It was noon at this time, and the hot sunlight hit him, reflecting the undulating scars on his body, which made him look particularly three-dimensional. His strong body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, as if it was made of iron and steel, which was daunting.
Zeng Lin and his men couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. Although the years of experience of agents left some scars on them, they were definitely not as much as Li Zhensheng, and even a third of them.
None.
What these scars tell people is that this man escaped from the God of Death at least ten times.
"Have you been a soldier?"
Zeng Lin couldn't help but become cautious, and glanced at Li Zhensheng's steel-like body, quite a little afraid.
"That's right." Li Zhensheng said loudly.
"Brother Li, I just told you that you are not suitable for strenuous exercise now." Lin Yu quickly instructed.
"Defending such a little thief is also called strenuous exercise? It's just a smooth muscle to activate blood!" Li Zhensheng spoke with great enthusiasm. Although he had been retired for two years, he thought he was still good at maintaining his abilities.
"Jiarong, don't worry, Brother Li's spine suddenly became very angry when he was not healed. Now his spine is well, so there is no problem." Lei Jun smiled, his face calmly.
Just kidding, would the man who slaughtered all the wolves' den of a mysterious Burmese army with a steel knife, be afraid of such a few bodyguards?
"That'll offend!"
Zeng Lin snorted coldly, and as soon as he finished speaking, his left foot thrust hard on the ground, and his body shot towards Li Zhensheng like a bullet.
“Something.”
A trace of excitement flashed across Li Zhensheng's face. Without saying a word, his arm blocked it, holding Zeng Lin's whip leg, and punched Zeng Lin's chest.
Zeng Lin hurriedly bent his left arm and blocked it, but the huge force still hit him, and he took a few steps back, his left arm trembled slightly, a little uncontrollable.
"The moves are good, but the strength is a little bit bad." Li Zhensheng said with a smile.
"court death!"
Zeng Lin cursed angrily, but no longer preserved his strength, and used all his strength to attack Li Zhensheng quickly.
Kick, beat, throw, grab, go, dodge, and dodge. Zeng Lin's every move is full of attack power, with a tricky angle, simple and practical, but he just can't beat Li Zhensheng.
Li Zhensheng was also very careful at this time. He only now realized that Zeng Lin was not an ordinary bodyguard. He had definitely received professional special training and even had some attack methods, which were somewhat similar to the moves specially created in their troops.
Although it seems to be evenly matched, Li Zhensheng has always steadily gained an advantage.
Lin Yu watched them fight with great interest, and was surprised. Seeing Brother Li's skills, the troops he was waiting for were absolutely extraordinary.
Confronting masters of this level is a huge consumption of physical strength, so after a few minutes, Zeng Lin's breathing was already a bit heavy, and his moves were a little slower.
However, Li Zhensheng still remained calm and he was very flexible in evading and retreating.
Seizing the opportunity, Li Zhensheng stretched his arms and clamped them, and kicked Zeng Lin on the side. Then he exerted force on his hips, twisted his body violently, and slammed his legs into Zeng Lin’s chest.
Before Zeng Lin could react, he felt a huge force coming like a sea of rushing. With a muffled groan, his body flew horizontally and hit the ground heavily.
Zeng Lin's hands suddenly changed their colors, and he subconsciously reached out to touch his waist.
Li Zhensheng frowned. After so many years of military career, how could he not know that these people were going to draw their guns? He sneered, and then rushed towards a black suit at the front.
The black suit gun just took out, but before he could react, he felt his wrist numb, and the gun in his hand disappeared. Then a hard thing hit his head, his body trembled suddenly and his forehead was on.
Suddenly, I felt cold sweat.
"Take a gun? Tell you, I am the ancestor of playing with guns!" Li Zhensheng said domineeringly, "Let me down the gun, otherwise I will break him!"
Holding the gun in his hand, Li Zhensheng was a little excited, and the feeling of iron and heroic came back.
"You... are you from the Undershock Camp?!"
Zeng Lin suddenly opened his eyes wide when he saw Li Zhensheng's method of grabbing the gun just now. The ability to grab the gun in an instant cannot be used casually.
The instructor who taught them before had demonstrated to them that whether it was a pistol or a rifle, as long as the angle and strength were grasped accurately, the gun could be snatched away instantly.
And that instructor is the person from the Secret Camp!
Although it has been a long time, Zeng Lin still remembers the unique skill demonstrated by the instructor at that time, and even practiced it secretly many times, but there are always deviations and low efficiency. Now Li Zhensheng, who is in front of him, actually uses this unique skill.
It's easy to do it!
"Do you know the Secret Camp?" Li Zhensheng was also quite surprised.
"Our former instructor was Instructor Pan Kaipan." Zeng Lin said hurriedly, and then said coldly to his subordinates: "Let them all down!"
"Old Pan?" Li Zhensheng was stunned, then kicked the black suit in front of him and threw the gun back to him.
"Do you know Instructor Pan?" Zeng Lin looked happy and actually met the people from the Dark Sect Camp. You know, when he was in the army, his biggest dream was to enter the Dark Sect Camp one day.
Unfortunately, as the peak of the Chinese special forces, the selection mechanism is very strict and the number of places collected every year is limited. He registered several times and was beaten. In the end, he had to give up and switch to the National Security Bureau.
Today I met someone from the Secret Camp. It was not embarrassing to lose at all. He even felt a little proud. After all, he had to hold on for seven or eight minutes before he was knocked down.
"Old Pan is the captain I took me when I first entered the camp." Li Zhensheng said, a trace of undetectable sadness flashed in his eyes.
"So is Instructor Pan retired now?" Zeng Lin asked.
"Diet." Li Zhensheng's tone was very plain, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing like eating and drinking water.
Zeng Lin opened his mouth and then swallowed up what he wanted to say. Life and death are common in wars, and it is really normal.
"I have retired now and am not from the Secret Camp anymore. I hope that you and your people can keep the matter secret for me today." Li Zhensheng looked at Zeng Lin with a serious expression, both asking and threatening.
He really didn't expect that Zeng Lin could recognize him. If the news spread, he would probably be in peace.
"I know, I know." Zeng Lin nodded repeatedly.
"Now, the fight is also fought, and the winner is also decided. You can leave, right?" Lin Yu said lightly.
Zeng Lin gritted his teeth and continued, "Retreat!"
He had the first words, and if he lost, Lin Yu would let him fall, so he naturally had to keep his word.
The group immediately got on the car and left quickly.
"Brother Li, isn't it a big deal?" Lin Yu asked.
"It's not a problem, what's this little activity?" Li Zhensheng said without caring.
To be on the safe side, Lin Yu still called Li Zhensheng to sit down and gave him a few needles on the back.
"Jiarong, what are these people doing? How did you offend them?" Lei Jun asked with some concern. He saw it just now. Zeng Lin's skills were really extraordinary. He obviously was not an ordinary bodyguard.
Lin Yu roughly told Lei Jun about what happened in the morning.
"I felt very unhappy when I saw Chu Yunxi the first time I saw him. I looked polite to others, but in fact I was very arrogant." Lei Jun snorted coldly, then grinned and said, "This kind of person is just like this.
You have to treat it, haha.”
Lei Jun himself was convinced by the treatment.
Lin Yu shook his head and said, "A person like him has a strong sense of superiority and will not bow to others easily."
"Yes, their family's power is not ordinary." Lei Jun said with a worried look on his face, "Jiarong, if not...you can take a look for his sister, otherwise I'm afraid he will take revenge on you."
Afraid?
Lin Yu sneered in his heart, who would he be afraid of if a person who had died?
Even if the Heavenly King comes, he will only be afraid of his true identity.
No matter how powerful Chu Yunxi is, isn’t he still a mortal? He is a ghost, so he is afraid of a mortal? A joke.
"Brother Lei, I appreciate the kindness. Don't worry, even if he really comes to take revenge, I have my own way." Lin Yu said calmly without explaining it too much.
Meanwhile, President Shangri-La is in the private room.
Bang!
Chu Yunxi grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it hard on the ground. His face turned red and said angrily: "He He Jiarong really takes himself seriously. Not to mention it in Qinghai, it's just anywhere in China. I'll say
Just words can make him unable to survive!”
Since he was a child, he was used to giving orders. He always begged others to do things for him. This is the first time that someone dared to disobey his wishes, and he was also an unknown young boy!
He even had a faint desire to kill himself.
"Mr. Chu, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. I'll go find him now, he will definitely be able to sell me my face."
As he said that, Zheng Shifan turned to look at Zeng Lin, frowned and said in a deep voice: "Captain Zeng, if I guess correctly, you must have had a conflict with Mr. He when you go, right?"
Chu Yunxi frowned when he heard this, and turned to look at Zeng Lin.
Zeng Lin's face tightened, nodded, and said timidly: "Well, there was indeed a little conflict."
"I'll just say it." Zheng Shifan's tone was somewhat blameless, "Since you are going to invite someone, your attitude will naturally be better. Mr. Chu, don't worry, I'll go over and invite him in person."
"Okay, I'll trouble Boss Zheng." Chu Yunxi's anger also diminished a lot. If his subordinates hit others, it would be normal for others to have a little temper.
However, he was still very uncomfortable. He had already remembered He Jiarong's name firmly in his heart.
Zheng Shifan hurriedly got up and looked at Shi Yaoyang with a gloomy face. Shi Yaoyang's face turned pale and he didn't dare to say anything.
"Oh, Brother He, are you having a meal."
As soon as Zheng Shifan arrived at Huishengtang, he saw a small table in Huishengtang, filled with wine and food. Lin Yuzheng, Lei Jun and Li Zhensheng were drinking and having a meal.
"Brother Zheng, you are here. I have something to say first. If you come to have a meal, welcome. If you say you are curing the disease, please come back." Lin Yu said with a smile.
"This...this..." Zheng Shifan looked embarrassed and didn't know what to do for a moment. Before he could speak, Lin Yu stopped talking.