Huaxia Great 6, by the West Lake, the capital of ZJ Province.

On this day, the weather is clear and the sun is shining. A breeze blows gently, and a blog post sways on the lake surface, giving people a comfortable and quiet feeling.

Unlike the noisy places where tourists come and go, at this time, in a quiet place where there are very few people, an old man wearing a sportswear and a fisherman's hat was sitting in a lush Liu Shuxia fishing.

Judging from his appearance, the old man was about sixty years old. His whole body was from top to bottom, and his domestic sportswear reduced his age a lot and looked quite energetic.

Although the traces of vicissitudes can still be seen between the old man's eyebrows, perhaps because of this, what is revealed in the old man's eyes is not the old age, but a kind of wisdom unique to the rich experience.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a sportswear and a baseball cap, walked slowly to the old man with a bag of fishing gear on his back, and sat down with a folding stool.

"Old sir, I see that the place you chose is very muddy. Maybe you can't catch fish, let alone put all your bait in in vain."

The middle-aged man slowly sat down, took out a sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, and slowly said in the distance.

The old man smiled slightly when he heard this, and said calmly, "The water is muddy because there are shameful big fish in this stall. As long as you catch this big fish, the water will not be mixed."

"Aren't you afraid that fish can't be caught, and you'll get the bait in vain?" the middle-aged man said calmly.

"How can there be no good things in the world to get in vain? How can there be no reason to fish without bait? Besides, my bait is not that delicious. If you want to eat my bait, you may have to pay a considerable price!" The old man smiled again.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully and said, "Why do you want to fish with fishing instead of fishing nets?"

"This lake is so big, but not only their fish are inside. My fish also rely on this piece of water to eat and drink. If he lives in a corner, he will not offend me, so I will naturally not offend him. This is the basic rule.

But when they moved my fish this time, I had to teach them a lesson. It was just that I didn’t want to use the fishing net to kill them all out of invisible rules.”

The old man said this calmly, but the momentum revealed from him was not like an ordinary old man in Twilight.

Just at the stand where the old man was talking, the water surface suddenly moved slightly. The old man's expression condensed, and his hand holding the fishing rod lifted up. Suddenly, a big fish that had just bitten the hook was pulled out of the water.

...

In a secluded teahouse not far from West Lake.

A woman in dignified clothes was sitting in the corner of the teahouse, brushing the guzheng with her hand and playing an unknown wonderful song, which added an ancient charm to the atmosphere in the teahouse.

In a small compartment near the teahouse, the old man and middle-aged man who were fishing by the lake just now sat opposite a tea table, slowly savoring the tea in the cup.

Just now, the old man and the middle-aged man listened to the guzheng music coming from outside the compartment, and they looked like they were talking about the codes and said, and nodded slightly at the other party.

"Long Fei, who are you?" the old man nodded to the middle-aged man.

"He is my master and the recommender who introduced me to the Sixth Department." The middle-aged man replied.

The old man nodded slightly when he heard this and said, "Your master and I are old friends, of course, they are also someone I admire very much. He is the best undercover I have ever seen in most of my life."

The middle-aged man listened quietly, looking at the table, without answering.

The old man glanced at him and then said, "Before he died, he told me that he had a very excellent apprentice, maybe you are talking about?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said, "I dare to ask, senior, the name of Gao surname."

The old man smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip to his mouth, and said, "I have a more surname Ouyang, and I have a single name, Yi Kun."

"Ouyang Kun!"

When the middle-aged man heard this name, his face suddenly changed. Not only did he quickly take off the sunglasses on his face, but he also stood up from the other end of the tea table. It can be seen how much impact the three words Ouyang Kun have on him.

"Sit down, you are an agent of the Sixth Division, and your identity is very special. You don't need to have any false tribute to me." Ouyang Kun waved his hand and said.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, sat back slowly as Ouyang Kun said, and then took out a brass-cast sword from his arms the size of a palm.

Although the small sword is small, it is very exquisite in workmanship. There are simple lines covering the sword body, and there are two small characters engraved on the hilt of the sword.

"Long Fei"

Hesitated that the shape of this small sword is very unique, and coupled with the special patterns on the sword, it is necessary to cast a scabbard loaded with this sword, which cannot be imitated.

The middle-aged man slowly placed the small sword on the table and whispered, "The sword is back to the sheath."

Seeing this, Ouyang Kun took out a sword hilt that was half a palm-sized from his arms, then picked up the small sword on the table and closed it gently, and a slight "buzzing" sound was heard.

The Bing Xiaojian flawlessly merged with the scabbard.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completely let go of his worries.

When Ouyang Kun saw that the sword and the sword scabbard were combined into one, he nodded slightly, then put the sword aside, and said to the middle-aged man, "Your master has always protected you and tried to prevent you from appearing in the public eye as much as possible. If it weren't for his sacrifice, he would probably not have arranged for you to meet me."

"Yes." replied the middle-aged man.

Ouyang Kun nodded slightly, sighed and said, "Your master has been lurking in that place for 18 years. If I hadn't suddenly given an order to ask him to spy on the secrets of the axis of the earth, maybe he wouldn't have revealed his identity. I would be ashamed of him."

"Director Ouyang, you don't have to blame yourself. We are all agents of the Sixth Department, and our undercover status is extremely risky. We can contribute to the organization. Even if we die, we will still be honored." The middle-aged man sighed.

Ouyang Kun was silent for a while before sighing, "Your master was not suffering when he left, right?"

"No." The middle-aged man said these two words as if he had thought of something. Then he was silent for a while and said, "Before the master was tortured, I fired a shot in the forehead and sent him away, and there would be no pain."

The middle-aged man said this, as if he thought of the scene at that time. His body began to tremble slightly, and his eyes turned red. Obviously, this incident made him very uncomfortable and painful.
Chapter completed!