star hunter

Ren Jie finally came back, on the eve of graduation.

At that time, Zhong Yuncong had successfully passed the shooting course and was undergoing combat training. He was able to pass ten moves from Huo Jing's hands.

It might sound like nothing special, but to him, it was already a huge breakthrough.The optimistic student Zhong comforted himself in this way.

"You can't get outstanding like this." Huo Jing put his hands in his pockets, looking down at Zhong Yuncong who had just been knocked down by him, the latter was still breathing, but he did not forget to show a flattering smile: " Then passing should be enough? My goal is to pass..."

Huo Jing's face sank, his eyes were not friendly: "Say it again."

"...Don't talk about it." Zhong Yuncong made a gesture to shut up, and instructor Huo shook his head resentfully: "It's not enough, let me continue to practice!"

Zhong Yuncong waited for him to walk away before getting up, and when he was half-squatting, half-sitting and sighing, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, he shuddered, thinking that it was the instructor Huo who had left and returned, and raised a picture Bitter Melon Face: "Just let me take a breath..."

Halfway through the words, the person was stunned. What he could see was not the vicious Huo Jing, but Ren Jie, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

He has lost a lot of weight, the flesh on his cheeks has disappeared, his cheekbones are a little protruding, and his face is a little pale, but fortunately his eyes are very bright, and he seems to be recovering well.

"It's been a while," he said with a smile, "You've improved a lot."

Only then did Zhong Yun recover from the shock, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Ren Jie?! You finally recovered from your injury?! That's great!!!"

He said and scratched his head embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I haven't visited you much during this time..."

"No need, I still like to be quiet." Ren Jie waved his hand, glanced at him again, raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to continue to be lazy?"

Zhong Yuncong smiled shyly, and when he was about to get up, the other party stretched out a hand, Zhong Yuncong smiled, then held it, and stood up with his strength.

After standing still, he was about to withdraw his hand, but found that the other party didn't seem to want to let go, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger.

Zhong Yuncong's hand was in pain from being clenched. He glanced at Ren Jie, whose face was sinking like water, and smiled wryly: "It seems that you are recovering really well, with great strength."

Ren Jie was silent for a while, and then said: "Zhong Yuncong, compete with me."

"Ah?" Zhong Yun subconsciously thought it was a contest of supernatural powers, and he naturally remembered their last game. He narrowly won that time. At this time, Ren Jie was just recovering from a serious illness, so he naturally had no advantage. He took advantage of others' danger , I had to politely refuse: "Next time, I'm not in a good state today..."

"It's not about superpowers, but about physical fitness." Ren Jie glanced at the direction Huo Jing left pointingly, "Just like you and Instructor Huo just now."

Zhong Yuncong's head is getting bigger and bigger, and his physical fitness has never been his strong point, but the nearly three months of training is not just a play, the effect is still very obvious, and it can't be compared with monsters like Huo Jing and Su Xian. But he was much stronger than his previous self, and even ordinary people who had not been trained.

Ren Jie is definitely not an ordinary person, but he has just been discharged from the hospital, and there has been a gap of almost two months. Zhong Yuncong no longer has confidence in himself, and he does not think that such a Ren Jie can beat himself.

But in this way, is it easy to hit Ren Jie?

Due to his personality, he is a proud person, and with his previous aloof status in the training camp, if he really lost to himself, Zhong Yuncong was really worried that he would not be able to accept such a gap.

He is not a person who is good at concealing. Ren Jie knew what he was thinking when he saw his hesitation and hesitation. Are you confident?"

After finishing speaking, he swung a straight left fist, Zhong Yuncong was startled, but fortunately he reacted quickly, turned his head to avoid it, and followed the opponent with another right cross kick, Zhong Yuncong secretly sighed Knowing that Ren Jie was not joking, he looked serious and began to deal with it seriously.

About 3 minutes later, Ren Jie was thrown to the ground, and Zhong Yuncong discovered unexpectedly that he seemed to have learned the trick that Huo Jing used to deal with him earlier.

In any case, it was a windfall.

This time it was Ren Jie's turn to lie on the ground panting, Zhong Yun never pulled him up in a hurry, but squatted down to accompany him.

He carefully observed the other person's face from the corner of his eye. He closed his eyes slightly, looking a little tired.

Zhong Yun thumped in his heart, not sure if he shot too hard.

"Ren Jie..." He hesitated to speak, Ren Jie opened his eyes, smiled at him and shook his head: "I really am not your opponent."

"Don't say that," he eagerly wanted to comfort the other party, "you have just been discharged from the hospital..."

"There are not so many reasons." Ren Jie put his hands on the ground and propped up his upper body, "It's not as good as it is."

Zhong Yuncong opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry, I won't go into a dead end." Ren Jie patted him on the shoulder, "It's not as good as you now, but after a while, it will be hard to say."

Zhong Yuncong was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in relief: "Then you have to work hard!" Then he patted his chest carelessly: "If you don't understand, you can ask me."

Ren Jie squinted at him: "I praised you a few times, and your tail is up to the sky?"

Zhong Yuncong shrugged his shoulders, feeling an indescribable joy in his heart, he simply sat on the ground and chatted with this little friend: "How is Yirou recently?"

"It's good, but she's been too much trouble recently, and she's a little thin."

"She is really kind to you, you have to treat her girl well."

"Is that what you need to say?"

"No, what happened to her and your mother?" Recalling Ren's mother, Zhong Yuncong still had lingering fears, "Your mother is hard to deal with..."

Sure enough, as soon as he mentioned this topic, Ren Jie's face was full of sadness: "It's still the same..."

"Tsk tsk, can you be more decisive? The longer you delay, the more you will suffer."

"...Then what do you say?"

Zhong Yuncong smiled: "Why are you asking me? I don't have to deal with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

Ren Jie was still worried: "Just suppose... If you were me, what would you do?"

"Uh... I can't imagine it." Zhong Yuncong nodded honestly and slightly ostentatiously, "My mother is not that difficult to deal with, and..."

"And what?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Zhong Yun kept silent, but he began to fantasize about taking Su Xian to meet his parents in his mind, but he couldn't help laughing.

But Shale sighed again after a while: I don't know where my father is... I don't know if there is a chance to leave. The scenes he imagined are too far away.

He and Ren Jie did not mention Ren Yan in a tacit understanding. In the days after that, Ren Jie almost forgot to sleep and eat, trying desperately to narrow the gap widened by injuries. Zhong Yuncong saw it and worried about him. In terms of physical condition, it is hard to say much.

Although I know that Ren Jie is not that kind of person, but the words of comfort are still very sarcastic.

So he swallowed it all back.

On the day of the official assessment, the weather was not so beautiful, it was gloomy early in the morning, and it started to rain directly in the evening.

The assessment items are similar to the usual training items, and the purpose is to let the trainees show what they have learned in the past three months, but the standard has been improved a lot compared to the training period.

Fortunately, Huo Jing was originally an iron-blooded instructor, and the standards he adopted for them were always strict, even worse.When the students are usually lazy, they can't help complaining, and some of them quit directly because they couldn't bear it. As for the part that persisted, it can be said that they passed the assessment with ease.

It wasn't until this time that the prospective graduates who passed successfully knew how to appreciate the hard work of Instructor Huo.

Among them, Zhong Yuncong was naturally included.

He scored 85.5 points, barely touching the edge of an excellent student. Most of the credit came from the two tests of shooting and mental strength. , quite a bit of talent.

But having said that, he felt that he was lucky, but in fact, most of the students in this class were mediocre, and very few of them reached the standard of excellence. There were a total of [-] qualified graduates, and there were only three outstanding students. Looking around, Zhong Yuncong The score is already among the best.

Ren Jie's hard work paid off, he skipped the qualifying score stage and entered the ranks of good.However, he himself does not seem to be very satisfied, but he can only accept this result.

"Aren't there few outstanding students this year?" Zong Zheng looked at the young students with his hands behind his back with a smile. Their expressions were full of frustration, surprise, and calmness. All are dynamic.

Among the 60 people, less than half of them chose the Management Bureau, and most people still feel that the position of the Management Bureau is more comfortable and comfortable.

Zong Zheng is not disappointed, because it is true.

Su Xian stood beside him, holding an umbrella for the leader in a doggy manner, and replied with a smile: "That is to say, one term is not as good as the previous one... It is far worse than ours back then."

After speaking, he turned his face to the side and glanced at the stern-faced Huo Jing: "Really, old Huo?"

The person named raised his eyelids and ignored him.

"Tch!" Su Xian turned around and went to complain to his superior, "Zongju, look at his attitude, shouldn't he be in charge?"

Zong Zheng snorted coldly: "I think you are getting more and more unpromising, and you have learned to make small reports?"

Huo Jing, who had been silent all this time, answered abruptly: "He's always been like this."

Su Xian immediately grabbed his little tail, and intensified his complaint: "He's talking bad things about me...he said it in front of my face!"

Zong Zheng couldn't hold back, and gave him a moment: "Speaking of which, haven't you handed over your [-]-word self-criticism to me?"

"..." Su Xian's expression changed, "How long has it been, why do you still remember this?"

Zong Zheng laughed angrily at him: "What's the matter, do you think I'm a fool?"

Su Xian couldn't help apologizing and reassuring, but the leader's complexion still didn't improve. In desperation, he had no choice but to bump Huo Jing's elbow secretly, motioning him to beg for mercy.

Huo Jing glanced at him, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Zongju, if he handed it in one day, you must carefully distinguish the handwriting on it...don't be fooled."

When Zong Zheng heard the words, he squinted at a bold subordinate: "I will hand him over to see when I go back."

Su Xian was dripping with cold sweat, and his eyes flew over coldly: You remember it!

It's a pity that Huo Jing had his own protective shield, so he turned a blind eye and shielded everything.

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After the assessment was over, there was the graduation ceremony, Zong Zhengze, the top leader of the Management Bureau, gave lectures to the freshly baked newcomers.

The rain was unabated, and Zong Zhengze was not a talkative person, so his speech was not lengthy.

"... We were born in a hell on earth, perhaps a little more terrifying, but even so, I think you will love your hometown no less than people in any corner of the world. Our generation is special. In the most critical I have been given the responsibility of defending our home at all times. I will not shirk this responsibility, I welcome it, and I am sure you will too. The moment you sign up, you know what the future holds, and you know what we are going to do. What a difficult task to undertake. But we still have to do it, even if it is as difficult as building the Babel Tower, it will not be completed in a month, it will not be completed in a year, or in ten years, or even Done in our lifetimes. But let's do it."

He paused for a moment, and said in a low voice the motto that the Administration Bureau is proud of.

"Use your knife to pick out the weak."

"Use your blood to wash away the hesitation."

"Use your eyes to remember sin and merit"

"Until death, I will rest."

The audience was solemn, and the students in the phalanx waved their arms vigorously and neatly: "Until death!"

The last link is that the seniors wear the insignia of the Management Bureau for more than [-] juniors.

When Su Xian walked in front of Zhong Yuncong, his hair was already completely wet by the rain, and the water dripped down his sharp chin.

He smiled at him.

Su Xian resisted the urge to wipe off the rain for him, and solemnly buckled the badge on his front.

Then he solemnly extended his hand and said the words he had repeated countless times today: "I am honored to be able to fight side by side with you."

It was obviously a stylized formula, but Zhong Yuncong's eyes were hot, and he held the other's hand: "Me too."

Book Five: An Invitation to Behead