The special soldier king of the female president

In the Huaxia East Sea area, a fishing boat was sailing back.If you look at it from the outside, although the fishing boat looks dilapidated, its speed is not slow.

The fishermen standing on the fishing boat didn't care about their fish, but stared at the coastline that was getting closer and closer.

Just when they were ten kilometers away from the coastline, an even more broken small fishing boat appeared in the sea.A middle-aged man with a strong physique stood on the small fishing boat. He was waving a small flag in one hand.

The fishing boats coming from the East China Sea felt something was wrong, and immediately wanted to go around from the other side.But as soon as they bypassed the small fishing boat, their fishing boat exploded in an instant.A series of torpedoes were ready to go in the water, blowing up the entire large fishing boat to ashes.

The strong middle-aged man shook his head and said: "If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you break in. Isn't that what you did? Can't there be more trust between people?"

As he said that, the middle-aged man saw a big fishing boat coming ahead again, and he continued to wave the flag.But the fishing boat had already seen the situation of the fishing boat in front of it, so it turned around and left.

In addition, whether it is deep in the jungle, there are some inaccessible places.Some ruthless people from the international underground world who forced their way in encountered even more ruthless existences.Maybe there are no masters here in Huaxia, but the times are different, and they have experienced it firsthand, what is the majesty of a great country.

Perhaps for someone like Kun who came in with a legitimate identity, Yuanlaotang had no choice but to kill him in the arena.But this group of people in the dark world, they are overconfident.

At the same time, on an unnamed peak in the Himalayas, two people stood facing each other.

One is dressed as an ascetic monk, but wearing a black monk robe.On such a cold mountaintop, he looked calm.The other one was known by Chen Chen, the No. 1 Hong Wangchuan of Yuanlaotang.It's just that many people don't know his name, but a few know his surname is Hong.

More people know that there are three elders in the Huaxia Security Committee. When they were young, they used to ride the rivers and lakes. Now there are coffins in the small building, like people who are dying.

But the age is also the same, Hong Wangchuan, the leader of the three, is almost a hundred years old.

The ascetic monk saluted Hong Wangchuan and said, "Senior, I didn't expect you to come in person. A mere tyrant asked you to go out. Does Huaxia value a thug so much?"

Hong Wangchuan said: "I don't know the tyrant you mentioned, and I don't care if you have personal grievances with him, but you can't enter Huaxia."

"Heh, I don't have a murder case on me. I have a formal identity, so why can't I enter?" the ascetic monk said calmly.

Hong Wangchuan said: "Since you have a formal status, you should go through the regular channels. Follow the procedures like Xiang Kun, and then you find the tyrant, and you can fight him or single-handedly, that is your private matter. But breaking into Come on, the old man will try his best to block it."

"Senior, your deadline is approaching, can you still do it now?" The ascetic monk frowned, with a hint of provocation.

Hong Wangchuan said indifferently: "Killing you is enough."

The mountain wind howled, and the clothes of the two of them rattled.

The ascetic monk moved slightly, his face was solemn, and he seemed to be ready to go.

Suddenly there was a hole in the ascetic monk's robe, and without warning, a part of his clothes was blown down the mountain by the strong wind.

The ascetic monk's face froze immediately, and after a long time, he saluted Hong Wangchuan and said, "The tyrant is a scourge. Seniors try their best to protect him today, but it is very likely that he will be backlashed in the past."

Hong Wangchuan said indifferently: "I don't need to worry about my Huaxia affairs. Whether to fight or go, give me a happy word."

The ascetic monk said: "Seniors go out, juniors don't dare to offend, after I complete my cultivation, I will continue my relationship with seniors."

After saying that the ascetic monk was about to leave, Hong Wangchuan said indifferently: "If you want to enter my Huaxia, can you leave without just throwing a word?"

The ascetic monk's face turned extremely ugly. He didn't refute, but grabbed his arm fiercely and twisted it suddenly.This guy actually tore off one of his arms.

The blood sprayed on the ice and snow on the top of the mountain, and it immediately turned into red ice crystals.

The ascetic monk said with a grim expression, "Is senior satisfied?"

"roll!"

After saying a word, the ascetic monk suddenly disappeared into the snowstorm of the Himalayas.

The originally boiling underground world calmed down after three days.A series of death lists of masters in the underground world were announced, and everyone's excitement cooled down.

At the same time, a dark force under Yuanlaotang of the Huaxia Security Committee surfaced, but no one from this force has said their name.It's just that people in the international underground world call it "Yellow Spring".Those who enter China without invitation will enter the underworld.

As soon as the underworld came out, those who originally wanted to run thousands of miles to break into China and kill the tyrant temporarily gave up their thoughts.After all, China is no longer what it used to be, and the term "mercenary forbidden land" is worthy of the name.

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The Chen family in Huaxia Youchao City, Chen Chen was talking nonsense to the Chen family's nephews.Generally, after the new year begins, the Chen family's family will mainly teach or chat with the Chen family's nephews.

This is a relatively common situation in many large families.In ancient times, this was equivalent to family education.

Just like the well-known allusion "Songs of Yongxue" in textbooks.The family was sitting, and the parents asked the question "What does the snow look like?" Then the two outstanding nephews answered "Sprinkling salt in the sky can be imitated" and "It's not like the catkins are blown by the wind".

This is where the heritage of a big family lies. The previous generation inherits its own wisdom and ideas, and the next generation takes the essence and discards the dross.Generally speaking, Mr. Chen, who is the head of the family, attends classes every year.

Of course, Mr. Chen won't be able to speak this year. In fact, Mr. Chen's deadline is approaching.Chen Chen went to look at it yesterday. The old man has lost a lot of weight, and he no longer has complete consciousness.

Chen Lingyun was still in a coma, and Chen Chen, as the custodian of the Chen family, was now infinitely close to the head of the family.

So this class was taught by Chen Chenlai instead.

Chen Chen bragged with them for a while, based on his knowledge, teaching these underage family children is enough.The more these underage children listened to it, the more they respected Chen Chen.

Wherever Chen Chenxing came, he recited a passage from "Young China" to them: "...the red sun just rises, and its way is bright. The river flows out and flows into the ocean. The dragon dives into the abyss, and the scales and claws fly. The breast tiger screams In the valley, all beasts are in panic. Eagles and falcons try their wings, and the wind and dust spread. Strange flowers are born for the first time, and they are the emperor. The generals grow their hair, and they have their awns. The sky wears its blue, and the earth wears its yellow. The future is like the sea, and the future is long. My young China is beautiful, and I am not as old as the sky! My young Chinese is strong, and my country has no borders!"

Just at this moment, applause rang out, and Hong Wangchuan walked in. He said with a smile on his face, "I am a young Chinese boy, and my country has no boundaries. Chen Chen, you have not let us down."