"I thought of a martial arts master who has a higher level of cultivation than the elders."
After Jun Tianwu finished speaking, Chief No. 1 frowned and said:
"Can such a master be hired?"
In fact, he also knew that there were several long-established martial arts masters in China, but such people generally had no interest in world affairs for a long time, and it was difficult for ordinary people to recruit them.
Hearing the leader's question, Jun Tianwu chuckled and said, "I'm not sure about the other masters, but this master only needs one word from my father to guarantee that he will obey the command unconditionally."
"Just a word from me?" Mr. Jun next to him was very confused after hearing this. When did he become more famous than No. 1? He couldn't figure it out, so he glared at his son and said:
"Stop being so pretentious here and let me know if you have any ideas."
Mr. Yang and others also looked at him in confusion, wondering who this master was and why Mr. Jun could command with just one word.
Jun Tianwu smiled and said: "The master I am talking about is not someone else, but my eldest nephew Jun Xiaojun."
It turned out to be the grandson that Mr. Jun found recently! But is he really that powerful? No. 1 and Mr. Yang looked at Mr. Jun in confusion, wanting to hear his explanation.
Mr. Jun also looked puzzled, and then asked aloud:
"Is Xiaojun's cultivation really that high?"
"Of course," Jun Tianwu said with certainty: "Some time ago, the top master of Yanhuang Guard made great progress, so he went around looking for people to fight and tortured the rest of the people. Together, they are not his.
Opponent. In the end, I arranged for him to fight Xiaojun, but Xiaojun was easily defeated."
Mr. Jun had also heard about this matter, but he thought that the master gave in deliberately, but he did not expect that his grandson won with his strength, and it seemed that he was an overwhelming victory.
He frowned and thought for a while. In the current situation, he could only send Xiaojun to try. With multiple people and multiple strengths, plus the Yanhuang Guards, it should be able to increase the chance of winning.
Thinking of this, he said to No. 1 and Mr. Yang: "Let Xiaojun come up."
Seeing that Mr. Jun agreed, the others didn't raise any objections. Although they were not sure that a young man in his twenties could really be so powerful, they could only treat dead horses as live doctors now.
In a black business car with a special license plate in the suburbs of Yanjing, Jun Xiaojun was urging Wang Qiang, who was driving, to speed up.
Originally, he was watching the live broadcast of the online press conference with Tang Jing and Song Qingqing in his medical clinic. The two beauties were worried that things would go wrong, so they had been watching the press conference with fear and sat in the middle.
Jun Xiaojun made full use of this tense atmosphere, giving full play to his gangster nature, hugging and groping her up and down, which was really fun.
But before he could enjoy it enough, a terrorist attack broke out at the press conference. As soon as he heard the sounds of thugs coming from the scene, Jun Xiaojun was ready to leave for the scene immediately.
This group of people was obviously fully prepared, and they looked like very experienced veterans. A slight mistake could easily cause heavy casualties. More importantly, it was the Japanese who caused trouble this time.
As soon as he discovered their identities, Jun Xiaojun would not sit idly by. At this time, he received an order from his grandfather, asking him to rush to the scene immediately to deal with this terrorist attack with the people of Yanhuang Wei.
After receiving the order, Jun Xiaojun immediately drove out with Wang Qiang. Along the way, he kept urging Wang Qiang to speed up, and Wang Qiang, who was a soldier, also kept slamming on the accelerator. Naturally, he wanted to get to the scene as soon as possible.
The black commercial vehicle with a special license plate was like a black lightning, speeding towards the city. When passing an intersection, the black commercial vehicle suddenly braked and stopped in front of the red light line.
Wang Qiang said speechlessly: "Master, our car doesn't have to wait for the red light, why did you stop?"
"Of course I know, otherwise we would have to stop at the first intersection." Jun Xiaojun explained: "I plan to pick up someone."
He really stopped here with the intention of picking up someone. According to his grandfather's description, the situation at the scene was very complicated and required martial arts masters to handle it. At the moment, the only masters he could find were Shen Qingyun and Wu Moxue, two brothers of life and death.
Now his brother Shen Qingyun is already at the scene, so he has to pick up Wu Mo's blood. After all, he has to search for possible terrorists among nearly a thousand hostages. It is indeed not an ordinary workload. If you have more people, you will have more protection.
But as soon as they stopped, Wu Moxue called and said that he had already driven towards the scene by himself. It seemed that he had stopped in vain.
Jun Xiaojun said to Wang Qiang: "It seems that the stop was in vain, let's go. Remember to drive quickly."
Why did you go there earlier? I had to stop here, and now I'm anxious again. This young master is really a little stupid sometimes. He thought to himself, and just about to step on the accelerator, he heard Jun Xiaojun shout again:
"Slow down, wait a moment."
Who are you waiting for? Wang Qiang is really speechless now. There are nearly a thousand lives waiting for you to save over there, and heavily armed terrorists are waiting there domineeringly, but you are still so relaxed. Is this fun?
He was just about to ask a question, but he saw that Jun Xiaojun's expression was extremely solemn, and then he said extremely seriously:
"You'll act based on my face later and don't say a word, you know?"
Wang Qiang didn't know what was wrong with him, but seeing how solemn his expression was, he knew that he had something important to do. So he nodded in agreement seriously.
After taking care of Wang Qiang, Jun Xiaojun turned into a gangster like a common man, stretched his head out of the car window, and then said to the three people standing on the roadside who seemed to be waiting for the car:
"Brothers, would you like to take a car?"
At this moment, Jun Xiaojun behaved like a professional and enthusiastic black car driver. The mean smile on his face made Wang Qiang next to him feel chills.
Turning my attention to the three men on the roadside, they were indeed a bit unusual. Two of the three men had cold faces, and judging from their posture, they should be Lianjiazi.
Their eyes were looking around cautiously from time to time, as if they were guarding against something. The other person seemed to be an intellectual, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a gentle look and temperament. However, when no one was paying attention, his face would
From time to time, he showed a dark and cruel attitude. It was obviously not a good thing.
Although the three of them are somewhat different, there is nothing to be surprised about. In comparison, the behavior of my young master Jun Xiaojun is truly surprising.
Driving a special car belonging to the head of the central government to solicit customers on the roadside, this approach can only be described as shocking. I really don’t know what he wanted to do suddenly at such a critical moment.
Now Wang Qiang really wants to turn around and ask very seriously, brother, what do you want to do?
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