vain. He pointed at that name and pointed at Ren Bing.
Said: "Who is this worshiper named Tang?"
Ren Bing smiled bitterly, nodded and said: "Yes, Tang Jinsong is Tang Guobin's grandfather, a peak warrior in the Xuan Realm. Unfortunately, he died in an operation to encircle and suppress the ancient warriors of the evil sect. He blocked a palm for your master...
…”
Xu Qing finally understood why Mr. Wang would silently protect the Tang family for decades, even when he died alone, he never left the Tang family. What is friendship and what is a promise? He seemed to see a lonely figure standing proudly in the sea of knives and fire, who
When the descendants of the Tang family are enemies, that agile figure will fly away, with swords and blood shadows, fighting the world alone...
Unknowingly, two drops of tears fell from Xu Qing's moist eyes. I hope Mr. Wang can successfully break through the situation this time and regain his new life!
"Joining the Chinese Martial Spirit will not have a big impact on your current life, but you have to return to the capital headquarters every winter solstice for ten days of training and level assessment. Currently, the number of missions for the fifth team is very small. If there are mission arrangements, we will notify you in advance.
, you can get generous rewards after completing the mission..."
Ren Bing's voice became lower and lower as he spoke at the end. The current fifth special operations team is in decline. The whereabouts of the enshrined Wang Tiangang are erratic, and the vacancies of the two lost members have never been filled. In recent years, his days as captain have been even worse.
It was sad that he was overwhelmed by his colleagues in the annual competition. Seeing the five special operations teams that had been so majestic in the past reduced to a weakling, it was self-evident how he felt in his heart.
Xu Qing closed the document with a snap, looked up at Ren Bing and the two men in black, frowned and said, "Will you help me if I beat up someone after joining the Chinese martial arts?"