urban evil

"Grandpa!" Wang Qing blushed, and the group of brothers behind all had ambiguous expressions on their faces.

Wang Shuichuan knew that he had said something wrong, but who made him save face? If he was wrong, he was wrong. He opened his mouth and continued: "Didn't you all live together?"

Wang Qing's face turned redder, and the joy of seeing her grandfather disappeared without a trace. This old man, I'm afraid that others will not know what kind of relationship your granddaughter has with him.

"Well, Qing'er, you should live with grandpa! After all, I'm in charge of the security work of the conference, so it's not suitable to live with me!" Luo Lei was thick-skinned and a little embarrassed. This guy is most afraid of Just to meet the parents.

"Oh!" Wang Qing nodded obediently, and then stood by Grandpa's side.

Wang Shuichuan looked at Luo Lei approvingly, and said with a smile, "Xiao Lei, you have to take care of our Baihemen this time. Grandpa, I am going to make a name for Baihemen at this conference. "

"Don't worry, I will!" Luo Lei nodded.

Then, everyone went to the floor where their respective rooms were located. Luo Lei had just opened the door when he received a call from Murong Hanwei. A squadron assigned to him had already entered the county seat and could arrive at the hotel within 10 minutes.

"Damn it, I knew it would be nice to come with them!" Luo Lei curled his lips and said to himself, "This journey is really exciting!"

Sure enough, when it was said that it would be 10 minutes, it would be 10 minutes.

Although the sixty team members were wearing civilian clothes, they couldn't hide their innate military temperament. Among them, the four captains with the highest military rank were all majors.

Murong Hanwei's arrangements were very thoughtful, after all Luo Lei was only a lieutenant colonel, if there were officers on the same level as him among the people sent, conflicts would easily arise.

"Not bad!" Luo Lei praised, and continued: "Everyone is tired all the way, so go to your own room to rest, and have a meeting after dinner in the evening. I will brief you all on the security content of the meeting and assign tasks!"

"Yes, Captain!" Sixty people shouted at the same time, and the guests in the surrounding rooms poked their heads out to look.

Luo Lei quickly put together a set of security regulations. He set the security level at A-level. Of course, this was not formulated for a certain protected target. The main purpose was to maintain normal order.

For private fighters, the most severe punishment will be imposed and they will be directly driven out of the conference site.If you want to fight, when the conference is over, you don't care if you beat me to death!But within the scope of the venue, I will never forgive anyone who dares to make mistakes.

At the meeting in the evening, although some people raised doubts, it was just a non-governmental organization's martial arts conference, which needed such high-standard security measures.However, in the end everyone agreed to do things according to his arrangement.

The afternoon before the official opening of the martial arts conference, a grand opening ceremony was held. The sponsor was the wealthy Wudang sect. They did not know where to invite a host who was very talkative and spoke eloquently on the stage.

Then came the introduction of the heads of various factions, almost all of them were old guys with gray beards. You people are still stuck in a rut.

Modern people have a long lifespan. The younger generation wants to survive the old ones. God knows it will be the year of the monkey.

Then he solemnly introduced Luo Lei, the person in charge of the security work of this conference. Luo Lei led a group of team members with real guns and nuclear bombs to the high platform. Said: "There is only one thing I want to say, that is, during the conference, no matter who you are, you must abide by the rules. Private fighting is strictly prohibited, and those who violate it will bear the consequences!"

Although many ancient warriors were capable of fighting against ordinary weapon attacks, the Secret Service members were holding large-caliber shotguns and special high-power bullets. The guns were second, which angered the Secret Service. For these people, the loss outweighs the gain.

A group of young ancient warriors below all showed disdainful expressions, the corners of Luo Lei's mouth turned up slightly, this boss, you can't do without killing chickens and monkeys, it seems that the unlucky chicken is in the crowd, brother is waiting for you to jump out!

The next link is a phalanx composed of disciples from various sects and sects, performing routines on stage in order, in order to attract everyone's attention.

The Wudang Sect and the Shaolin Sect headed by the six major sects are all great at playing, and the second-level sect headed by the Baihe Sect is also performing very well. As for the Xingyi Sect, because the head of the Sect has just died, they did not send any people participate.

Luo Lei is glad that Xingyimen came here, if they dare to come, they will be wiped out!

The phalanx of the White Crane Sect came to the stage, and Wang Qing was naturally at the front. Among the third-generation disciples of the sect, she was the highest ranked, even surpassing some uncles and uncles.

Although there were quite a few girls participating in the martial arts competition, there were not too many of them with outstanding looks. Wang Qing seemed to have become a sister of the younger generation. As soon as she took the stage, she immediately attracted the attention of many people in the audience.

Wang Shuichuan stroked his beard and smiled happily, and said to Luo Lei next to him: "In the youth group, Qing'er's ancient martial arts level is at least among the top three, and this time I will definitely get a good ranking and win glory for Baihemen! "

"Mr. Wang, if you want me to say that since you are here, you have to fight for No. 1!" Luo Lei is very confident in Wang Qing. Although she has not made much progress in ancient martial arts during this period, she has made rapid progress in cultivation. Even if you don't use spells, just using your true energy to defend and recover your stamina can surpass your opponent by a large margin!

"Hehe, it's best to get No.1!" Wang Shuichuan said with a smile.

In addition to the competition in the youth group, there is also a competition among the heads of various sects, that is to elect a martial arts leader to lead the entire ancient martial arts world and contribute to the development of ancient martial arts.

Therefore, the intrigue between these old guys is the most important thing in this conference. Of course, if the disciples brought by this sect emerge in the youth group, it will also increase the chance of the sect leader becoming the leader.

The last one to take the stage was the sponsor, the Wudang faction.

Yang Fengzi, the head of the Wudang School, a hale and hearty old man, wearing Taoist clothes, holding a white floating dust in his hand, smiled and said to the audience: "Everyone can respond to the call of the Wulin Conference, Pindao is very happy, and I hope everyone can compare themselves to their true level!"

To say that the two great masters in the ancient martial arts world are naturally the Wudang sect and the Shaolin sect. The master of Shaolin sect's ancient martial arts is Master Nianzheng. He is completely different from the Shaolin abbot who often appears in front of the public.

"At the same time, I would like to thank Lieutenant Colonel Luo of the Secret Service for bringing an elite squadron to take charge of our security work in his busy schedule!" When Yang Fengzi said these words, he slightly cupped his fists at Luo Lei.

Luo Lei smiled lightly, as a return of courtesy.

When the host introduced Luo Lei just now, many young people were not convinced. In their view, Luo Lei is just a kid of their age, why can he take on such an important task?

And all the heads are so polite to him, which makes those arrogant guys feel very uncomfortable.

"How old is he?" one guy asked.

"That's right, I heard it's someone from the Ninth Division of the Secret Service. By the way, isn't Wang Sanhu the most powerful member of the Ninth Division? How could he be sent here?" Another person said.

"The Secret Service is fooling us. They sent a kid who smells like shit. Isn't this a joke!" A guy said even more: "If you think you have a gun in your hand, we will be afraid of him. Does he have a brain? question?"

Although these were whispers, Luo Lei could still hear them clearly. After Yang Fengzi finished speaking, he stood up.

"I know that some of you are dissatisfied, and this dissatisfaction will rise to trample on the security rules, so I will give you a chance!" Luo Lei spoke so casually, without using a loudspeaker, but let the audience Everyone heard it clearly, and continued: "I'll give you a chance to express yourself. If any of you can beat me, then well, I'll leave here immediately, and ask the Secret Service to send another person in charge!"

As soon as these words came out, all the leaders changed their colors, and the younger generation were all eager to try.

The old guys are afraid that if Luo Lei loses and the Secret Service chooses to be the hands-off shopkeeper, then this martial arts conference may be deemed an illegal assembly by the government, and without the Secret Service as a deterrent, whether the conference can go smoothly depends on What about two.

The younger generation fantasizes about defeating someone sent by the Secret Service, which can achieve both fame and fortune more than defeating an opponent in the ring.

"However, I want to remind you that if I, Luo Lei, shoot, you will be injured if you die!" Luo Lei said word by word.

deterrence!

Hongguoguo's deterrent!

In this case, some shrewd guys retreated. As the saying goes, there are no weak soldiers under a strong general. The people sent by the Secret Service, no matter how young they are, cannot be so weak that everyone can pinch them. !

"I'm here to learn the tricks of the Secret Service officers!" The man who spoke the worst just now jumped out of the crowd and shouted, "It's my bad luck that I was killed, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"Report your name!" Luo Lei asked.

"Third generation disciple of Tongbi Sect, Wang Xingtong!" When the man announced his name, he didn't clasp his fists, his face was full of contempt for Luo Lei.

Luo Lei smiled coldly, hooked his fingers at the man, and said, "Then please!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped directly onto the arena. You must know that there is at least 20 meters away from where he took off!

Everyone was horrified. One jump was more than 20 meters, and it seemed very easy. What does this mean?

Wang Xingtong couldn't help frowning. He originally thought that at Luo Lei's age, even if he started practicing ancient martial arts in his mother's womb, he would not be able to achieve too much.

He took a deep breath and slowly walked onto the ring.

"Then let's start!" Luo Lei didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and made a gesture of starting.

Wang Xingtong also made a gesture and shouted: "Come on...boom..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked into the air, flying more than 30 meters away, spurting several mouthfuls of blood in the process of flying upside down.