Fang Zheng and the other two leaned on the guardrail of the expressway, waiting quietly for support.

In less than five minutes, a helicopter stopped above them, quickly threw down the rope ladder, picked up the three of them, and then quickly flew towards Jinghua.

Sitting in the plane, the three of them looked ugly and they remained silent all the way.

Soon the plane landed on a huge playground.

And it was Wang Qiang who came to greet Fang Zheng.

"I have heard about what happened when you came, but fortunately you are fine." Wang Qiang gently patted Fang Zheng's shoulder.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, Fang Zheng directly knocked Wang Qiang off his arm.

"What does it mean to be lucky that I'm fine? Do you know how many people died? Except for him, they all died, and they all died. That's 9 lives. Why do they die? Why?"

Fang Zheng became more and more excited as he spoke. Later, he even hoarsely. The long-suppressed emotions could only be vented through this emotion.

The member of the Divine Sword who accompanied him to survive looked at Fang Zheng with a complicated expression. He didn't expect Fang Zheng to say that.

Similarly, everyone present looked at Fang Zheng in surprise, but at the same time was in awe of his words, and Fang Zheng's words resonated with them.

These people participate in battles of all sizes all year round to protect important people or important items. When an accident occurs, basically everyone thinks of whether there is any mistake in the person they are protecting and that they will only think of them later.

The members of the Divine Sword who came to greet Fang Zheng and others were not in good relationship with the members who had just died. Originally, they had no good feelings for Fang Zheng.

Of course, these are just in my heart, because they are soldiers, so they will not show it.

Fang Zheng's words completely changed their opinions. The words could be fake, but that expression and look would not be fake. He really spoke for those sacrificed team members, although it was futile.

But sometimes they need a word, just one sentence, and they think everything they do is worth it.

Wang Qiang looked at Fang Zheng with some excitement, and then his body straightened up.

"Standing attentively! Salute!"

Swish!

Everyone on the playground stood up and saluted a standard military salute at Wang Qiang's order.

Fang Zheng slowly came out of his irritability and learned from their revenge of a military salute, and Xiaoyu did the same.

"Good example, I did not read you wrong. Don't worry, we will be buried in a special cemetery. Of course, we will ask their family for their opinions. At the same time, we will also treat their family with preferential treatment and will not let anyone down." Wang Qiang said solemnly.

"That's good." Fang Zheng replied.

Following Wang Qiang, the two of them came to a room, and there were two people sitting inside.

An old man with white hair was wearing a white robe, which seemed to have the meaning of a fairy-like spirit.

The other person is a middle-aged man, and his eyebrows are naturally revealed, which makes people feel awe.

He is the leader of the Divine Sword Group, Wang Qiang's father Wang Zhonghua.

"Hello you guys." Fang Zheng nodded to the two of them and signaled.

Wang Zhonghua nodded, then raised an eyebrow at Wang Qiang.

When Wang Qiang saw it, he immediately understood what it meant. He said hello and took Xiaoyu out of the room.

"Sit down, since you have come to me, you can rest assured that something will not happen." Wang Zhonghua's words were thick and powerful, with a tone that could not be violated.

Fang Zheng shook his head and didn't sit down, "Do you dare to be 100% sure?"

Hearing his answer, Wang Zhonghua was a little stuck. He had never thought about such an answer. After being surprised, he smiled slightly, "I dare not."

At this time, the white-haired old man spoke, "Young man, you can accept gene enhancement drugs, and you are also in a good mind. You are a good seedling."

Hearing his words, Fang Zheng was a little confused and looked at the old man in confusion.

Wang Zhonghua's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was even more shocked. Hearing what Mr. Bai said, was he going to accept Fang Zheng as his disciple?

You know, Wang Zhonghua mentioned to Mr. Bai many times, asking him to teach his son personally, but he was rejected every time and did not give him any face. This disappointed Wang Zhonghua, but he was helpless because Mr. Bai's temper and they all knew that no one could control his thoughts.

"If you have any questions in the future, you can ask me, especially those in combat skills. Although I am old, my combat experience and skills can be said to be very rich. As long as you want to learn, I will teach you all my money. As for those who have just sacrificed for you, please beg for the change. The only thing you can do is to make yourself stronger and continue to contribute your strength to the country, so that they can die as much as possible."

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up suddenly. These are what he lacks now. He had this idea before he came. He didn't expect that if he was sleepy, he would give him a pillow.

"Then I'll trouble you in the future. When will you have time for me? I just want to learn some fighting skills. I don't want others to die to protect me."

Facing the white-haired old man, Fang Zheng originally wanted to call him grandpa, but in the end he changed his words to be senior, feeling that this would be more suitable for him.

"From 8 o'clock in the morning to 8 o'clock in the evening, don't call me seniors. Just call me Mr. Bai directly. I'm used to hearing this name." Mr. Bai smiled.

Wang Zhonghua was already shocked at this time and could not speak. Just now, Old Bai actually said he would give me all his gifts and now he took out all the day. He knew that Old Bai's identity was another level of identity, which was the bodyguard of the head of state. However, he usually brought Old Bai with him when he went abroad. When he was in China, Old Bai was still very free.

"Thank you, Mr. Bai, I will trouble you from now on." Fang Zheng saw Wang Zhonghua's expression, and he basically guessed that this white-haired old man would definitely not be an ordinary person, otherwise he would not be able to stand with him.

"That's it. I go to the training room No. 1 every day to find you. If you go there one day, I don't see me. It means I have something to do. I don't need to inquire. I will continue to come again the next day. You talk, I'll leave."

"Old Bai is walking slowly." Fang Zheng and Wang Zhonghua said in unison.

After Mr. Bai left, Wang Zhonghua observed Fang Zheng with interest, trying to see where he was different and could treat Mr. Bai so special.

"You are Wang Qiang's father, okay uncle." When Fang Zheng saw him for the first time, he guessed seven or eight points from his appearance. He was basically sure if he could order Wang Qiang to move later.

"Oh? It seems that I look a bit similar to my son. There is no other meaning when I come to see you. Just like what I said just now, you can stay here with peace of mind, and so is your friend. But for the next period of time, you may not meet. He will participate in the selection. You know this." Wang Zhonghua put away the airs of the leader of the Divine Sword, but his momentum was still there.

"I know." Fang Zheng said.

"Well, that's fine. If Feng Zheng and the others are there in the orphanage, you can rest assured. Then congratulations on getting taught by Mr. Bai himself. He is the only remaining martial arts master in our country. It is rare to learn hard."
Chapter completed!