The personal security guard of the beautiful president

The Jiaolong Special Forces is a special force higher than the Blue Tiger from which Mengzi was born. Just now Zhang Fengyi saw the Panlong tattoo extending from his wrist upwards. There is absolutely no mistake in that angle and drawing method.

Zhou Wanxin asked in surprise, "How do you know he is a special soldier?"

Zhang Fengyi's eyes turned cold, and he said solemnly: "It turns out that you revealed your identity to an irrelevant person!"

The masked man in black was startled and shouted angrily, "Who the hell are you!"

Zhang Fengyi sneered and said: "Listen to this, if I have no identity, you are going to kill me to silence me? When did Jiaolong's soldiers become so undisciplined that they could kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

The man in black was exposed by him, his imposing manner was greatly reduced, and he shouted a little sternly: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a special soldier at all!"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Wanxin who was behind him couldn't hear her, and said angrily: "Qiu Ming! So what if you admit it? Are you afraid that he will inform you?"

The man in black said helplessly: "Xinxin, as I said, my identity cannot be known to unrelated people!"

Zhou Wanxin snorted, "Then you told me?"

The man in black was anxious: "Isn't that why you threatened me with death?"

Zhou Wanxin said with a stern face: "I don't care, you have been a coward all your life, don't you dare to be tough even at this time? Qiu Ming, you might as well be a man like this guy!"

The man in black was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he said angrily: "You will always remember that, as I said, I was on a mission at the time and couldn't come back!"

Zhou Wanxin's eyes turned red, and she sneered, "Yes, that's why you let me be forced to marry by Fangzheng, I understand, I understand too much! Qiu Ming, you are not a man!"

"Stop!" Zhang Fengyi couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, "Clarify the important point now, if you want to quarrel, wait until I leave!"

Only then did the two realize that there was still something unresolved, Zhou Wanxin said coldly: "Okay, I don't want you to kill him, just push him into the bath for me, and this matter will be over."

Before the man in black could speak, Zhang Fengyi already laughed: "Does he dare?"

Zhou Wanxin looked at him: "I don't see where he dares?"

Zhang Fengyi pondered and said: "How about this, let's make a bet, if you lose, you will no longer play dirty tricks in the handicraft competition. If I lose, I will ask Aunt He to admit defeat and disband Hand Limit. How about it?"

Zhou Wanxin said unexpectedly, "Bet?"

"The content of the bet is very simple." Zhang Fengyi looked at the man in black, "I guess he will push you into the bath instead of me."

Zhou Wanxin was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly laughed, as if she had heard the best joke in the world, she laughed so hard that she couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Fengyi reached out to find the wallet, opened the inner layer, and said happily: "Fortunately, my ID is waterproof." He took out the special investigator's ID, wiped the water droplets on it, and threw it over.

As soon as the man in black raised his hand to catch it firmly, he glanced at it in surprise, and immediately petrified.

Zhou Wanxin realized that he was wrong, and couldn't laugh anymore, she poked her head to see, "What's wrong?"

The man in black flipped his palm before she could see it clearly, and threw the ID back, with an ugly expression on his face, "You are not in the same system as me, you can't control me!"

Zhang Fengyi put the certificate back, and said relaxedly: "I just want to remind you of two points. First, you dare not kill me now. Second, if you don't listen to me, I will report you when I go back."

The man in black's eyes changed several times, he put away the gun suddenly, turned around and picked up Zhou Wanxin.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Zhou Wanxin was taken aback and struggled desperately.

The man in black entered the bathroom without stopping, and threw her into the bathtub.

thump!

Into the sound of water, water splashes everywhere.

Zhang Fengyi's loud laughter came over: "Remember you lost the bet. If you violate it, you will never have to pay attention to the result of the handicraft competition in the future!" The voice went further and further away, but it left.

In the bathroom here, Zhou Wanxin struggled to get up from the bathtub, and shouted angrily, "Qiu Ming! You're crazy!"

The man in black slowly tore off his mask, and said word for word: "If you don't want to die, don't provoke him again!" Turning around, he strode outside.

Zhou Wanxin was about to speak again when she suddenly felt itchy and her expression changed.

Come again?

***

At noon of the next day, when Zhang Fengyi was learning handicraft techniques from He Siyu at Lin's house, he suddenly saw a person standing outside the gate outside. His heart moved, he asked He Siyu for a few minutes' leave, opened the door and went out.

The man had sword eyebrows and star eyes, a nose augmentation and thick lips, a dark complexion, and a majestic aura.He retreated to the place where He Siyu couldn't see, and waited for Zhang Fengyi to come out before he said in a low voice: "Talk?"

Zhang Fengyi looked him up and down a few times, and said suspiciously: "I really don't understand that you ran to me in broad daylight without even covering up. Is it because you are afraid that others will not know that we know each other?"

The man didn't answer, but stretched out his hand and said, "Qiu Ming, a member of Jiaolong Special Forces."

Zhang Fengyi didn't hold hands with him, and looked at him with a frown: "Aren't you afraid that I will report you?"

Qiu Ming withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "If you were the kind of dogmatic person, you wouldn't just show me your documents."

Zhang Fengyi smiled: "Sensitive enough. Tell me, what are you looking for?"

Qiu Ming hesitated for a moment, then said: "I want to make sure, if Xinxin won't come to trouble you again, you won't take the initiative to trouble her, right?"

Zhang Fengyi curled his lips: "Let's talk about it after you can confirm that she won't mess around again."

Qiu Ming said earnestly: "She won't. Xin Xin is the kind of person who will retreat when she is convinced that there is no chance of winning."

Zhang Fengyi smiled: "I'll wait and see."

Qiu Ming couldn't tell from his expression whether he would attack, and said helplessly: "She is my childhood sweetheart...friend, it's hard for me to ignore her, so...well, forget it, I'm leaving. Please give my apologies to the night guard and the pretty lady at your company for hurting them, it was unavoidable. Goodbye."

Watching him walk away, Zhang Fengyi felt strange.

With this guy's skill, I am afraid that he is not an ordinary person in Jiaolong.But his biggest weakness is that he is too emotional, so he will take the handle into his own hands.

But then again, don't you have the same personality?

Thinking of Zhou Qianqian, the only one who could be counted as his childhood sweetheart, Zhang Fengyi secretly called it a fluke.

Fortunately, I don't have an unreasonable "childhood sweetheart" like him.

***

A few days later, the results of the International Handicraft Contest came out, and as expected, the champion was the Swedish handicraft master Jerry Wetter invited by Zhou Wanxin.

In the past few days, Zhou Wanxin didn't come to trouble Zhang Fengyi again. It seems that, as Qiu Ming said, she really retreated in spite of the difficulties.And on the night when the results of the international handicraft competition came out, she called He Siyu immediately and made an appointment with the latter.

He Siyu poured out her own knowledge and taught Zhang Fengyi all the techniques she had learned to crack the craft.The latter's ability to learn is beyond her imagination, coupled with the extraordinary sense of control of his hands, he has already integrated what she taught in less than a week.

He Siyu was amazed by this.

In all her years of extreme crafting, no one could learn so quickly.She was still very worried about the result, but her confidence skyrocketed.

Jerry Waite can be regarded as a very fast learner in this industry. He was already a world-renowned master at the age of 25, but at that time he had been exposed to extreme crafts for more than ten years, and his learning speed was much slower than that of Zhang Fengyi .

But even though he gave her everything, He Siyu always insisted that this was only a communication between friends, and Zhang Fengyi was not allowed to call her "Master", and he did not say the reason.Fortunately, Zhang Fengyi never insisted on such things, nor did he pursue them.

At nine o'clock in the morning on the agreed day, He Siyu, Lin Ziyang and Zhang Fengyi got on the plane and flew to Yanjing.

On the plane, Zhang Fengyi and He Siyu suddenly thought of a question while they were chatting, and couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you simply agree that both sides would find a master to compete with each other? The champion ratio of the International Craft Competition?"

He Siyu explained: "Your proposal is exactly Zi Yang's original proposal, but Zhou Wanxin thought of this trick to delay because she was afraid that she would not have the strength to compete with me."

Zhang Fengyi's heart moved: "Aunt He, did the doctor give you a clear time when your muscle degeneration symptoms first appeared?"