A hundred flavors of life

Dinner is all home-cooked dishes, shredded pork with Beijing sauce, sliced ​​pork, tomato and beef ball soup, home-cooked cold dishes, multi-layered sauced pork, and the staple food is dumplings stuffed with fennel.

Although ordinary, but rich, set a table.

After the food was set, Aunt Zhu Jia came in with a bottle of Moutai and said with a smile, "This is the Moutai bought by Xiaohua, you can drink this!"

Hua Twelve hurriedly got up and took the wine, opened it, poured it for the two big brothers, and said with a smile at the same time:

"Actually, it was Zhu Jia's money. I wanted to buy it, but she was already ready when I got off work!"

Zhu Jia stomped on her angrily, and Zhu Jia's uncle laughed:
"It's normal for girls to be extroverted. I think it was Xiaojia's aunt who prepared two bottles of Fenjiu for me when I first went to my husband's house."

The aunt's eyes widened; "Are you the same as Xiao Hua, you are poor, and you want to come to propose marriage after buying half a catty of peanuts. I am afraid that my father will kill you!"

After saying this, Uncle Zhu Jia coughed, quickly picked up the chopsticks and pointed to the dishes on the table: "Move the chopsticks, move the chopsticks!"

During the meal, the two leaders, Uncle Zhu Jia and Wu Wenhui, still retained some military manners, except for the occasional clink of glasses, they rarely spoke, but it was Zhu Jia's aunt who began to question Hua Twelve.

How many people are there in the family, how is work going, when did I meet Zhu Jia, in short, Hua Shier almost wants to take out his household registration book in this world and slap it on the table.

Looking at Zhu Jia again, with a smile on her lips, she was very happy to listen, but she didn't know why she was so beautiful.

When she found out that Hua Shier was an orphan, Aunt Zhu Jia felt distressed, and said that the child was not easy, and she asked Zhu Jia to get along well with him in the future and not to bully others, which made Zhu Jia very depressed.

After dinner, my aunt took Zhu Jia and the nanny to clear the table. Uncle Zhu Jia and Wu Wenhui each held a teacup and asked Hua Twelve to talk in the study.

Hua Twelve knew that the next step should be today's topic.

Said it was a study room, it looked like a small office, there were two rows of sofas in front of the desks, and the three of them sat on the sofas and talked.

Uncle Zhu Jia turned to Wu Wenhui and said, "Old Wu, your soldier, you should speak first!"

Wu Wenhui nodded: "OK!"

He turned to Hua Twelve and said:
"Let's talk about your troubles first. Duan Guochao was blinded by you in one eye. Although he deserved his own fault, he is the leader of the younger generation of laymen in Shaolin Temple. Shaolin doesn't want to let this matter go!"

"In addition, although Shaolin has no evidence for Xu Tianbiao's matter, if you think about it carefully, you know that [-]% of it is related to you, so Shaolin plans to trouble you. If they don't do it, they will definitely find a suitable one. Excuse, I will kill you!"

Hua Twelve did not speak, waiting for Wu Wenhui's next words.

Seeing Hua Twelve's indifferent attitude, Wu Wenhui nodded appreciatively:

"That's right, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color, just like our army!"

"Don't worry, you are from the Army, we naturally won't let people bully you. We have already planned this matter. Cao Yi will mention it to you during this time, but you and Zhu Jia are men. The relationship between girlfriends, this matter is a bit difficult!"

Wu Wenhui glanced at Uncle Zhu Jia, and said helplessly: "My old squad leader found me and wanted me to give you a chance to choose. I have to give you this face, so now I have two paths for you to choose!"

Hua Twelve asked, "Which two roads?"

"The first way is to protect you as a technical talent, and let the military come forward. I believe that there will be no trouble finding you in the future. You and Zhu Jia can live your little life with peace of mind!"

Hua Twelve was a little amused: "Technical talents?"

Wu Wenhui nodded and said: "That's right, your arc shooting is amazing. We can turn you into a civilian instructor who is responsible for teaching your marksmanship throughout the army. From now on, you will not be allowed to participate in operational missions." !"

Hua Shieryi shook his head when he heard this: "This won't work. I came to the army to participate in the mission. If you let me idle, I would rather resign!"

A smile appeared in Wu Wenhui's eyes, and he turned to look at Uncle Zhu Jia, who shook his head and smiled wryly:
"If there is a smooth road, you will not be comfortable until there is a hail of bullets, right? Forget it, let's listen to the second road that Old Wu prepared for you!"

Wu Wenhui didn't speak in a hurry, but asked Hua Twelve:
"Before I talk about this, can I ask, Xiao Hua, if you can defeat Jiang Hai with one move, how far is your kung fu?"

Hua Twelve compared himself with Tang Zichen in his heart, and said conservatively:

"Even if it's not number one in the world, it's definitely the top wave!"

When he said this, both Wu Wenhui and Uncle Zhu Jia were stunned.

Uncle Zhu Jia came to his senses and let out a hey; "You are young, how many masters have you met? Don't you know that the sky is high and the earth is powerful. It's fine to say this in front of me and your Uncle Wu. When you are outside, don't talk nonsense. Gossip!"

After speaking, there was still a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

The old man's words were not aimed at Hua Twelve, but to cover for him. He was afraid that his arrogant remarks would make Wu Wenhui feel disgusted, so he directly pointed out the relationship between "Uncle Wu", which meant that it was a family talk, just listen to it.

Hua Shishi also heard the old man's good intentions, but he didn't intend to change his words, because he was telling the truth, and he couldn't lie just to cater to other people's perception.

He smiled, and said to the two big men in front of him: "There is a woman named Tang Zichen, have you heard of it?"

Uncle Zhu Jia was taken aback, obviously he didn't know who Tang Zichen was.

On the contrary, Wu Wenhui's expression changed: "You mean Tang Zichen, the master of the Tang Sect who founded the Overseas Tang Sect?"

Hua Twelve nodded: "I met her once when I was a prisoner in City C. To be honest, she was no match for me. Later, I found out that she is already one of the best in the world!"

Wu Wenhui showed doubts on his face: "How did you know her?"

Hua Shier knew that Wu Wenhui was very disgusted with these overseas forces. If this matter was not explained clearly, it would be easy to cause misunderstandings.

Then he talked about the matter with Wang Chao.

Then he said that he found out that Wang Chao suddenly knew kung fu, and he felt curious. After secretly investigating, he found out that Tang Zichen was teaching him. Lord.

Wu Wenhui nodded: "We will investigate and verify what you said, not to suspect you, but as a routine!"

Hua Twelve didn't take it seriously, nodded and said:

"understand!"

Only then did Wu Wenhui smile:
"If what you said is true, then this matter will be easy to handle. Jiang Hai and Duan Guochao are the most powerful masters of the younger generation in the martial arts world. If you can defeat Jiang Hai with one move, if you really want to do it, Duan Guochao is not yours either. opponent!"

Hua Twelve nodded in acquiescence, not because he was shameless, but because that was the truth.

Wu Wenhui suddenly changed the subject and asked him about other things: "Do you know that there is a master in the Go world named Wu Qingyuan?"

"Go master Wu Qingyuan, of course I know that." Hua Twelve nodded to show that he knew.

"Wu Qingyuan swept all the masters in the Go world over there when he was traveling to the east, whether they were first-class or super-class, and all of them were downgraded!"

"The task we give you is that from now on, you will challenge all the masters in the Japanese and Korean martial arts world one by one. No matter if they are first-class, top-notch masters, or grand masters, you must defeat them all in a formal competition. Good to kill!"

"We want you to be Wu Qingyuan in the martial arts world, and bring the martial arts style of our country to sweep the world and be invincible!"

Hua Twelfth was a little stunned and puzzled. What he realized was that Wang Chao was supposed to do this. Now it was his turn. The puzzled thing was that the competition between countries should not be compared with comprehensive national strength. What about economics and military affairs? I don't understand what's the point of asking him to compete with the martial arts world over there.

He asked his puzzlement, and Wu Wenhui said very seriously:

"We and the martial arts world in our childhood have been fighting each other since the Republic of China. Is it any wonder that we didn't pay much attention to the development of martial arts after the [-]th, but we let the other side take advantage of the loopholes. Now Han has established countless gymnasiums in China, young people have gone to practice some Japanese and Korean martial arts, let them spend a year on our land for nothing, how much money will they take away?"

When Hua Twelve heard this, he nodded and felt that it made sense. Martial arts invasion is also a kind of cultural invasion, especially after two years, the traditional martial arts will not be trampled by Chinese people.

Wu Wenhui tapped the armrest of the sofa with his hands:

"We just want you to step on their martial arts and make their martial arts worthless!"

"Especially on Xiaotian, even after the war ended, they defected to the Ugly Country, and they have been eyeing us with hostility. They are against us in all aspects, both openly and secretly!"

"Hey, isn't Xiaotian advocating the spirit of Bushido? Your mission on the surface is to defeat all their masters, thereby damaging their national self-confidence!"

Hua Twelve's eyes moved, and he asked, "A mission on the bright side? Then there are missions in the dark?"

"Not bad!"

Wu Wenhui smiled and said: "Actually, before you showed your kung fu to defeat Jiang Hai, based on your pistol skills and your specialty, we plan to send you overseas to perform beheading missions, and let you be my new generation of beheading kings in China!"

Hua Twelve seemed to understand something in his heart, but he still pretended to be puzzled and asked:
"Beheading mission?"

Wu Wenhui nodded: "This world looks peaceful on the surface, but when has it ever been truly peaceful? On the surface, the years are peaceful, but the comrades on the hidden front are just carrying forward with heavy burdens!"

"The great powers have never given up their hearts to destroy me. Over the years, they have used everything in the open and in the dark. Some foreign secret agents have done outrageous things on this land, and some traitors have done things to betray the nation. They think Is it possible to escape legal sanctions by going abroad, how can there be such a cheap thing!"

"As for some of our comrades, we are responsible for making them understand the truth that those who openly offend a strong man will be punished no matter how far away they are!"

Speaking of this, both Wu Wenhui and Uncle Zhu Jia felt a little heavy. The former stared into Hua Twelve's eyes and said:

"In the future, you will be the Wu Qingyuan of the martial arts world in the open, and you will be the new generation of beheading kings in secret, so that those who escape overseas and want to escape sanctions will get the punishment they deserve!"

After Wu Wenhui finished speaking, he waited, as if he wanted Hua Twelve to digest what he said, and then asked:
"Is there anything you don't understand, you can ask it now!"

Although Hua Twelve has done criminal justice, he didn't ask nonsense such as "lynching without a trial by law". A contest at this level must be a life-and-death contest, and it can't be brought out in the open, endangering the safety of the Guo family. That's right.

He just asked: "You said a new generation of beheading kings, but who was the previous generation?"

Uncle Zhu Jia curled his lips, pointed at Wu Wenhui and said, "Of course he is the one with such a heavy hostility!"

After he finished speaking, he coughed lightly: "Xiaohua, I talked to Xiaojia, she is a stubborn girl, and she has identified you. As Xiaojia's uncle, I don't want you to do such a dangerous job either! "

"You can think about it carefully. If you want to do this, I will get rid of this old face and transfer you to a civilian job. If you can popularize your arc shooting in the whole army, it is also for the same reason. country, and the credit is not small!"

Wu Wenhui glanced at his old squad leader with dissatisfaction, but he didn't speak after all. Obviously, the two of them must have talked about this topic before.

Hua Twelve smiled; "I'll call you Uncle too, I'm glad you can say that, you must be thinking about me and Zhu Jia, but I still plan to choose the second way for this matter, My temperament is not suitable for being an instructor, training students in the shooting range these days, but I am bored, I still think it is more interesting to fight and kill."

"In addition, I also feel that this little danger is nothing to me!"

Uncle Zhu Jia sighed: "Forget it, since you chose it yourself, I also support you to take this road, but this road is full of thorns, and there are cliffs on both sides. If you take a step away, you will be crushed to pieces. You have to do it well." Prepare to sacrifice!"

Wu Wenhui saw that the topic was a bit heavy, so he quickly talked about another matter:

"You have to settle down first if you fight against the outside world. Before you officially perform the task, you have to solve the troubles from Shaolin!"

Speaking of this, Uncle Zhu Jia showed dissatisfaction:
"The current Shaolin is full of smog and chaos. It is said that it is going to be listed in Ugly Country. We have very close exchanges with that side. Although it is some commercial exchanges, many of the joints are worth deliberating. These Old Wu, you all have to check it out!"

Wu Wenhui nodded: "That's right, but there are also people on our side talking to Shaolin, and this matter has to be done secretly. Don't worry, the old squad leader, I will check it out!"

After he finished talking about Chaohua Twelve, he said: "Isn't Shaolin planning to make trouble for you? We also want to promote you to the top of the martial arts world, so let's use them as a stepping stone!"

"I'll ask someone to arrange for them to compete with you in the capital. I'll invite other famous martial arts experts to be witnesses. You'll beat them all with your fists. Let's see what they have to say. If you dare If you're trying to make trouble in the dark, then don't worry about us being rude!"

After Wu Wenhui said this, he suddenly thought of something and pointed at Hua Twelve: "Before this, you kid, you taught the arc shooting first. After working as an instructor for so long, it's unreasonable for a student not to teach it!"

Hua Twelve can only say that he will do his best, and the same sentence, this thing depends on talent.

The three of them chatted in the study for more than two hours. After finishing their official business, Hua Twelve took the initiative to leave. Before leaving, Aunt Zhu Jia brought him a lot of gifts, including cigarettes, alcohol, and health care products. .

Hua Twelve honestly took it away, and when he returned to the courtyard, talking about what happened today, Gong Er was afraid that he would be rude when he came to the door for the first time, so he asked him how many things he had given away.

Hua Twelve laughed and said, "I didn't spend a penny, but I earned a lot!" After speaking, he brought the gift outside for her to see, which made Gong Er angry and funny.

That night, Hua Twelve surprisingly didn't practice flying swords, but asked Gong Er to teach him to practice Chinese martial arts.

He is planning to become a leader in the martial arts world, and he doesn't know a little martial arts. This is unreasonable. He intends to practice until he has transformed his strength before fighting Shaolin.

Thanks: 08a, Little Tiger of the Demon Realm, and Haiqiba 25 brothers for their rewards, thanks for the support of brothers who paid 200 yuan for a pack of spicy strips, thanks for the brothers who voted monthly and recommended tickets, and thanks for the brothers who read and collected books, thank you.