Under Li Zaicheng's astonished gaze, the big sister actually put the katana on her back to the side and stood at the same starting line as them.
Seeing that Big Sister was participating, the girls, who were still a little embarrassed, put down their extra things and followed behind Big Sister, ready to start.
Who's going to be the first? A girl's face was a little pale at this time. It seemed that this section of the road was a bit of a deterrent.
At this time, I think a man needs to come out and set an example. Pu Minyin looked at Li Zaicheng, who was still hesitating with a conflicted look, with a faint smile, and said in a teasing tone.
The pitiful Li Zaicheng had never received such encouragement and goading before. In an instant, his blood surged and he braced himself to roll down. The group of people behind him almost couldn't bear to look straight at him. A certain someone's extremely suppressed cries of pain resounded continuously, causing the people behind him to involuntarily feel their scalps tingle.
In fact, even Li Zaicheng himself did not know how many times his body and hands that were protecting his head had been hit. Sharp stones and broken glass came into contact with his body as if they were free. It was only a distance of less than ten meters, but he did not choose to retreat from the battlefield even after taking a steel pipe to the back of his head in a street fight.
Instead, it was the little tough guy who knocked down a dozen opponents before falling to the ground. He felt an urge to stand up and run. However, he soon discovered in despair that the scariest thing about this stretch of Paradise Road, which was also the reason why it was called Paradise, was that the slope was too steep.
Because of the pain and the high-speed passive movement, there was no way to choose other movements to pass, even if one was standing at the beginning.
In order to maintain the body's balance on the slope, one had to lower his body as much as possible. Therefore, the final result was actually the same.
Training was still in full swing here. The higher-ups in Huaxia had already held an emergency meeting because of the biochemical disaster. If Jiang City was still here, he would definitely be shocked.
Because the top experts and scholars in the field of biology and chemistry in China had gathered here. All of them were basically members of the Chinese Academy of Sciences who enjoyed the special allowance of the State Council. These people were among the best no matter where they were.
They could make a country crazy for them.
But now, all of them were sitting in the office, so cautious that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They were all in fear and trepidation. Of course, this was not because of anything else, but because the people sitting in front of them were from the Chinese military!
The most valiant existence in the country's violent organization! No matter how much power, status, or wealth one had, as long as one was still bound by the country, one would definitely not dare to act rashly in front of the military.
This time, we gathered all of our colleagues together to discuss how to deal with this kind of biochemical disaster.
The one who spoke was a white-haired old man in an army green tunic suit. He was completely wrapped in the contradictory aura of a professional soldier and the calm and wise researcher.
His voice was very calm, but it was also filled with the dignity of a person in a high position.
The word "colleague" greatly shortened the distance between him and these scientists. This undoubtedly showed that he was still a member of the scientific research staff, and nothing else would change.
We carefully studied the samples of biochemical weapons sent back by foreign intelligence personnel and extracted some samples of biochemical viruses from them. Finally, we came to the conclusion that the way to deal with this biochemical disaster is to eradicate the active cells and infection ability of this virus.
This requires drugs with special ingredients, but our country still lacks such drugs at present. That is to say … He paused slightly and didn't continue.
That is to say, fortunately, the biochemical disaster didn't happen in our country? The old man said with a faint smile, "Then why am I asking you this question?
As far as I know, our neighboring country N has this kind of drug, but you also know that the relationship between our two countries is not good enough to exchange this kind of drug. Moreover, there is no biochemical disaster in our country, so it would be unreasonable to ask for this thing. " The scientist said hesitantly.
"You don't have to worry about these things for the time being. Just do your job." The figure who always had a faint smile on his face suddenly appeared in the old man's mind. He smiled slightly, as if he already had an idea in his mind.
At this time, Jiang Cheng was busy writing the training syllabus because the actual situation of the training required the syllabus to make practical adjustments. He suddenly sneezed and wondered, "That's not right. Is someone scolding me again?"
The door was suddenly pushed open fiercely. Defeating Armies's tall figure rushed in with a gust of wind. His face showed a look of ecstasy, and then he said breathlessly, "It's really amazing. None of these people quit or didn't persist. It seems that it's really like what you said, boss."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng raised his head and showed a faint smile on his face. He said with satisfaction, "That's natural. These people are very proud. No one wants to be looked down upon by their companions, and I didn't restrict them from helping each other. It's actually not surprising that they persisted all the way."
After a pause, he lowered his head and added a few strokes on the training syllabus. Then he said with a smile, "I would be surprised if they really gave up their companions."
"Then the next step is the normal procedure, right?" Defeating Armies nodded slightly and asked.
"Well, I still have something to deal with in S Country. Then I'll leave these people to you. Remember not to make them useless. The main thing is to cultivate teamwork and other things. Don't be too demanding. We don't need special forces anymore."
Jiang Cheng lowered his head and thought for a while. Then he handed the syllabus in his hand to him and continued, "Give this to Zhuge and let him do as he sees fit."
"You're going to S Country alone again this time?" Defeating Armies took the training syllabus from the folder and said with some concern.
"Of course, this time it's to deal with the debt of love. Why do we need so many people?" Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly and scratched his head helplessly. Then he let out a long sigh and stood up to walk out.
Seeing Jiang Cheng leave quickly, Defeating Armies nodded thoughtfully and then lowered his head to read the training syllabus in his hand.
Two hours later, S Country. This was the most modern country in Asia apart from the island countries. The capital, S Country, was one of the top three metropolises in Asia. The city's construction was so developed that anyone could get lost in the endless prosperity here.
What was different here from those established big cities was that the neatly arranged trees and excellent greenery on the streets, as well as the young faces everywhere, added a rare refreshing atmosphere to the city.
However, this beautiful atmosphere was quickly broken. A bright red Aston Martin rushed through the street at an astonishing speed and finally crashed into a tree on the side of the road under the stunned gaze of the passersby.
Fortunately, there were still no pedestrians at this time. But even so, the luxury car was still in a miserable state. Then a girl in a blue sweatshirt got out of the car in a sorry state. She fiercely stomped her feet and said, "What a broken car!"
This sentence made the passersby twitch. If this limited edition Aston Martin was a broken car, then wouldn't the car owners on the street be driving tractors? Sure enough, rich kids were different.
The girl looked down at the watch on her wrist and then said angrily, "Don't let me catch you!"
The "you" she was talking about was, of course, our protagonist, Jiang Cheng. But what was strange was that the girl's eyes were flashing with a crazy murderous intent. It didn't look like a lover's flirting at all. Instead, it looked like she really wanted to kill him.
She took out her mobile phone from her bag and then dialed a number. When the other side picked up, she angrily scolded, "Pu Minyin, I'm warning you, don't provoke that person. Give him whatever he needs. Why do you have to get yourself involved?"
The voice on the other end of the phone had a hint of a smile, "I say, second sister, why are you so nervous? Don't tell me you also have a crush on him and are afraid that your little sister will steal your man?"
"F * ck you, you little b * tch. You're blind to like this kind of trash." The girl's pretty face was slightly red, and then she continued, "He's from China, so it's impossible for him to have too much interaction with us. And you also know our mission. It's already very good that this kind of person doesn't take the initiative to provoke us."
The girl was Pu Minyin's sister, Pu Minjin. But her hand holding the phone was slightly trembling, and her face showed an incomparably tangled expression. If Pu Minyin and her sister Pu Minyan could see this, they would be extremely surprised. Because she was the best assassin in the organization. If she showed this kind of expression, it was obvious that she was moved.
"That's my business, don't worry about it." Pu Minyin's voice was a bit stubborn, "It's not time for me to accept the mission yet. If you want to kill him, then go ahead and try." After saying that, there was a beep from the phone.
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