The strong wind blew up the dry grass and made people's clothes rustle.

Xu Tairan, the deputy commander of the military region, the chief of staff and other military region leaders stood in the center of the field, all looking up at the armed helicopter hovering in the sky. The expressions on their faces varied, some were excited, some were excited, and some were a little surprised.

Carrying on this armed helicopter are the heroes of their Fenglan City Military Region.

As the helicopter slowly descended, the anticipation in their eyes became more and more obvious.

Soon, the helicopter landed steadily on the ground.

Under the gaze of everyone, the helicopter door was opened, and several special forces members dressed in combat uniforms and ready to go quickly jumped out of the helicopter.

Immediately afterwards, a young man in a black robe and carrying a sword on his back also jumped off the helicopter. It was Zhang Beixing.

"Report to the commander, the Tiger Special Forces has successfully completed its mission and has now returned to the team." Zhou Wen immediately raised his hand and saluted, speaking in a serious tone.

Hearing this, Xu Tairan smiled slightly and pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Is it your Tiger Special Forces who completed the mission this time? Didn't Zhang Beixing complete the mission alone? What did you do?"

Zhou Wen scratched his head a little embarrassedly and lowered his head.

This is indeed the case. Without Zhang Beixing, it would probably take their Tiger Special Forces a very long time to complete the mission and it would never be so smooth.

However, he just said it casually and subconsciously. Of course, he also believed in his heart that Zhang Beixing was the main person who completed this mission.

There was no need for him to compete with Zhang Beixing for credit because the facts were before him.

Xu Tairan ignored him, walked up to Zhang Beixing, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "How is it, how does it feel to carry out the mission?"

Zhang Beixing smiled and shook his head, saying helplessly: "How should I put it? I think I can be faster."

Hearing this, Xu Tairan was stunned. Can it be even faster? Is Zhang Beixing's requirements for himself so high?

In their view, Zhang Beixing carried out the task as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and his speed was not slow, and could even be said to be quite fast.

But in Zhang Beixing's opinion, he could have been faster, and he was obviously dissatisfied with many aspects of his mission.

It’s really amazing... Zhang Beixing’s ideas are indeed completely different from those of ordinary people like them.

Xu Taicheng didn't think much about it. He looked at Zhang Beixing seriously and whispered in his ear: "Zhang Beixing, someone wants to see you."

Upon hearing Commander Xu's words, Zhang Beixing paused for a moment, a hint of doubt flashing across his eyes. Then, he seemed to realize something and nodded solemnly.

……

In the reception room, the shocking gully still remained on the ground. This was the mark left by Zhang Beixing's sword.

At this time, sitting at the first seat in the reception room was an old man with wrinkles all over his face. He was Dong Wencheng, the director of the National Security Bureau.

Knock, knock, knock. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Dong Wencheng raised his head and looked at the door sharply.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the reception room was pushed open, and Xu Tairan walked in with Zhang Beixing.

"Director Dong, Zhang Beixing has arrived." Xu Tairan said seriously. Then, he turned to look at Zhang Beixing and introduced him, "Zhang Beixing, this is the person who wants to see you. You can talk here. If you have any questions, call me immediately. I'll be outside."

After saying that, Xu Tairan turned around and left the room, considerately closing the door of the living room.

Zhang Beixing stood there, quietly looking at the old man with wrinkles on his face, while also carefully observing the old man's expression.

Dong Wencheng sat in the first seat, quietly looking at Zhang Beixing. Neither of them spoke to each other, but just stared at each other.

The atmosphere in the reception room became somewhat dull and eerie.

Until Dong Wencheng spoke first: "Hello Zhang Beixing, let me formally introduce myself. I am the director of the Jiuzhou National Security Bureau, my name is Dong Wencheng. You can call me Director Dong, or you can call me Old Dong."

Dong Wencheng immediately stood up, with a kind smile on his face, walked up to Zhang Beixing and extended his hand.

Zhang Beixing also nodded, and also stretched out his hand to shake hands with Dong Wencheng, and said: "Hello, Director Dong, I am Zhang Beixing. I wonder why you want to see me?"

Zhang Beixing was not too surprised or shocked.

In his imagination, since Commander Xu told him that someone wanted to see him, this person must be an important figure, or someone he could not normally come into contact with.

Moreover, the incident in which he split the front of a bus with a sword in the square must have been widely circulated on the Internet and is known to many netizens.

Well, in this case, it is understandable that his affairs attracted the attention of some big shots.

He had never doubted how strong a country's intelligence capabilities were, nor had he ever doubted that his matter would attract the attention of Kyushu's top leaders.

But what he didn't expect was that the director of the National Security Bureau actually came to see him in person, which surprised him. He originally thought that the higher-ups would just send someone to check the details with him.

Dong Wencheng laughed heartily a few times, then let go of his hand, walked back to the first seat and sat down, and asked Zhang Beixing to sit down as well.

"From the look of you, you should have expected someone to come to see you. But you probably didn't expect that it would be me who would come in person, right?"

Zhang Beixing sat down, hesitated for a moment, and nodded. Dong Wencheng nodded silently, then smiled and said, "In that case, I will tell you directly. The reason I came to you today is precisely because of the ability you have shown before."

"I watched the video of you easily splitting the front of a bus with one sword in the square. It was really shocking. That light swing could burst out such amazing power. You have obviously surpassed the normal limits of humans and subverted our normal cognition. You are indeed extremely powerful."

"Before coming here, I also did some research on you. The flying needle skills you demonstrated earlier were also amazing. A tiny flying needle can be as fast as a bullet in your hand. I am really curious, how do you do it?"

In response to the question from Dong Wencheng, director of the National Security Bureau, Zhang Beixing answered calmly: "This is due to a lot of practice, some skills I have mastered, and a little bit of talent. I have naturally reached this level."

Dong Wencheng was stunned for a moment, then surprised, and even a little bit unbelievable. He knew that although long-term practice could master skills, it was far from being able to reach Zhang Beixing's level with just these and a little talent.

After all, human limits are obvious, and it is common sense that humans cannot break through these limits through practice. Special forces are the best example. Their training intensity is far beyond that of ordinary soldiers, and the sweat and effort they put in are beyond imagination.

However, even so, there are only a few special forces who can reach the level of a soldier king. In front of Zhang Beixing, even a special forces soldier at the level of a soldier king seems to be eclipsed.

Therefore, it was difficult for him to imagine what kind of terrifying talent Zhang Beixing mentioned was for ordinary people. This young man really gave him a big surprise.

After a brief contact, Dong Wencheng had a preliminary understanding of Zhang Beixing. He noticed that Zhang Beixing was very disgusted with restrictions. He was still wearing a black gown, did not salute or greet him when he saw him, and did not show surprise when he heard his identity, which showed his pride in his bones.

This is not his shortcoming, because Zhang Beixing has enough capital and confidence to be proud. Whether it is the flying needle skill or the swordsmanship that split the front of the bus with a sword, it always shows his pride and ability.

"Zhang Beixing, are you aware of how strong your abilities are?" Dong Wencheng changed the subject and asked casually.

Zhang Beixing nodded and replied calmly: "In this world, there should be no one who can reach my level."

Dong Wencheng nodded in agreement. This was indeed the case. There was no one else in the world who could reach Zhang Beixing's level and master his abilities.

"You are right, your ability is indeed unique in the world." Dong Wencheng continued, with a kinder smile on his face.

Then, he sighed softly and said with a smile: "However, you also know that your ability is too strong. Our National Security Bureau is the department responsible for the security of Kyushu, so I must come to you in person."

"The purpose of this time is very simple. Our National Security Bureau wants to cooperate with you on behalf of Jiuzhou. Simply put, there are some things that are inconvenient for us to deal with, and we hope you can help deal with them, and we will also give you corresponding and equivalent compensation. Of course, we will never treat you unfairly. What do you think?"

After hearing Dong Wencheng's words, Zhang Beixing did not answer immediately, but sat in his seat in silence, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

As he expected, the director of the National Security Bureau came to him for cooperation. The ability he now possessed was unmatched by anyone in the world. Whether it was flying needle skills or swordsmanship, they broke the limits of the human body and surpassed the cognition of ordinary people.

In this case, the best option for the National Security Bureau is to reach a consensus on cooperation with him. As Director Dong said, when some Kyushu officials are not convenient to come forward, he can solve the problem and avoid a lot of trouble. At the same time, he can also get a certain degree of help and support.

Although he seems to have no needs now and his life is OK without worrying about three meals a day, Zhang Beixing is not sure if he will encounter any difficulties in the future. If he does encounter a difficult problem, then this cooperative relationship will come in handy.

"No problem, Director Dong, this is a win-win cooperation." After careful consideration, Zhang Beixing smiled and answered readily.

Dong Wencheng was relieved when he heard Zhang Beixing agreed to cooperate. To be honest, before coming here, he was really worried that Zhang Beixing would refuse to cooperate with them. The ability shown by Zhang Beixing was strong enough, which was exactly what they needed.

But such people are often idle and unconcerned with worldly affairs. They often judge things according to their own personality and sense of right and wrong. Therefore, things that seem good or even very good in the eyes of ordinary people may not be of any benefit to them, so they refuse cooperation requests.

But now it seems that Zhang Beixing does not belong to that category. Being able to reach a cooperation is also what Dong Wencheng wants to see.

So, he smiled and nodded in agreement, and said, "In that case, I will leave you a contact information later. If there is anything I need to find you, I will contact you through this contact information. Of course, if you need to find us, you can also contact me through this contact information."

Zhang Beixing nodded heavily and replied seriously: "No problem."

Then, Dong Wencheng did not intend to get up and leave. Instead, he looked at Zhang Beixing with interest and asked in a polite tone: "To be honest, I am very curious about the unique skill you have mastered. I would like to ask, do you think that besides you, there is a second person like you?"

After hearing this, Zhang Beixing smiled inwardly, then shook his head and replied in a joking tone: "Director Dong, there is no need to test me anymore. My practice method has never been hidden, it is the content of those live broadcasts. I practice while broadcasting live every day. If you want to cultivate other people's abilities in this area, you can practice according to my live broadcast content."

"Of course! If you want to get the skills I have mastered during practice, you can also exchange them with me on the principle of equal exchange!"

Dong Wencheng nodded thoughtfully.

I have to say, Zhang Beixing is really smart!

He was just trying to get useful information from Zhang Beixing!
For example, the real way of practicing, or getting his promise to help Jiuzhou train a group of people who master flying needle techniques or have sword skills like him, etc.

But now it seems that Zhang Beixing had no intention of lying!
Besides, there is no need for him to lie!

Moreover, Dong Wencheng also keenly realized that in this world, only Zhang Beixing himself could master the flying needle technique and that kind of swordsmanship! This is definitely not just because of practice! It may be more of a talent or destiny!
Fortunately, after he figured this out, he decisively threw this idea out of his mind! He no longer fantasized about being able to train such an elite force! Because, it was very likely impossible to train it!

"Okay, I no longer have any questions! Do you have any questions about this?" Dong Wencheng spread his hands, squinted his eyes and smiled.

Zhang Beixing also put on a smile, shook his head and said, "I don't have any problems anymore, Director Dong."

"Then, I wish our future cooperation will be smooth and pleasant!"

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Director Dong!"

……

Dong Wencheng didn't stay too long. After talking to Zhang Beixing, (End of this chapter)

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