Some time ago, Ye Feng sent all these children with advanced martial arts skills to the newly established special school of the National Security Bureau to receive professional training. When they grow up, these children will definitely enter the National Security system.
Therefore, Qi Zhijun knew that his military region was no longer able to bring these outstanding young disciples of the Wan family to his military region, so he immediately changed his target and focused on the spiritual temple of the little monk.
Amidst the laughter, the tense atmosphere in the room was swept away. Although Ye Feng and others failed in their operation last night, the operation did not cause any heavy casualties to the residents. Moreover, the hostage Situ Xuan was temporarily safe, which made Wan Lin and others relax.
One breath. As long as Situ Xuan can hold on, the actions of his group will be valuable, and the scientific research results of Yu Jing and Situ Xuan can be preserved.
They all know in their hearts that as long as the hostage Situ Xuan is safe, it means that Nighthawk and the others have not forced the scientific research results they want from him, so Nighthawk can only escape with the hostage.
At the same time, the hostage is also Nighthawk's bargaining chip to save his life in critical moments, so this kid does not dare to harm the hostage easily without obtaining valuable information.
Qi Zhijun watched the young monk walk out of the imaging room with gleaming eyes. He then looked at Wan Lin and asked: "Wan Lin, I just heard from Team Wang that you want to build a temple for the two masters in your hometown?"
Wan Lin was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Yes, on the helicopter, I informed Team Wang of the situation at Xuanxu Temple. The ancestors of Xuanxu Temple left a sum of money, and my grandfather and I wanted to build it for the two masters.
They are all disciples of Buddhism in a temple, and they are closely related to Xuanxu Temple, so it is more convenient for them."
When Qi Zhijun heard Wan Lin's answer, a kind smile appeared on his face and said: "Wan Lin, you are not being honest. Since you are so rich, why don't you build a bigger temple?"
Wan Lin saw the kind smile on Qi Zhijun's face, and all the hairs on his body stood up. He replied nervously: "Minister Qi, I don't have much money. There are only two of us, the master and the wife. Why build such a big temple?"
He was an old acquaintance with the chief of the operations department of the Southwest Military Region. He knew that this minister was usually stern and always had a cold look on his face. Now, Tie Guan Gong suddenly smiled when he saw him on his face. This was really disappointing.
He had a creepy feeling.
Ye Feng and Wang Tiecheng saw the smile on Qi Zhijun's face, and they looked at each other. Ye Feng looked at Wang Tiecheng and whispered: "Tie Guan Gong has a smile on his face, and there must be nothing good going on."
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, Qi Zhijun turned to look at Ye Feng and said, "Old Ye, what you said is wrong. The Wan family is in my defense area, right?"
Ye Feng is the head of the Southwest Bureau of National Security and has a very flexible mind. He immediately realized that Qi Zhijun was resentful of the young disciples of the Wan family who were brought into the national security system by him.
He quickly waved his hands and replied with a smile: "Yes, yes, it is your defense zone. But our recruitment of a few young disciples of the Wan family has nothing to do with me. It was all handled by Deputy Director Wang Molin of the General Administration.
, has nothing to do with me."
When Ye Feng opened his mouth, he blamed Wang Molin for everything. He then changed the subject and said with a smile: "Hey, they are all serving the country whether they are in our national security or your military region. Minister Qi, are you thinking about supernatural beings again?
Is that the old monk from the temple?”
When Qi Zhijun heard Ye Feng's inference, he stared and said: "Old Ye, you are worthy of being Wang Molin's disciple. If I stick my butt out, you will know what happens next."
Wan Lin, Cheng Ru and Feng Dao all laughed when they heard Qi Zhijun's shouts. The three of them then looked at each other with wry smiles. They already understood that Qi Zhijun was eyeing the young monk's master and two senior brothers.
Wang Tiecheng also looked at Ye Feng and Qi Zhijun and smiled bitterly: "Hey, you guys are simply too scary. Fortunately, we and Wan Lin are with you. Otherwise, if you sold us, we would still count the money for you."
When Wan Lin and the other three heard Wang Tiecheng's bitter laughter, they all nodded their heads vigorously. The three of them knew that Ye Feng and Qi Zhijun, one was an old agent who had climbed up from the spy war battlefield, and the other was an old agent who had climbed up through the ranks.
, the special forces soldiers who rose from the hail of bullets to the post of the combat department, they are all the best in their respective fields.
During their military careers, it is estimated that few of the enemies who played tricks on them are still alive. Otherwise, these two people would not be standing in such important positions.
Qi Zhijun also heard Wang Tiecheng's teasing. He turned to look at Wang Tiecheng and said: "Brigade Wang, you just play the drum. If you don't have the foresight, how can you stand as the deputy captain of the Armed Police Corps and the captain of the special brigade?"
It’s in the right position.”
As he spoke, he looked at Wan Lin and the three people sitting opposite him with a smile and said: "Hey, the mountainous area where Lingyi Temple is located is indeed too desolate and unsuitable for survival. Although our military region can guarantee the life of the old mage and the others.
Supplies, but this is not a long-term solution, right?"
Wan Lin saw the smile on Qi Zhijun's face and got goosebumps all over his body. He raised his hand and touched his head, and replied nervously: "Yes, yes, you are right. The one over at Lingyi Temple is for
You're causing trouble, but...but you...can you stop...don't look at me with such a smile? I feel really scared!"
Before Wan Lin finished speaking, everyone around him laughed. Qi Zhijun put away the smile on his face, looked at Ye Feng and asked: "Old Ye, is my smile so ugly?"
"Minister Qi, Wan Lin is right, it is indeed scary. If I were your wife, if I woke up in the middle of the night and saw your smile, I would definitely feel a strong wind and faint on the spot." Ye Feng replied seriously.
"Hahahaha..." Amid the laughter of everyone, Qi Zhijun picked up the folder in front of him and threw it at Ye Feng: "If you, an old agent, follow me around every day, will I still be alive?"
He then looked at Wan Lin, who was laughing, and scolded with a smile: "You brat, I see you are following your Minister Gao and Vice Minister Li, and you haven't learned well either."
"Hehe." Wan Lin smiled: "Following leaders like you, we must learn to watch people's actions. Minister Qi, are you thinking about Master Changtian and the others? Just tell me."
Qi Zhijun said with a smile: "That's right. The members of your Wan family have been taken away by your military region and the National Security Bureau, so do you also have to take care of the emotions of our military region?"
He then raised his head and said through the door where the young monk had just left: "I already understand that Lingyi Temple was also a famous sect in the past and produced many famous martial arts masters. Later, due to changes in the geological environment in the mountains, Lingyi Temple was destroyed.