Along the way, Fan Jianqiang tried not to speak to avoid revealing his secret.
He Zudao asked: "Hong Chu, what does his master look like?"
Fan Jianqiang thought for a moment and said: "Probably he looks like an ordinary old man."
"Then how did the master and apprentice treat you?"
"I don't know. When I woke up, they had finished the treatment."
"Then they didn't say anything to you?"
Fan Jianqiang pondered for a moment, then had a flash of inspiration: "His master taught me some martial arts, but he didn't say anything."
He Zudao said in surprise: "I taught you martial arts?!"
"Yes."
He Zudao stopped talking, wondering what he was thinking.
Fan Qiangqiang laid an ambush first. If he had a fight with Yang Wuji, there would be no need to worry about being unable to explain!
He Meiyun said: "Actually, there is an old saying that says, men are afraid of entering the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. Those who come from a girl's family are less likely to wield swords and guns. After I return, I will tell your leaders to retire."
Fan Jianqiang said: "Let's wait until I recover all my memories before talking about this!"
"No, I am your mother, and I have the final say in this matter! If something like this happened to you this time, if your grandpa hadn't found the right person, you would have..." He Meiyun said this, her eyes were red, and she held on tightly.
Fan Qiangqiang's hand seemed to be afraid that Fan Qiangqiang would run away.
He Zudao sighed and said: "Hong Chu, in fact, what your mother said makes sense. You are a girl, so there is no need to work so hard. You are still young now. What don't you think? What if it takes another two or three years?"
You also have to consider personal issues. Your profession is too dangerous. Who would dare to come to you?"
Fan Jianqiang said: "Let's talk about it later, okay? In my profession, I can't just retire if I say so..." Suddenly he suddenly thought of something and said, "But I also think what you said makes sense.
Otherwise, we will not go home yet, but go directly to our team leader Yang Wuji and say hello to him first."
He Meiyun was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Hong Chu! Do you agree?! Do you agree to retire?"
How could Fan Qiangqiang dare to make the decision for Sun Hongchu? He said vaguely: "I have this plan, but it depends on the situation. After all, I am an ace special forces soldier and the country needs me."
He Meiyun snorted unhappily: "What do you need! We Chinese men are not all dead, what can we expect a girl to do! If Yang Wuji dares to disagree, I will block the door of their house and make trouble!"
Seeing his daughter's excitement, He Zudao shrugged and said nothing.
"So, I want to go over and talk about this first, so that they can be mentally prepared in advance, so that it will be easier for them to retire."
He Meiyun smiled and said: "Daughter, it's great that you can think so. Although a woman's bounden duty is not to get married and have children, there is no need to wield swords and guns. Let's not go home yet. We will go directly to your place first, Dad.
Just say something! Only if you speak up will you have weight."
He Zudao nodded and said, "Do you even have to say that? Ever since Hong Chu's incident happened, I have already thought about retiring her."
Fan Jianqiang climbed up the pole: "But I still have a wish. I have always wanted to compete with the team leader, but I have never had the chance. I think if I retire in the future, I will have no chance, so before retiring, I hope to
Let’s compete with the team leader, it just so happens that Mr. Fan’s master also taught me a set of martial arts.”
…
Early the next morning, the off-road Jeep stopped at the gate of a factory.
The guard was wearing ordinary factory clothes, but he looked energetic and came over to question me with a serious expression.
He Zudao made a phone call and then handed the phone to the guard. After the guard answered the phone, he looked more respectful and whispered "Hello, Chief" before returning to the guard room and opening the iron door.
After entering, He Meiyun asked: "Hong Chu, do you remember this place?"
Fan Jianqiang shook his head.
He Zudao suddenly asked: "Then why do you remember Yang Wuji?"
Fan Jianqiang was surprised and said calmly: "I saw the name on my phone."
What a surprise.
The large gilt letters outside this factory say "A Garment Factory." There is a similar-looking factory building directly opposite the gate, but it is fake.
After turning inside, you can see that this is a camp with a large area and high walls.
After passing another gate, the car must be parked outside and cannot be driven in.
Leaving the driver in the car, He Zudao, He Meiyun and Fan Jianqiang got out of the car.
"Sister Hongchu." A hairy young man with pimples on his face called out shyly.
"Xiao Sun, you are back!"
"Red chick!"
As soon as they entered the camp inside, many people immediately screamed in surprise.
A gentle young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over quickly, glanced at Sun Hongchu, nodded and smiled, and saluted He Zudao: "Hello, Chief! Team Leader Yang asked me to pick you up."
He Zudao also returned the standard military salute.
"Sister Hongchu, I'm very happy to see you returned to the team safely."
Fan Qianqiang smiled but said nothing.
He Zudao explained: "Hong Chu's memory hasn't been restored yet, so she might not recognize you."
The bespectacled young man was startled for a moment and asked: "Did you lose your memory? When will it recover?"
He Meiyun rushed to say: "It's hard to say. The doctor said that if it is fast, it will take half a year, and if it is slow, it will be difficult to estimate."
The bespectacled young man showed a disappointed look, and then smiled and said: "It just so happens that Sister Hongchu can rest for a while, which is not bad."
Fan Jianqiang looked around as he walked.
Isn't the Dragon Group a fictitious thing? Fan Qianqiang once liked reading online novels for two or three years. Many novels like to use this cool name. The Dragon Group is usually the highest level in the country of China.
special forces unit.
Ever since Goddess Aya told him through the rules that Sun Hongchu was the ace special soldier of the Dragon Group, Fan Jianqiang had been imagining what kind of place the Dragon Group was.
The dragon group should be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, right?!
There are several rows of five-story buildings. The bottom floor looks a bit like a garage or a warehouse. People are training inside, and Fan Qiangqiang can hear the shouts inside.
There were also subtle gunshots faintly coming from the underground level, which should be firearms training.
The rows of cars are all ordinary cars that can be seen on the market, both foreign and domestic.
"The team leader is on the third floor. Chief, please come with me."
Fan Jianqiang has always been embarrassed to ask what military rank He Zudao has. These people call him chief, so he must have a high military rank.
I just finished speaking and was about to go upstairs when I saw a man leaning out half of his body on the third floor and laughing loudly: "Boss He is here, I'm sorry to welcome him from afar."
Fan Jianqiang looked up and spoke with such a tone, this person must be Yang Wuji!
This man has thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks in his thirties, has a square face, and has a rather heroic air.
He Zudao raised his head, smiled, and waved his hand.
When the man saw Fan Jianqiang, he was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes flashed with joy.
Fan Jianqiang asked: "Is he our team leader Yang Wuji?"
The young man with glasses had a strange expression: "Hong Chu, you have seen him more times than me..."
At this moment, Yang Wuji, who was on the third floor, slapped his hand on the corridor guardrail and jumped down.
The clothes rustled, like clouds and mist, and a tall man was on the ground in an instant, with a warm smile on his face.
"He Lao."
This person doesn't take the ordinary route. He just jumps off the building for fun? Why do you need stairs?
Fan Jianqiang looked at this man curiously. He was really tall and tall. In January in the capital, the temperature was below zero! But this man was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt that was only worn in summer, and it was still short-sleeved! His thick arms
Exposed outside, with a glowing face, not afraid of the severe cold.
His cold-resistant physique alone is astonishing to the world.
He Zudao smiled and said: "It's still the same, I don't know how to wear more clothes."
Yang Wuji smiled casually and said: "I was practicing boxing just now. It's cooler like this. Normally I would wear a leather jacket."
He Meiyunhe was familiar with Yang Wuji and said: "Wuji, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, will you go to my aunt's house to keep the New Year's greetings this year?"
Yang Wuji shook his head and said: "We in China have a tradition of celebrating the New Year, but others don't have it abroad. I'm going abroad in two days, and I might not be able to come back in time for the New Year."
Yang Wuji's eyes stayed on Fan Jianqiang's face, with a slightly puzzled expression, and said: "Hong Chu, how is your recovery? Can you go on a mission with me this time?"
He Meiyun's face immediately became serious: "Wuji, we brought Hong Chu here today to tell you..."
Fan Jianqiang said hurriedly: "Let's talk about this later. Team leader, a senior has taught me some excellent martial arts. I want to compete with you."
He Meiyun immediately objected: "No! You have just recovered, don't mess around! Wuji, this time we are here to say hello to you face to face, Hong Chu is retiring!"