"Brother Duan, don't tell me you're going to use a dark hand..."
Chen Ke raised her crooked eyebrows when she heard Duan Guochao's last words. She had a good-looking face and worked in Guoan.
However, the unintentional raising of eyebrows just now has a bit of charm, like iceberg aoxue turning into red soft fingers.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell right away that this Chen Ke had developed feelings for Duan Guochao. Obviously, Duan Guochao is handsome and has high martial arts skills. Such a young man will naturally be admired by girls.
Dong Ling sat on the other side, watching the two whispering to each other, but remained silent for fun.
"Let's have a look before we talk." Facing Chen Ke's question, Duan Guochao sighed, and then slowly closed his eyes. Seeing his appearance, Chen saw a resentful look on his face.
"Abbot Yongxin strictly forbids Shaolin Temple people to be associated with politics, and only engage in economics and martial arts. But many disciples from our Shaolin Temple have entered the government department, some have entered the business world, some are overseas, and some have become big stars in film and television. The relationship is intertwined, the power involved is huge, and the influence is growing, which inevitably arouses the suspicion of many people. The members of the Military Commission cultivate a martial arts master, and use the prestige of Laoshan Taoism to open a martial arts gym. It is clear that they want to gradually operate and expand their influence. , to carry out a grand plan, in the next few decades, to suppress our Shaolin, or to fight against each other. This time my two uncles are also stupid, how could they be used as gunmen? But the big tree of our Shaolin Temple It’s inevitable that there will be dead branches and leaves.”
Although Duan Guochao closed his eyes and rested his mind, his heart was ups and downs.
"Guoan's food is not good, and I have a bad relationship with the leader. I have long wanted to find an opportunity, make a big or small mistake, and then leave, find a job, and live a stable life. Look at the military commission this time. What is the potential of that master, and will it pose a threat to our Shaolin in the future? If so, then I will take this opportunity to make a dark move. I can also contribute some strength to the master."
Having made arrangements in his heart, Duan Guochao let out a long sigh.
He is known as the "National Arhat" and he is the number one master of Shaolin laymen. He became famous before he was twenty years old. After joining the national security department, he carried out many dangerous missions, fought against many secret masters, honed his martial arts more and more, and his martial arts were superb. Naturally, Wang Chao would not be taken seriously.
Although Wang Chao has become famous recently, he is in the martial arts circle in Southeast Asia. As for the killing of Ye Xuan earlier, Duan Guochao also knew about it. However, this does not constitute a reason for his attention.
Duan Guochao also heard about the battle between Wang Chao and Ye Xuan in the Northeast. He heard that both of them fought very hard.
Ye Xuan is equal to the young disciple of Iga Gen, the number one master in the Japanese martial arts world, and the imaginary enemy in Duan Guochao's heart is Iga Gen as his opponent. How could he care about someone who is on the same level as his apprentice.
So on the plane, he made up his mind that if Wang Chao had potential, he would use his dark strength to hurt him when they met, so that the other party could not improve his martial arts.
This is equivalent to Wang Chao pinching Miyagi Hanshin with dark eagle claws to urinate blood six days later.
Although Duan Guochao joined Guoan, he has not worn away his arrogance as a warrior for so many years, so he talks back to the leaders of Guoan, which is very unpopular.
It's just that because of his ability and the support of the teacher's relationship behind him, nothing has been done to him. But in the end, he was given a lot of small shoes to wear.
Because of this, Duan Guochao wanted to leave Guoan and live an ordinary life.
With his ability, as long as he breaks away, he will definitely do something great.
But Guoan is not a vegetable market, you can come and leave whenever you want. So Duan Guochao planned to make some mistakes this time, and then went to several leaders who were also disciples of Shaolin, and asked them to help him by borrowing the relationship of his fellow disciples.
"At worst, I'll be in prison for three to five years. I'm only in my early thirties when I come out. I just happen to be practicing martial arts in prison, and I don't care about everything." The mistake Duan Guochao was about to make was precisely Wang Chao.
He didn't take Wang Chao seriously.
Indeed, Wang Chao's experience and opponents have no reason for him to take them seriously.
"Shh! Up to now, I have taken one step at a time. Although the troubles entangled in me are chaotic, I have a bottom line and principle in my heart. As long as I don't break through this, let it go. If I break through this, something , I still have to give up.”
Inside the room, Wang Chao's mind was in turmoil, with various thoughts flashing back and forth, guesses, thoughts and worries about the future, all of which were like heavy boulders pressing on his heart.
But after all, he is a person with a firm mind, unlike the general indecisiveness, he slowly sorted out the relationship. Set a bottom line for yourself.
"Huh!" He rotated his dantian lower abdomen, crossed his chest, squeezed his lungs, calmed down, and exhaled a long breath.
This breath seemed to want to spit out the confusion in his heart and all the stones that were pressed down. He blew it away, and the teacups on the table were blown up and fell to the ground. They fell to pieces with a bang.
This sound shocked Wang Chao again. Looking at the shattered white porcelain teacup on the ground, he finally made up his mind.
"My whole body of kung fu was given to me by her, and my fate was also reversed on that snowy morning. Even in the future, if the organization asks me to deal with her, it is absolutely impossible. Guoshu, Guoshu, has a country in my heart." , I have skills in my hands, but this country is a country of tens of thousands of people. It is not a country of one family, one surname, or one faction."
Standing up, spread his hands and five fingers apart, then with a violent shake, he clenched his fists and five fingers tightly, bursting out a series of explosions. In the whole room, the strong wind blows the leaves of the windows crackling, and even the neat bed sheets are blown up, like a banner fluttering in the wind.
The power of this shaking has reached this level.
Li Shuwen was practicing indoors back then, standing in the center, his body shaking, the strong wind blew, and the window paper was all torn.
Wang Chao's muscles and bones are so strong now, and his body is tense and violent, and he gradually has the prestige of this eight great master.
Under this shaking, Wang Chao seemed to feel that the many troublesome things that bound him were broken like ropes amidst the chirping of his joints.
In the process of this "rooster shaking its feathers", he felt at the same time that every muscle, every muscle in his body, including the internal organs, were all connected into one piece, becoming a whole of a steel plate.
"Only by getting rid of the complex mind can the body's greatest power be brought into play. No wonder I practiced both the dark energy and the bright energy, both hardness and softness, to all parts except the face and the genitals in Singapore. For a long time, although the power is more pure, and it can produce the rigid circle and concussion force of Taijiquan, but the strength can't penetrate the whole body, and it can't penetrate the gods, because the mind is blocked."
It was gradually getting late outside, and the night shrouded Hong Kong, but the city was still brightly lit. It's just that Wang Chao couldn't feel the dim lights outside the window.
Putting down the burden in his heart, Wang Chao shook his strength and moved his whole body. The fur on his body stood up one by one like porcupine quills.
Wang Chao knew that this was the artistic conception of strength penetrating the whole body, such as transformation. Although it is not the real transformation state yet, but with the feeling, there will be a direction of cultivation in the future. As long as it takes time, martial arts will enter the state of transformation, sooner or later matter.
This is the accidental effect he received from the momentary epiphany he had accumulated after practicing at the bottom of the sea for several months.
Even though he shook his body just now, unintentionally, he felt a strong connection between his face and his genitals. But this is just a momentary comprehension, and the combat effectiveness has not increased a little bit.
Comprehension is one thing, the kung fu needs to be improved, the upper body needs to be developed, and this comprehension needs to be relied on. After hard training day and night, devotion and pondering, one can truly make the feeling of a burst of inspiration into one's own and truly own it.
Like a momentary epiphany, the kung fu will increase greatly. Being knocked down by someone, getting back up and having a small universe explode, that doesn't exist.
However, Wang Chao let go of his mind, but he was also cheerful and comfortable physically and mentally.
That night, Wang Chao didn't do any exercises and slept peacefully.
The next morning they came together, after Wang Chao washed up and practiced for half an hour, Lin Yanan came over.
"Just now I received a call. People from Guoan arrived in Hong Kong last night. They have already arrived in the morning just now. They are waiting in the army office hall. Political Commissar Yang said that you will receive them."
"Oh? I'll go right away." Wang Chao was also very curious about the young man who was the number one master of Shaolin laymen. Immediately nodded, walked ahead, and came to the reception hall of the troops.
As soon as he entered the hall, Wang Chao saw two men and a woman sitting on the sofa beside him.
Duan Guochao was still wearing a white sportswear, sitting there, the most conspicuous, Wang Chao immediately set his sights on this Shaolin layman known as the "National Arhat".
The sound of Wang Chao's footsteps also caught Duan Guochao's attention. The young man raised his head, glanced over, and finally showed a dignified expression on his face.