"Haha, Mr. Zhou is really an interesting person..."

This chief with the rank of second-level police superintendent is very discerning. This time Mr. Zhong Da parachuted into Ohara and showed his identity as the chief of the third special service section, which is already very scary, not to mention the proud woman of heaven.

What could a deputy department-level cadre say? He didn't dare to ask, so he sent someone to summon Zhou Yi.

Based on his experience, he naturally guessed that Zhou Yi was extraordinary, otherwise he would not have alarmed Her Highness the Princess. However, he did not expect that Zhou Yi was so arrogant. He never looked at him seriously from the moment he walked in. The Third Section of the Chinese Special Service Office

What is the status of a section chief? In name, he is a 'section chief', but in fact he enjoys department-level treatment. Moreover, this department is a close official of the emperor. Just like the imperial envoys in ancient times, even provincial-level officials have to smile when they go down to the local area.

But Zhou Yi didn't even hold his hand and just left Imperial Envoy Zhong aside. How awesome is this?

I guess I can't afford to offend someone like this...

When he was so nervous, the chief didn't dare to call the police secretary in. He took out a small kettle from under his desk, and while he was busy refilling Zhou Yi's water, he didn't forget to put on the porcelain: "Haha, Mr. Zhou...

.This is the spring water produced by Ye Doufeng, the highest peak in Wutai Mountain. It is more than 3,000 meters above sea level. It is pollution-free and natural. It has a natural effect in making tea. You should take a few more sips..."

"Oh? The concubine in the red world is laughing. No one knows that it is lychee... Mr. Director, is he so particular about drinking tea?"

Zhou Yili ignored Mr. Zhong Da and took a sip of tea by himself: "Yes. It's Dahongpao. Although it doesn't come from the six mother trees and is a fake and shoddy product, it can be considered a bit relevant; it's just better than me.

My friend’s was a bit worse. The Dahongpao he treated me to last time was produced by a mother tree, and the water was also taken from Teyuan Tianchi in Changbai Mountain. It was better than yours... Hey, forget it, I’ll just

Just drink it..."

"ah?"

Comrade Director was dumbfounded when he heard this. He felt his legs were getting weak all the time. He said in his heart...

He is a fastidious person who never tires of food and detail. His favorite thing in his life is 'Dahongpao'. How could he not know that Dahongpao also has a mother tree and a daughter tree?

In the real sense, Dahongpao is a mother tree from Jiulong Nest in Wuyi Mountain. There are only six trees in the world, and they produce less than one kilogram of tea every year! This is not enough for the leaders of Kyoto. Let alone him, Li Jucheng wants to drink it.

, he can only pick up two or three taels from his brother-in-law, and then hide them like treasures. And his Dahongpao is produced by the sub-tree, which is actually a hybrid grafted from the mother tree, and the taste is naturally much worse. But...

This is also difficult to buy in the market, but it is considered a treasure to him.

Zhou Yi immediately said that he had drank the mother tree red robe at a friend's place, and it was made from the special source water of Tianchi in Changbai Mountain... He had heard of it. This so-called Tianchi in Changbai Mountain was not open to the public, but was specially made by the government.

It manages a secret water source, exclusively for the leaders of Nanshui Palace to drink. Let’s not talk about the value of this water. Just to preserve and transport it to Kyoto, there are a series of strict procedures. It is said that when the second fat man from Bangzi Kingdom visited China

, I asked for it several times with a shameless face, but in the end I couldn’t drink it!

What is the identity of this friend? He actually entertains guests with the red robe from the mother tree?

Comrade Director Zhong looked at Mr. Zhong Da with a bitter face and wanted to cry: "Chief Zhong... look at this..."

"Mr. Zhou has had his tea too. Can we talk now?"

Mr. Zhong Da sneered and waved his hand to Comrade Director, telling him to calm down. Of course he knew that Zhou Yi's backing was Tang Bao, but his own backing was stronger than Tang Bao. What was there to be afraid of? What's more, this young man He was too domineering and left himself alone, which made him secretly annoyed.

"Talk? Talk about what?"

Zhou Yi put down his tea cup and sneered: "Are you talking about your plan to remove wounds for your brother, or are you talking about Comrade Director's mistake of using official tools for personal use and arresting good people at will?"

"Zhou Yi, don't be too arrogant and underestimate the heroes of the world!"

Zhong Da chuckled: "Put my second brother's matter aside for now. This time I mobilized the police to invite you here to convey a message to a big shot. This big shot wants to see you, so you have to go to Kyoto with me. "

"Going to Kyoto? I will have to go sooner or later, but not now..."

Zhou Yi sneered repeatedly: "Zhong Da, since you have found me so clearly, you should know that I am accompanying my parents back to my ancestral home this time to pay homage to my ancestors. Has the big man you mentioned grown up? Why? Doesn’t he understand human nature? Could it be that he didn’t burn incense and kowtow to his ancestors during the Qingming Festival, so he just jumped out of a crack in the stone?”

He didn't have a good idea. He said this just to anger Zhong Da and give this guy a hard lesson. These people must repay the mother twice as much for the fright she received!

"And you!"

Since Zhou Yi was determined to fall out, he no longer showed any mercy. He threw the tea cup on the ground and smashed it into pieces: "Comrade Director, if you don't apologize to my parents, I, Zhou Yi, swear to God, within a week Within a few days, I will definitely take off your official clothes and let you go home and stay at home, do you believe it?"

"Mr. Zhou... I... I am assisting the Kyoto Secret Service. I... I am wronged..."

The Director, who was usually very impressive in front of his subordinates, was completely intimidated this time. Zhou Yi dared to point his finger at Zhong Da’s nose and curse, completely ignoring the big shot in Kyoto. Who is he? With his many years of officialdom, From experience, the Director knew that this time he had messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with. He was shocked and regretful, and hated Zhong Da. He said to Chief Section Chief, aren't you an imperial envoy of the emperor? Aren't you awesome? You Talk instead...

"Okay, what a good Zhou Yi, haha!"

Mr. Zhong Da did not expect Zhou Yi to be so crazy. After being slightly stunned, he also looked up to the sky and laughed.

He is also a person who has a very high self-esteem. He has long wanted to fight with Zhou Yi and avenge his second son, but this time he was ordered by Gu Yun to invite Zhou Yi, and it was not easy to break up with him in person; He wanted to be scolded, and now he had a reason to take action. As for Long Aotian's words, he didn't take them to heart at all. All the masters in the world have a moral character, and it doesn't matter who said it. Only by taking action can they see the truth.

"Zhou, are you unwilling to leave with me?"

"You want me to go to Kyoto? Okay... How about you first kowtow a hundred times in front of my parents and apologize, and then call me Uncle Zhou a few times, and I will think about it?"

Zhou Yi has a calm personality, and has never been shy with anyone since he was a child. In France, hitting Zhong Er was forced by the situation; to overwhelm Long Aotian, it was considered a discussion between friends. But this time it was different, he did it deliberately

I want to beat someone up, so I say whatever is unpleasant.

Mr. Zhong Da is also the number one person in the Kyoto Secret Service. When has he ever been insulted like this? His face suddenly turned from white to red, from red to purple. He laughed wildly and put it on. He didn't even choose a place. He was going to be there.

There's a private fight in the director's office!

Zhou Yi was ready to go, Zhong Da started to move, he also moved, kicked up the wooden coffee table, juice dripped all over Comrade Director's face, and stood up at the same time.

"Bang!"

Zhong Da uses double palm strikes, left front and right back, which can be changed at any time. Moreover, he practices the rare cinnabar palm. Once he hits someone, even if the opponent is the thirteen Taibao in the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt, he will

The double-bumping palm can also exert force twice, shooting continuously and squeezing, breaking the defense instantly. When the Kyoto Special Service Department selected masters to compete with masters from various factions, he relied on this hand to knock down three enemies in a row, so he became a member of the third branch of the Special Service Department.

Section Chief.

Now he uses a special move as soon as he makes a move. Apparently he has made up his mind to destroy Zhou Yi on the spot, and then brings this useless person back to Kyoto. Firstly, he will be chosen in front of Gu Yun, and secondly, he will also be defeated by Long Aotian.

face.

It's just that he didn't expect Zhou Yi to be so disregardful of his status. He actually kicked up the coffee table like a gangster who was used to fighting. Fortunately, his opponent was experienced and did not go around or dodge. He slapped him directly with his left palm.

When he got on the coffee table, a nice hardwood coffee table suddenly fell into pieces. Like a cheetah leaping out of the jungle, he flashed in front of Zhou Yi, gathered 100% of his strength with his right palm, and slapped him hard.

Zhou Yi stood there without moving, nor did he open the door. But just when his right palm was about to touch his chest, his chest suddenly sank inward. Zhong Da suddenly felt that his hand was empty, and he couldn't explain it.

Uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to use his arm-threading fist to make Zhou Yi suffer a loss, he saw Zhou Yi raise his hand and it landed on his palm.

"Tai Chi? If you follow me like this, you are really looking for death!"

Who is Zhong Da? How can he not understand the Kung Fu of Tai Chi's use of strength? Knowing that Zhou Yi is attracted, ordinary warriors will subconsciously retreat. At that time, if he pushes or pushes him, he will not be able to fly.

It was also ugly to go out. So he laughed ferociously, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward. At the same time, his left palm came, and his cinnabar palm hit Zhou Yi's top door. He flipped his right palm and turned it into claws, which were eighteen-way eagle claws.

The big capture is going to lock Zhou Yi!

"Your hands are two doors, but you rely on your feet to hit people. You're done!"

When the sound came, Zhong Da also flew away. Unfortunately, his left palm was only half an inch short of reaching Zhou Yi's door. His right hand had just transformed into an eagle's claw. Before he could grab the lock, he felt a sudden sound of wind under his chin, and faintly saw a shoe.

Shape of shadow, and then...there is no more...

He never expected that when they were fighting hand-to-hand, Zhou Yi, who had already prepared his Tai Chi skills, would actually start playing with his feet, and he would raise his feet high and kick his chin with the soles of his feet. How dare he just step back first?

The tricks that led him to change were all feints, but the real killing move was this kick that was somewhat unsuitable for martial arts.

"I was wronged..."

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