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    The Master Bodyguard: Volume 2
    The Master Bodyguard: Volume 2
    The Master Bodyguard: Volume 2
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    The Master Bodyguard: Volume 2

    By LenghaiYinshi

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    Zhao Long was an ordinary high school graduate. When he signed up for the army, the Goddess of Luck had cared for him and joined this mysterious army. From then on, his life was going to be very different …
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFunstory
    Release dateOct 4, 2019
    ISBN9781646770724
    The Master Bodyguard: Volume 2

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      CHAPTER 101 - FLOWERS SEEKING WILLOW

      When You Meng frowned and stood in front of us, she became slightly embarrassed, and took the initiative to speak: Yes, it's By Staff Officer, By Staff Officer ….

      You Meng did not wait for her to finish, she interrupted her and said: Mary Shiya, you are really bold. What do you want to do? You came all the way to America to meet Zhao Longyou for the sake of love. Could it be that he really wanted to marry Zhao Long? I tell you, Zhao Long will not marry a foreigner as his wife. You don't have a chance.

      Mary Shiya explained: By Staff Officer, you, you misunderstood. I just came to see my old friend.

      You Meng continued to ask: Have a look at your old friend? Was it that simple? Could it be that your so-called old friend refers to Zhao Long alone?

      Mary Shiya stuttered, she did not know how to respond.

      I saw a few things and said to You Meng: You Meng, what are you doing?

      You Meng glared at me and said, What are you doing? Zhao Long, don't forget, you have a girlfriend, but you actually have a girlfriend and you're a foreigner."

      I was confused. Girlfriend? When did I get a girlfriend? "

      It was only then that You Meng realized something, and stuttered: Since you don't have one now, you must have one in the future. I have to watch over you for your girlfriend. Don't pick flowers all day long, or you'll attract bees and plants all day long!"

      I blushed with shame. What kind of logic was this?

      You Meng, this girl, would cause trouble sometimes!

      Looking at her flustered face, I was amused and annoyed. Luckily, she isn't my girlfriend yet. If she really is my girlfriend, then do I have a bit of personal freedom?

      Although Mary Shiya had a good impression of me, to me, I only treated her as a friend at work, a colleague from a foreign country. What is this girl trying to do? Could it be that breaking up my relationship with others is beneficial to her?

      Before I could say anything, You Meng began to interrogate me again, "Let me tell you, Zhao Long, can you take a closer look? Mary Shiya is someone who has a boyfriend now, why are you always so close to her? But the two of you came to America to have a secret meeting. Do you know that Katherf is also at his apartment?

      In a fit of anger, I complained to You Meng, You Meng, let me tell you, don't fabricate a story for me. What happened to me and Mary Shiya? What makes you think you can make up so many rumors? Is that good for you?

      You Meng sarcastically replied, A lie? You say I made it up? Who doesn't know about Mary Shiya and you? You ran into the park to kiss me in the middle of the night. Do you know that if I reacted to this matter with my superior, you, the Security Secretary, would be severely punished by the Bureau?

      I angrily retorted, Bullshit! After finishing his rage, he felt that he had gone too far. But I was really angry. This matter had always been a bomb buried in my heart, and every time it was mentioned, it was filled with grief and indignation. After all, it wasn't a glorious thing, even if it wasn't me. But no matter who took the initiative, that scene happened. It happened in an instant.

      Seeing that I was angry, You Meng calmed herself down and stroked her hair with her hand. With a helpless expression, she said, Zhao Long, don't tell me you still want to continue the conflict between you and Mary Shiya? Have you considered the consequences? Can't you wake up? If Katherf saw that you were together with Mary Shiya, and that he had blurted out that matter in his desperation, it would be too late even if you wanted to cry!

      I saw sadness on You Meng's face. It was a clear feeling of sorrow.

      So much so that in an instant, I felt a strong sense of regret.

      Maybe she was doing it for my own good; maybe she was afraid I'd be taken away, even though I wasn't her legitimate boyfriend yet.

      Perhaps …

      My mind was in a mess.

      The arguments and anger that came from nowhere were suppressed. However, they were burned deep within his heart and could not be extinguished.

      At this time, Mary Shiya took the initiative to defend herself, By Staff Officer, you misunderstand. Now I can fully explain to you what happened that day, and I really don't blame Zhao Long. That day, I was the one who took the initiative. I liked Zhao Long, but Zhao Long always kept me out of the door. He's not what you think he is. You have to understand him …"

      You Meng interrupted her: This lady will listen to your explanation? Go and tell it to Katherf! You Meng rolled his eyes at Mary Shiya and pouted at me.

      However, as the saying goes, Cao Cao Cao Cao Cao Cao Cao came. This saying could not be explained with science.

      Katherf approached from the distance. Accompanying him were the American Guard Officer Mike and Pablok.

      The three of them originally wanted to go out and drink a little wine, but they just happened to see this scene unfold.

      It was just another irreconcilable dispute.

      Furthermore, Pablok had long since admired Mary Shiya, so when he saw her face, he immediately became excited and took the initiative to shout: It's Mary Shiya, it's her. The legendary number one female guard. Oh, it's really her! Pleasure was palpable.

      Even Mike placed his palm on his forehead as he looked over carefully. He shrugged his shoulders and said: Oh, it's her. Why is she here?

      However, Katherf had a different emotion compared to them. When he saw this scene, he was infuriated and scolded: It's that Zhao Long again, he's threatening our Mary Shiya again. I want to teach him a lesson, it's so infuriating!

      When Katherf appeared, Mary Shiya's face changed, and he turned to leave. But Katherf actually continued to rush forward, blocking in front of her.

      Katherf pleaded: Mary Shiya, where have you been these past few days? Why didn't you tell me when you came to America? You know, I'm in a hurry and I've been thinking about you. " Katherf held onto his chest, expressing his thoughts for a long time.

      However, Mary Shiya still looked solemn, as if she was very unwilling to talk to him. Mary Shiya frowned: Katherf, we are not related at the moment, please do not block my way. After saying that, she slanted a few steps to the right.

      But Katherf blocked it once again.

      The two American guards looked confused. They kept pointing at the painting as if they were discussing something.

      Katherf continued to speak from the bottom of his heart: Mary Shiya, you must understand my painstaking efforts. I love you. Mary Shiya, can we have a good talk?

      Mary Shiya maintained a straight face, and suddenly sneered: There's nothing to talk about between us. You're not worth wasting my breath on.

      After he finished, Mary Shiya hugged his arms and pulled away angrily.

      Katherf didn't chase after me this time, but started to glare at me furiously. Zhao Long, can you explain what's going on? I don't know, I said.

      I don't like Katherf's arrogant and conceited attitude the most. Before this, I had always felt that I wanted to have a good talk with him about Mary Shiya to resolve all the unnecessary troubles and misunderstandings. But then, I gradually thought about it. Katherf is a person who doesn't know what's good for him, the more friendly you try to get along with him, the more he wants to be above you. This was his personality. At the same time, the head guard, who looked like a tall and strong man, had a very small heart and could not hold a single grain of sand in his eyes. In his mind, there were no friends, only opponents.

      Thus, I also strongly replied, I'm sorry, Katherf. I have the authority to remain silent.

      Katherf became angry upon hearing that: What? Say that again?

      While speaking, Katherf had already clenched his fists, as if he wanted to use force.

      It could be seen that he really liked Mary Shiya. For the matters with Mary Shiya, he could turn against anyone, and he did not hesitate to use force.

      Seeing that, You Meng stood in front of me and asked: Katherf, what are you trying to do? Do you want to fight?

      Katherf laughed coldly in disdain as he placed his fist on top of his chest and clenched it so hard that it creaked loudly. So what if you want to fight, Zhao Long doesn't know what's good for you, all day long you've been looking for flowers, Mary Shiya's matter has already given me a headache, I won't allow anyone to have any ill intentions towards Mary Shiya.

      Katherf spoke in Chinese. Unquestionably, his Chinese had increased to another level and he was even able to apply the idiom 'Flower Seeking Willow' skillfully.

      The two American security guards did not understand the grudge between Katherf and I, and only waved their hands to advise him. Pablok said: Katherf, what are you doing? The Secretary Zhao is also our good friend, we are all comrades on the same side, you can't treat him like this. Furthermore, even though I have made you like Mary Shiya, I have to remind you that Mary Shiya has her freedom and so do Secretary Zhao. It would be best if you don't interfere with them. This is a very, very boring kind of behavior.

      Katherf, however, shifted his anger onto Pablok and scolded: Shut your mouth. It's none of your business. You and Mike can go back, and I'll take care of the rest myself.

      Pablok felt a strong sense of justice. He wanted to argue with Katherf, but was stopped by him. Mike said: Don't bother with them, let's go back first.

      Pablok was suspicious: Oh, Mike, are we just going to watch them fight like that?

      Mike looked at Katherf, thoughtfully shook his head, and said to Pablok: This is not something we can handle. Then, he reached out and held Pablok's shoulder, as if he was about to leave.

      Pablok shook his head. Oh, no, no. I have to stop this dispute. I can't watch it go on.

      Mike said anxiously, Now, I, as the President's Guardian Officer, command you, follow me back immediately!

      Pablok seemed to be somewhat helpless, and finally, under Mike's nagging, he left the scene.

      To be exact, I seem to have understood something from Mike's actions.

      I can determine that there seems to be something hidden between Mike and Katherf.

      But right now, facing Katherf's arrogant appearance, I pulled myself together and took the initiative to ask: Katherf, what do you want?

      Katherf tilted his head and sneered: What do you think I will do? Don't worry, I won't fight with you. That would be boring. I just need to talk to you, and I have to talk to you.

      I heaved a sigh of relief. It wasn't because I was afraid that he would use force to threaten me, but because I didn't want to do something so retarded with a retarded person.

      CHAPTER 102 - ALTERNATIVE PERFORMANCE

      Katherf continuously spoke: Zhao Long, I must warn you, in the future, don't have any connections with Mary Shiya, or else I won't be able to let you off.

      You Meng took over my side at this moment. Katherf, Guard Captain, are you jealous? Who does our Zhao Long contact have anything to do with you? Moreover, when Mary Shiya came to the United States, the first person she looked for was Zhao Long and not you, what qualifications do you have to pester her anymore? She doesn't like you at all, so just give up. You Meng said while chewing on a bubble gum. She looked to be filled with a sense of justice.

      It seems that at the critical moment, You Meng is still close to me.

      Katherf didn't pay attention to You Meng and instead continued speaking to me, Zhao Long, I only want to hear one word from you right now. Stay far away from Mary Shiya. Otherwise..."

      I took the opportunity to take a cigarette, and looked exceptionally calm. Honestly speaking, although I do not wish for anything to happen between me and Mary Shiya, facing Katherf's unreasonable request and provocation, I would definitely not compromise in a simple manner. After interacting with Katherf many times, I have finally recognized the true identity of this Y Nation's Guard Captain. He is petty and selfish. How could a man like this be the President's chief of staff? Although I admit it, Katherf is indeed outstanding in terms of fighting techniques. However, in other areas, he was far worse.

      I said, Katherf, why do you want to make life difficult for me?

      Katherf swung his fist that was the size of a sandbag and said angrily: I will make it so that you won't be able to get back up during the competition. I will break your ribs and make you a cripple forever!

      I smiled. Are you sure you can beat me?

      Katherf sneered: Don't overestimate yourself. You can defeat Pablok, you can defeat him, but if you want to defeat me, that is simply a fantasy.

      I said, Then I want to see how you broke my ribs! I pointed at my chest and teased.

      Katherf scolded: Just you wait. We'll see.

      I replied, We'll wait. Let me tell you, Katherf, I had originally wanted to become good friends with you, but now I know, you are not worthy. I don't like people like you who are petty and fussy. "

      Katherf sneered: That's better. I don't want you to date me. I'm telling you, my temper has changed a lot now. Otherwise, I would have crippled you with a punch before the match even started!

      Finished speaking, Katherf glared at me, and chased after Mary Shiya.

      You Meng touched my arm, shook her head, and said: Let's go, my Mr. Zhao Long. You, ah, you always disobey my advice. I'm actually really worried about you and Katherf …

      I knew what she was going to say, so I interrupted her and said, Don't talk nonsense. I will make him understand everything.

      You Meng also did not speak anymore.

      Then we walked slowly into the apartment.

      Right after entering, Captain Sun pulled me to study the method to deal with American boxing guard Mike. Captain Sun was excited, but there were too many worries hidden behind them. He was an old security officer and knew of Mike's skills. Thus, he anxiously warned me, Zhao Long, when you fight against Mike, you must try your best not to get hit by him. Otherwise, the consequences will be dire. He was very powerful. He had once killed a contestant with one punch in the American Free Fight. At that time, it was a fist that landed on the opponent's temple. That competitor died on the spot." The Captain Sun said while gesturing with his hands, as if he was trying to use his body language to attract my attention.

      I just listened and didn't say anything.

      At noon, Mike came to find me again. When we were talking about the competition, he seemed to be very confident. But when he mentioned Katherf, he said somewhat regretfully: There is something that is truly unexpected. So I wanted to confirm something with you, hoping that Secretary Zhao could speak the truth.

      I said smilingly, Ask away, Mike.

      Mike asked: Is Mary Shiya really Katherf's girlfriend? After Mike finished speaking, he looked at me expectantly, as though he really wanted to know the answer.

      This made me unable to reply. The answer was that it didn't seem to be compatible with my own state of mind. So I said perfunctorily, Maybe, maybe.

      Mike shrugged his shoulders, his hands displayed a regretful look, and said: This, this is indeed unexpected. I feel that it's a pity that Mary Shiya is his girlfriend. She is so beautiful and so enchanting, many people would wish for nothing more than that, but she was taken advantage of by that brat Katherf.

      I was shocked in my heart: Could it be that Mike also had some delusions towards Mary Shiya?

      I just smiled and didn't comment.

      After Mike felt deeply about it, he said with interest: Secretary Zhao, after the exchange is over, I'll bring you to a place.

      Where? I asked.

      Mike mysteriously asked about this. A wrestler from America, I wonder if you've ever heard of it?

      This aroused my great interest. A wrestler? It's a very bloody and violent way of fighting. I have never seen a wrestling horn in the real sense. I have only heard of it before or seen it online. Although it was very exciting, it was very violent and bloody. It is said that wrestling has been popular in the United States for hundreds of years and originated in the entertainment of soldiers in the military. In the 1960s, the United States WWF was founded to play and promote wrestling entertainment. Nowadays, wrestling as a representative American popular culture, widely spread around the world. Packaging the violence, naked punches and kicks, plus the contestants' strange attire, strange and moving music, the meticulously planned activities all contributed to the atmosphere at the scene. Because the match process was well planned, winning or losing didn't represent a contestant's level. The script decided everything, causing the audience to be in hot pursuit and the media to pay close attention to it. This was a true victory for them.

      As for whether the blood inside was real or fake, there were different opinions on that.

      Some said it was true, some said it was false.

      Some people even said that it was a half-truth and a half-lie.

      Thus, while holding onto a type of desire to know, I continued to ask Mike: Mike, do you really want to wrestle, or do you want to fake it?

      Mike slightly smiled, his expression displaying a kind of special confidence. He shrugged his shoulders and said: About this, I am the clearest. This question goes back to the origin and nature of wrestling.

      I curiously asked, Tell me about it.

      Mike stroked his shiny bald head and said: The truth is that they are all normal people like us. Of course, they have all received professional wrestling training, so in terms of resistance to attacks, a qualified wrestler is at least ten times more resistant than normal people. Therefore, everyone who saw those wrestlers on the field wouldn't die. Apart from their outstanding physique, wrestlers all have their own ways of reducing damage. If they were thrown down from the sky, they would use their feet to hit the ground first to reduce the impact. When he used his fist to hit his face, he didn't clench his fist tightly. In fact, his fist was a little loose, but he still retained his strength. It can also be said that wrestling is an industry in which the performance nature is greater than the competitive nature. You can see it in the name of WWE (World wrestling company). As a result, strictly speaking, there are almost no contestants who were beaten to death on the wrestling platform, but there are quite a few serious injuries.

      I said, In other words, wrestling is more appropriate as a form of entertainment?

      Mike replied: "Of course. The wrestling could be said to be a real fight, or it could be a fake fight. To put it more plainly, wrestling was an industry in which the performance was greater than the competition, so his entertainment determined that wrestling was not a real fight. Therefore, for a wrestler to be able to do something unbelievable, it would require the cooperation of both sides. Furthermore, the wrestler's speed was extremely tight. If the competitor was injured frequently, it would be impossible for the wrestler to organize himself. But if simply saying that the wrestler is a fake is not correct, when the wrestler from the sky down to suppress the other, when the wrestler with POWER

      When the BOMB or other powerful attacks were used to end the opponent, could the impact be fake? Was the wrestler's pained expression all fake? Definitely not, definitely not! They were using their pain to give a huge shock to all the friends watching the wrestling! When RANDY

      ORTON MICK

      FOLEY was thrown on the nail, EDDIE was hit by a JBL bench to the head bleeding, their expressions were absolutely true! (TL: JBL = JBL = JBL = JBL = JBL: JBL = JBL: JBL: JBL: JBL: JBL: JBL = JBL: JBL: JBL) Therefore, there was a real side to the wrestling. Overall, a wrestling match was a match between two contestants. The results of every wrestling match were pre-arranged, and there were even rehearsals. That's why the wrestling we saw was so good. Finally, it is meaningless to discuss whether the wrestling is real or fake, as long as the wrestling gives us pleasure. At least that's what I think. "

      To be exact, I am grateful to Mike for explaining so much. Until then, I had always been biased against American wrestling, and, of course, more skeptical. Now, listening to Mike's explanation which was filled with gratitude towards his, I was truly moved by his words.

      It was like giving me some insight.

      At least, I'm no longer too worried about the blood and violence of an American wrestling match. Anyone who has watched a wrestling match knows that the scene is horrifying.

      Now that I have heard Mike's explanation, I have a more normal attitude towards this special competition program.

      After that, Mike told me some of his experiences and experiences as a bodyguard for George W. Bush, as well as some of the dangerous things that happened after he became a bodyguard.

      Indeed, it gave me a certain understanding of the political and bodyguard community in the United States.

      Mike told me that as the bodyguard of the President, I must enter the Secret Service. The Secret Service's recruitment criteria were strict. It only recruited American citizens between the ages of 21 and 35 with a degree and a bachelor's degree. It also stipulates that candidates must have studied psychology, criminology, and public security. And the Secret Service recruitment and hiring are very complex, interview, written examination, medical examination have to be carried out many times. The examinee needs strong written ability, computation ability, inference ability, observation ability and memory ability. Once all the inspections had passed, they would receive the Secret Service's seal and letter of appointment. But to get on duty, the new people will have to go through 20 weeks of training. The main contents of the training are physical fitness, survival skills and scene control. The Secret Service asked its' employees' to go to the mountains, the sea, the battlefield, the halls, the bombs, and the gas. The agents had to master the use of all sorts of new weapons, be adept at driving in all sorts of dangerous environments, and be able to jump around in their speeding cars like stuntmen.

      Of course, not all of the trained agents would become the President's bodyguards. In this process, some of them would be eliminated, while others would be assigned to do logistics.

      However, there was one thing that amused me. Mike said that before he became George W. Bush's bodyguard, he was sent to a prison for felons. He wanted to find a way to chat with the prisoners and find out what the prisoners were thinking. Of course, those who had participated in the terrorist attacks were the main topic of their conversation. This is very important for those who aspire to be the President's bodyguard. As a bodyguard of the President, although it was impossible for him to grasp everything about criminals so skillfully, it was still an important basis for analyzing their psychology, motives and so on.

      In short, the training of American bodyguards was quite rigorous, quite comprehensive, and quite arduous.

      CHAPTER 103 - US BIG BODYGUARD

      No wonder, too, that the United States is one of the countries with the highest number of assassinations among politicians and dignitaries. One of the leading security insiders had calculated that of the more than forty presidents of the United States, eleven had ever been assassinated. Lincoln, Kennedy, Reagan, and so on. Even old Bush and his son had received threatening letters from terrorists. The complex domestic environment requires that the American bodyguard must have great skill and quality. Counting them, there were also a few presidents who had managed to escape from the clutches of their bodyguards. To give two real examples: on March 30, 1981, President Reagan was just about to return to his car after a public speech, when he was fired at by his attacker. Parr quickly shielded the president from the more serious consequences. Perhaps this arrogant murderer wanted to use the assassination attempt to establish his name, but he could never have imagined that he would become Parr's hero. When the fourth shot rang out, McCarthy, another bodyguard, stood desperately in front of the president and fell to the ground after being hit in the chest. McCarthy, who had recovered, became President Reagan's guest and American hero. In addition, there was President Ford's bodyguard, White House Chief of Service Dick Weasley. Kaiser was the first to take the lead. Caesar looked a little like Ford, and every time Ford got off the plane on Air Force One, it was Caesar who came out of the cabin door first. Blind reporters often took Caesar for a Ford shot. Later on, someone asked Caesar, Aren't you afraid that the attackers will use you as if you were a Ford shot? Caesar answered expressionlessly, Ihope.

      I hope so).

      In addition, there was the fact that Truman's bodyguards were willing to act as' bait 'for Truman: Truman had been swimming in the sea and was enjoying his swim when a bodyguard watching from a distance suddenly noticed a predatory fish swimming toward the President. The bodyguard's heart tightened, but he did not dare to shout out loud, lest he alert the fish, causing an even worse result. Having done his job decisively, he quickly swam to the middle of the sea between the President and the fish, where he set up the Great Wall of Flesh and Blood. He urged Truman to leave quickly, while observing the fish until Truman was safely ashore. Later on, when the bodyguard who was going to 'bait' mentioned this to his colleagues, there was still some lingering fear in his heart. He was afraid of facing danger to his life, but duty forced him to temporarily put aside his own life and death. When the guards were in danger, it was his duty to sacrifice everything, including his life.

      Admittedly, the professional qualities and security skills of American bodyguards are one of the few in the world.

      In terms of the combined strength of the guards, they could even be compared to State Y.

      Mike also told me, We would often get some education, such as watching some educational films. I remember when I was training, instructors always liked to use the recording of the assassination attempt on President Kennedy as an educational material. You might not believe it, but when we watch this film, we're in a very heavy mood. We can even see President Kennedy's brain clearly, but we have to admit that this video is of great educational significance.

      I slightly nodded my head. I felt that the reputation of the American bodyguards was well-deserved. In terms of political education, military training, and professional skills training, they were indeed better than Huaxia in certain areas. No wonder China would send a portion of its special forces to the United States to participate in secret military training every year.

      I feel that I have benefited greatly from Mike's words.

      However, I jokingly asked again: Mike, telling me all of this is equivalent to divulging my national secret?

      Mike shrugged and laughed: Are you kidding? These are no secrets for the citizens of the United States. On the contrary, I feel that you, Hua Xia, are making a big fuss out of nothing. As for the bodyguards of political leaders, ordinary citizens feel that they are too far behind. But for us, transparency is a little bit higher. The deeper we go into the masses, the easier it is for us to carry out our work.

      I nodded. It's not that we're making too much of a fuss, but that you're going too deep into the masses.

      Mike only laughed it off.

      Then we talked about martial arts and kung fu.

      Naturally, Mike spoke of his experiences in learning boxing. He loved boxing when he was very young, and at the age of sixteen he was a famous boxing king in California. Later, he enlisted in the Secret Service. After a lot of wrestling and training, he had participated in several major national fighting competitions as a bodyguard and won the championship three times. In the United States, he was a legendary figure. If it wasn't for his special identity, his fame would probably be on par with Fist King Tyson. He and the former American boxing king Ali were good friends, in the sparring, the two sides have a thousand years of each other.

      Mike explained to me: Although boxing was first developed by the Europeans, which is also the United Kingdom, the Americans have already mastered it. In the first boxing Olympics, the Americans had almost all of the individual gold medals, and since then, American boxing seemed to have become the trump card navigation and leadership of boxing. To this day, boxing has become the world's most popular sport with the largest number of practitioners. I dare say, among all the martial arts and Fighting Techniques in the world, boxing is undoubtedly the most popular. This can be seen from the viewing frenzy that we brought to the United States Boxing Tournament.

      I replied, That's right. American Punch is indeed the trump card of the world's Fighting Techniques, but our Chinese kungfu is also a world-class Fighting Techniques that attracts the world's attention and will never decline. I took the opportunity to show off my country.

      To be honest, every conversation with a foreigner could not help but lead to the glory of his country, especially his own country. Be it the Chinese, or the Japanese, or the Americans, they all had patriotic hearts and felt that their countries were superior to any other countries. Thus, when a pair of people of different nationalities conversed with each other, it was easy to turn it into an international debate, showing each other the strengths of their country and even exposing the weaknesses of the other.

      Mike obviously had a tendency. When I mentioned the Chinese kungfu, he smiled and said: Secretary Zhao, I think that the Chinese kungfu was only a fleeting flash, it did not cause too much of a sensation in the world. Compared to American boxing, Chinese kungfu is actually just a form of self-respect.

      I laughed, On what basis do you think that the Chinese kungfu is inferior to American Boxing?

      Mike shrugged, I can tell by their influence. Like our professional boxer in America, Tyson, Ali, Henry? Armstrong, Joe? Louis, wait a minute. I believe that everyone in the world who loves fighting is aware of these people, but if you talk about Huaxia, there are very few of them. In my impression, your Chinese really likes fantasies, which means … It was a kind of whim. In your TV series, exaggerate the Chinese kungfu to be omnipotent. I know a writer named Jin Yong. I have read two novels written by him. I can't remember his name, but I can clearly remember some of the plots. Among them, Wu Dang and Shaolin boasted like gods and gods, summoning the wind and summoning the rain … It's too much of a myth for your Chinese martial arts.

      Although Mike's words were ear-piercing, I did not have much of an aversion to it. This is because the Americans all have this kind of way of doing things, and they are all too confident in themselves. In fact, Mike's honesty has already greatly exceeded my expectations. In my impression, Mike is an extremely conceited security officer, but when it comes down to it, he isn't as conceited and complacent as I thought. On the contrary, in my dealings with him, I felt the friendliness peculiar to Americans.

      And this kind of friendship, compared to Katherf's arrogance, was extremely precious.

      But I still went ahead and took Mike down: Mike, are you going to judge us Chinese martial arts and Chinese kungfu just like that?

      Mike shrugged and laughed, I am only seeking the truth. Isn't it? You people of China lack a fighting master with international rallying power.

      I said smilingly, Mike, you definitely know that I've told two people to come.

      Mike asked with interest: Who?

      I said, Li Xiaolong. Li Xiaolong, you should have heard of this before right?

      Mike was startled at first, but then laughed: Li Xiaolong, Blues? Li Jun. Haha, of course I know. He was a gifted martial arts master who created miracles in the world. His story spread throughout the United States and even around the world. Li Xiaolong had many famous fans in the United States. Arnold, for instance? Schwarzenegger was one of them. In an interview with Li Xiaolong magazine, Schwarzenegger said: 'Li Xiaolong is the idol of many people. For people like Li Xiaolong, the greatest thing about him was that he inspired millions of young people to follow in his footsteps. They want to be martial artists; they want to be movie stars. Li Xiaolong gave them a huge boost, helping countless youths around the world. He has had a wide and far-reaching influence all over the world, and I think he will win lasting admiration and respect. He's the best. ' There was also the famous Philippine martial arts coach Wang Yishan Dou, he had once used his life's worth of experience to try and create a new type of fist, but with the appearance of Li Xiaolong, he broke almost all of the reasoning and logic he had before, and in the end he even became Li Xiaolong's disciple. There were countless examples, many people praised Li Xiaolong for creating an era, and it shocked the entire world. His martial arts theories, martial arts attainments, and his outstanding contributions to the martial arts of the world are something that no one can surpass.

      Mike kept talking, which made me feel gratified.

      He really did not expect that Mike knew Mr. Li Xiaolong so well.

      It was also no wonder that the influence Li Xiaolong had back then was enough to shake the entire world.

      I said, It's rare for you to know so much about Li Xiaolong. Speaking of him, I think you will no longer doubt Hua Xia's fighting strength, right?

      Mike immediately acted as if he was opposed and waved his hands, saying, NO, NO, NO. On the contrary, Li Xiaolong doesn't seem to be from China, right?

      I said in surprise, Mike, are you joking? Li Xiaolong is the true Chinese, with yellow skin.

      Mike shook his head: You're wrong. Li Xiaolong is American.

      I blushed. It seemed that once a person became famous, everyone would want to fight for his or her nationality. Mike's actions made me puzzled. It was as if there was a period when the Korean claimed that Confucius was the Korean and Einstein invented the electric lamp by drinking from Korea … It's just as ridiculous. It was just as ridiculous.

      CHAPTER 104 - PRE-WAR DEBATE

      I said, Mike, I think you must be a bit confused, I think you should check the information. Li Xiaolong is indeed a proper Chinese. I have to ask, in this entire world, how could it be possible that no one knew that Li Xiaolong was Chinese? Was this Mike speaking on purpose, or did he have some other motive?

      Mike laughed: Secretary Zhao, I have to say, Li Xiaolong, Blues? It was true that Li Jun was once a Chinese, but he had later become a citizen of the United States. All of his accomplishments were obtained after he had become a citizen of the United States. Since he has joined the United States, he is a legitimate American citizen, so he is us Americans. Perhaps, if you really want to talk about his past, we can call him a Chinese American.

      I was suddenly enlightened.

      Honestly speaking, Mike's explanation was not unreasonable, and just as he said, Li Xiaolong had indeed joined the United States.

      However, according to's relatives, the reason Li Xiaolong had become a citizen of the United States was not because of him.

      I explained to Mike, Mr. Li Xiaolong is a citizen of the United States, but there is a reason for this. That was because he was born in the United States and grew up in Hong Kong. Under the conditions and laws of the time, he could only become a British citizen in Hong Kong or a U.S. citizen! At that time, Li Xiaolong was also forced to such an extent. The reason why Li Xiaolong chose the latter was because he wanted to develop in the United States and spread the Chinese kungfu and Chinese culture to the developed countries that loved competition, thus influencing the entire world. At that time, the United States might have never even heard of Chinese kungfu, it was Li Xiaolong who spread our national knowledge! He had written the words' Chinese kungfu 'into the dictionaries of every nation and nation in the entire world! However, Li Xiaolong did not think of himself as an American. Whenever someone asked him, he would always say that he was a Chinese. Including after he won the United States Free Fight Competition, he had screamed at the audience of fighters across the United States that he was the Chinese. At the same time, he took the task of spreading Chinese culture as his own, promoting our Chinese kungfu in the United States as the best proof! Back then, Li Xiaolong made three great wishes: one was to spread the word of the boxing technique, and spread the word of the Chinese kungfu throughout the world. The second is to make the Chinese film into the international market, so that the world's movie audience know the Chinese film. The third is to play the leading role in the European and American films and establish the international status of Chinese actors. To be exact, he had achieved his goal, he had achieved it. He created a legend in the entire world!

      I didn't even know how I suddenly possessed such a strong logic and ability to defend myself. In one breath, I linked Li Xiaolong's deeds to China and the Chinese kungfu.

      After Mike heard this, he shrugged and laughed, What you said was very interesting and true. I don't think we need to talk too much about it, do you?

      Very clearly, Mike seemed to have already felt that his words were pale, and he was unable to refute me.

      I smiled and chased after him. Mike, do you recognize the importance of the Chinese kungfu in this world now?

      Mike smiled lightly, and put on an extremely comical look: Admit is admitting. But, but I have to say, compared to American boxing, it seems to have a little bit of a difference, just a little bit. Mike used one hand to play with it, like a child who liked to argue with theories, it was extremely cute.

      No wonder someone once said: Americans are a very cute people.

      Sometimes, that's true.

      Take Mike for example, although he was confident, and even a little arrogant, when it came to actually interacting with others, he still had a sense of meaning, and a sense of propriety. Even more remarkable was his occasional outburst of childishness.

      It was very cute.

      I smiled as I explained to Mike: Mike, I have to tell you, when it comes to martial arts, we are talking about the Fighting Techniques. two-thirds of martial arts in the world originated from China.

      Mike laughed: I would really like to hear, which martial arts originated from China?

      I said, karate, taekwondo, Japanese judo, Thai fist, the four great Fighting Techniques in this world all originated from Hua Xia. The origin of karate was the Tang Dynasty of Huaxia. At that time, the Tang Dynasty and other countries of the world interacted closely. The early days of karate were called 'Tang Hand', which meant that it originated from the Tang Dynasty. According to the relevant experts, Shaolin was probably originated from China. Later, the Japanese integrated Tang Hands with various martial arts from the country to form karate. Taekwondo, a popular kickboxing technique from Korea and South Korea, is composed of three parts: kickboxing, kickboxing and kickboxing. Taekwondo is a unique martial arts that is innovated and developed. It has high practical value of self-defense and strong physique. It is said that in the early years of Qi Jiguang's resistance to the Ou Clan, Qi Jiguang was able to defeat the Japanese army several times in a special way. The Japanese army was surprised when Qi Jiguang said that Qi Jiguang had started to study this kind of Fighting Techniques, which evolved into the current kind of Judo. As for the Thai fist, according to historical records, it should have originated from the Southern School of Martial Arts in Huaxia and evolved from there.

      Mike was dumbstruck when he heard it, and said in shock: There is evidence in what you said, why have I not heard of it before?

      I pinched my nose and proudly said, If you've heard everything before, then you're no longer a saint?

      Mike smiled embarrassedly, he thoughtfully shrugged his shoulders and laughed: I admit, I admit. You Chinese martial arts have a long history and are very good. But your ability to make up stories seems even better! Mike took this opportunity to linger in silence.

      I said smilingly, This isn't a fake. This is the truth. "

      Mike said: Oh, I admit. It's the truth. You spoke very brilliantly and I have gained a lot of knowledge. But he changed the subject and continued, Although according to what you said just now, so many martial arts originated from China, I feel that your country, especially the feudal dynasty, has been closed down. Since the Tang Dynasty, you have rarely communicated with other countries, so even if your country's martial arts culture is profound, it has not been recognized by the world. To use an analogy, this is the diplomatic policy of your country, which is a little closed-door. As such, the Chinese kungfu was only completely accepted by the world until Li Xiaolong appeared.

      I nodded. That's right. I admit it's true. "

      Mike laughed: It's good that you admit it, you are very frank.

      I said, You too. I hope our afternoon match will not affect our friendship.

      Mike replied: Of course. Don't worry, I won't beat you until you can't get back up." Mike clenched his fists, and started waving his fists with a humorous look on his face.

      I replied, The results will come out in the afternoon. Winning or losing, we're all good friends, aren't we? "

      Mike came forward to shake my hand and said: This friend of yours is worth making friends with.

      I answered with a smile.

      … ….

      At two in the afternoon, the finals officially began.

      The contestants entered early. After half a day of rest, the atmosphere in the entire venue was quite warm. The audience was looking forward to it. The small symbolic flags of various countries began to be waved.

      The first match was between United States Guard Pablok and the security guard of Y Nation, Katherf. Before going up the stage, Mike arrogantly plotted a series of battles against Katherf, but it could be seen that Pablok did not hold much hope for this round. Pablok mentioned to me before, when both of them were fighting, he had a duel with Katherf, but he lost very miserably. As a result, the competition between him and Katherf this time, was practically the worst.

      The Black Chair spoke in standard English as he started the opening words of the afternoon round-robin tournament, After a day of rest, the four of us who had advanced to the top four are almost done with our rest. They are Mike from the United States, Pablok from the United States, Katherf from State Y, and Zhao Long from China. This afternoon and tomorrow morning, we're going to use a two-way loop to finalize the championship, the runner-up, and the season. I think the four of them are already itching for it. They are all combat experts from different countries, representing the highest level of fighting techniques in a country. Let us silently pray for their blessings... Now that the round-robin tournament has officially begun, the first people to go on stage are representative Pablok from the United States and representative Katherf from State Y. Maybe some of us know that Katherf was one of the most outstanding fighter in last year's tournament, and he is also an outstanding heavyweight boxer from the United States, known for his superb boxing skills. This is the battle of the world's top experts. It will definitely be very exciting, very exciting. Next, let us give warm applause and cheer for the representatives of both sides.

      The Miss Lifting Card held the 'first round' sign and twisted her slim waist on the stage. After circling the stage once, Katherf and Pablok both stepped over the cordage s on the stage and showed their strength in every possible way.

      Katherf twisted his neck, then stretched his four limbs; Pablok's Boxing Gloves s nudged him, and got into a fighting stance.

      Although I was quite a distance away from the stage, I could clearly see that Pablok seemed to be a little uncertain when he saw Katherf.

      The match officially began.

      Katherf seemed to be determined to win, actively attacking, using a repressive fighting style, overbearing and mighty in all directions. He began the game with a vicious Thai sweep of the leg, and his whole body was filled with an air of unstoppable grandeur.

      On the other hand, Pablok was actively defending and waiting for the opportunity to find Katherf's weakness. However, very easily, he had already fallen into a passive situation in the shortest amount of time.

      Katherf's techniques were comprehensive, his fists and legs were quick and heavy, he seemed to have mastered Chinese kungfu, and actually started to wrap himself around Pablok, and frequently used fall method to knock Pablok down.

      Pablok's attack that was waiting for an opportunity was greatly restrained. He tried to use his legs a few times, but Pablok saw through it earlier and prepared for it.

      To a certain extent, this match was basically a match without any suspense.

      The difference in strength between the two of them was extremely obvious. Katherf's strength was extraordinary, but in comparison, Pablok seemed rather insignificant.

      Within a few minutes, Pablok had consecutively performed Thai fist's knee, elbow stroke's leg, and an aerial kick that was fast as lightning, kicking Pablok down onto the ground three times in a row.

      As for Pablok, from start to finish, he actually did not have any opportunity to attack, even if he used all his energy to defend, it would be difficult for him to block Katherf's powerful attack.

      After three rounds, Katherf obtained a complete victory with absolute superiority.

      After Pablok and I finish our fight, what's left is the showdown between Mike and I.

      CHAPTER 105 - CONFRONTING US BODYGUARDS

      Black Chair, who had great eloquence, could not help but once again spout out an opening statement, In the round-robin tournament of the past few days, there have been two people who have been brilliant, unstoppable, and even insta-killing their opponents. One of them was the Chinese kungfu from China, on the body of the Chinese Security Zhao Long, it seemed to be fully displayed. Relying on his strong fighting skills, Zhao Long had been able to suppress the rest in the past few days and stand out, reaching the top 4 without any problems. On the way, the legendary security officer Mike from the United States also passed through without any problems and entered the top 4. One was a master of oriental kung fu, the other a superb American boxing master, and the confrontation between them would be the highlight of the match. Before the official start of the competition, please allow me to interview these two fighting king level characters.

      Black Chair brought the microphone closer to Mike, and asked with a humorous expression: Oh, great Mr. Mike, can you tell me, against an outstanding Chinese kungfu, do you not feel any pressure?

      Mike stretched his neck, shrugged his shoulders and said confidently: I don't feel any pressure, maybe a little. But I am confident that I can defeat Zhao Long. Though we were good friends.

      The Black Chair asked again, Then, can you give me more details? How many tickets do you think you have?

      Mike drew an arc in the air with his hand, and said: In my opinion, I basically don't have any chance to lose. I believe in my ability.

      Mike's seemingly arrogant words fully expressed the confidence American had. At the same time, it also caused the crowd to burst into cheers.

      Black Chair approached me again and asked, Oh, Mr. Zhao Long, do you think you have a chance to defeat Mike? Or rather, based on his performance a few days ago, what do you think are your chances?

      I stood straight and stared straight ahead as I said, I don't want to promise or predict anything. No one knows what will happen in the future. But I can be responsible and tell everyone, in terms of fighting techniques, China is the ancestor of all martial arts, no other country's martial arts history can compare to China's. In this world, many countries' martial arts and fighting techniques have evolved from China's martial arts, and the Chinese kungfu has become a synonym for the world's reputation, becoming more and more popular and more among martial arts fans around the world. It's not that I'm not humble enough to say such words here, it's just that this was indeed the case. The Chinese kungfu is vast and profound, with a history of several thousand years. Today, I'm going to use what little bit of fur I know to get some boxing lessons from my American friends.

      Black Chair laughed: Good, very good. I can sense that the match between you two will be one of the most exciting moments on the stage. I wish you all good luck.

      After that, Mike and I headed towards the center of the stage from two different directions.

      Along the way, there were cheers for her.

      When I passed by them, they couldn't help but become excited. One of the girls reached out her hand to touch my Boxing Gloves, and said in the standard Chinese language: Come on Big Brother Zhao, the American that we fought for cannot take care of himself!

      Judging from his accent, he was either Chinese or overseas Chinese. There was no doubt about it.

      I also saw the small red five-star flag in their hands, waving lightly to cheer me on.

      I smiled back and replied softly, Thank you.

      Then he moved on.

      On the side of the stage, You Meng had already led the cheering squad to get ready. When she saw me walking over, he smiled brightly.

      Mike and I stepped past the cordage s and onto the stage.

      The Miss Lifting Card raised her' First Round 'sign lightly, circled around the field, and then lightly walked down.

      This means that the battle between Mike and I has already begun.

      After Mike and I expressed our friendship, Mike said to me full of confidence, Zhao Long, I will defeat you, use my fist.

      I didn't want to be outdone: Mike, I have to mention someone to you right now. Maybe you won't be so confident after hearing it.

      Mike asked: Who?

      I blurted out, Old Master Huang.

      Hearing that name, Mike's face suddenly changed.

      I don't know what kind of nightmare the Old Master Huang had for Mike, but when I mentioned this name, Mike instantly lost the confidence he had a moment ago.

      Mike asked: You know Old Master Huang?

      I said, Old Master Huang is my master. I just learned from him a while ago.

      Mike's face became pale, and his hands in a boxing posture, were actually trembling slightly.

      Through Mike's performance, I realized that Pablok's words weren't a rumor. Mike was actually somewhat afraid of the Old Master Huang, and was even not just out of the ordinary. As for what actually happened between them, or what kind of fortuitous encounters they had, it was already impossible to tell, but just from Mike's expression, I instantly understood the greatness of the Old Master Huang. Perhaps, he was just like an eternal legend in the martial arts world. Although no one knew about him, he had silently shocked the entire world.

      Maybe when I mentioned the Old Master Huang to him, it could be considered an application of psychological tactics. Looking at Mike who had lost half of his confidence, I was filled with confidence.

      In the end, it was Mike who took the initiative to attack. He brandished his huge fist and flew towards my head.

      It was as fast as lightning and nearly invisible.

      I tilted my head, easily dodging the attack, and then used the combination of real and fake fist techniques to clash with Mike.

      At this point, it would be unrealistic to say that I wasn't nervous at all, even though I appeared quite natural and confident on the surface. However, facing a strong opponent, I am more or less nervous. After all, this competition was related to the honor of the country. It was related to the contest between the two races. At the same time, it has a profound impact on my ability to enter the final runner-up tournament.

      On the surface, the difference between Mike and I on the same stage seems to be very huge. I was 10 cm shorter than Mike, and my weight was also only two-thirds of my opponent's. Before this, Mike had already defeated his opponent multiple times. Mike is one of the most powerful fist kings in the United States, and also the most prided legendary bodyguard beside Xiao Ba. Fighting against him, is definitely an unprecedented challenge.

      Mike's physical fitness was good, his physique was tall and sturdy, his muscles strong and his body abnormally nimble. Facing such a powerful opponent, I knew that if I were to fight him head on, I would definitely be the one injured. Thus, I could only borrow strength, or try my best to attack his weak points to win with speed.

      Mike's ferocity was not just for show, his fist had strength and speed, and when it attacked, it brought along a gust of wind. Fortunately, my body was quite nimble, so I wasn't hit by his sandbag sized fist. With Mike's boxing strength, if he was struck, the consequences would be unimaginable.

      To be exact, during the start of the match, I only moved my body to block, and was almost unable to take the initiative to attack. However, I quickly saw through an important flaw of Mike's, when he attacked, his body's center of gravity was not particularly stable. When Mike's fist struck me, I dodged to the side, and at the same time, I grabbed onto my opponent's wrist with a lightning speed. I pulled hard towards the direction where Mike used his strength to attack, causing Mike to be almost knocked into the air.

      After a few consecutive rounds of borrowing the force from me, Mike's attacks were neutralized by me. Mike seemed to be thoroughly enraged, thus he caught hold of his limits when he attacked, controlling his center of gravity. His punches became more stable, his fists retreated even faster, both offense and defense both offense and defense.

      It almost never worked again.

      Originally, I had even wanted to consume some of his strength, but looking at it this way, Mike's strength wasn't inversely proportional to his enormous body, so he was still able to fight back vigorously, making it difficult for me to defend against him.

      I was caught off guard by the punch and was only able to dodge halfway before my fist landed on my face. Luckily I dodged to the side a little and my fist grazed past my cheek, I felt an intense pain on my cheek, but I couldn't think too much about it. My vigilance continued to rise as my eyes stared straight at Mike's fist, trying to prevent him from punching out as hard as possible.

      However, I never expected that Mike would suddenly attack. Although his kicks were not as good as those of Taekwondo and karate, it was still a serious injury when it landed on his body. His sidesaddle was fast and powerful, and he hit me in the stomach with lightning speed. Perhaps I had been too focused on his fist to notice the movement of his lower body. Because in my subconscious, American boxers rarely use their legs to attack or defend.

      Except, my judgement was indeed completely wrong.

      I held onto my abdomen that was kicked by him and retreated a few steps, only to see that Mike had already closed in on me crazily.

      Mike used all his strength, as though he wanted to end this battle quickly. Facing this strong opponent who was approaching step by step, I retreated while feeling shocked, until I reached the side of the cordage. In a situation where I had nowhere to retreat to, I leapt into the air, placed my hands on Mike's shoulders and lightly touched the water, performed a high difficulty somersault and flipped over Mike's head.

      At this moment, it shocked everyone.

      The audience was stunned by my handsome actions.

      However, no matter how handsome his movements were, it would not change the situation. Just as I steadied myself, Mike quickly turned around and continued his fierce attack. Not only did

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