Absolute Honor

A certain country in Southeast Asia, a certain island, at dusk.

The boat stopped slowly by the simple dock, the crew threw out the ropes, jumped onto the dock, and quickly tied the speedboat to the pillar.

A tall Southeast Asian woman jumped onto the dock first, and then, seven or eight heavily armed bodyguards disembarked from the ship, holding all M4A1 carbines in their hands, and spreading their guards around.

Fan Tianlong, wearing sunglasses, appeared in the canopy of the boat.

"Boss, the car is arranged, it's over there."

The mixed-race woman with a three-handed braid respectfully pointed to the side of the road not far away, where three military jeeps were parked.

"Yeah." Fan Tianlong nodded lightly, and walked straight to the side of the road surrounded by bodyguards.

When I got into the car, the wheels raised a puff of yellow dust, and quickly disappeared on the simple highway.

Twenty minutes later, a checkpoint appeared at the front of the road. More than a dozen soldiers looked like people scattered around the checkpoint. They raised their muzzles vigilantly, and on the wooden upstairs, the machine guns were also aimed at the convoy.

The convoy stopped, and an militant in the first vehicle said something to the soldiers guarding the checkpoint in Tagalog.

The leader guarding the checkpoint looked at Fan Tianlong in the car behind him, raised his hand and said a few words to Barabala, the railing of the checkpoint was raised, the iron horse was moved away, and the convoy passed by.

"White Tiger." Fan Tianlong glanced back at the soldiers on the checkpoint, and said to the mixed-race woman beside him: "These soldiers are well trained, and there is no problem with their positions. I saw that there were secret guards around them."

"Boss, this is not entirely my credit. Qin Anguo is the military instructor here. I am only responsible for personnel management."

The woman wearing sunglasses is actually a hybrid of American and Vietnamese, and she is the white tiger, one of the four confidants in the Black Sun organization led by Fan Tianlong.

"Didn't you always object to keeping him here?" Fan Tianlong turned his face slightly and looked at his confidant.

Bai Hu pursed his mouth: "I don't trust him, but I have to admit that he is a great character."

"It's not just as simple as that." The scar under Fan Tianlong's eyes jumped slightly, looked up into the distance, as if thinking of something, and finally said: "He is my instructor."

"But isn't it defeated by your boss?" Bai Hu said coldly.

Fan Tianlong did not take this conversation, but was silent.

The car drove on the road for more than ten minutes, and a huge village appeared in front of it. Many villagers saw the vehicles and armed men, but they seemed to be accustomed to them, and they didn't take a second look.

The convoy passed through the village and quickly drove into a dense forest. After that, it suddenly became clear, and a camp opened deep in the dense forest appeared in the field of vision.

The camp is full of tamed soldiers dressed in dark green. They are walking through the small roads of the camp under the leadership of their own officers. Everyone is carrying automatic rifles. Most of them are American-made M16s, and some are M4A1s.

The facilities in this camp seem to be very complete. There are obstacle courses, tactical fields, and physical training fields. Many people are undergoing military training, which is full of enthusiasm.

The convoy did not stop, but drove towards a corner of the camp, until the voices of people were gradually thrown behind them, and a row of houses appeared in front of them, which stopped in front of one of the big houses.

Someone came out of the house and saw Bai Hu hurried over to salute.

Bai Hu asked: "Where is the Qin instructor?"

The man pointed to a big round house in the east corner and said, "In the fighting field."

Bai Hu waved his hand, told him to retreat, and turned to Fan Tianlong and said, "Qin Anguo is in the fighting gym."

"Is he in there often?" Fan Tianlong said, "Every time I come, it seems that he is in the fighting field."

"Well, I have been there a lot recently, it seems something is on my mind." Bai Hu said: "Since you came last time, his mood seems a bit violent. Three more people who practiced with him were kicked to pieces."

"Hehe, my old captain is still so fierce?" Fan Tianlong smiled and took off his sunglasses, and strode towards the fighting gym.

Most of the houses here are actually wooden structures. After all, in the primitive forest, wood is the easiest building material, and the roof is also made of wooden frames with palm leaves or pine leaves. It seems simple, but in fact it can be regarded as an architectural feature here, and its waterproofness is not bad at all.

Before entering the door, I heard the sound of kicking on the mat.

Walking into the stadium, there were several ring-like things inside, one of which was surrounded by more than a dozen people, all watching the people on the stage doing whip training.

Qin Anguo wore a traditional local dress "Kang Gang" on his upper body, sleeveless and collarless, and a pair of shorts on his lower body. He frowned and looked at the stage for a while, then suddenly lifted the rope and jumped onto the stage.

"Do you use your legs like this? Didn't you eat breakfast in the morning?" He said, pulling away the strong soldier who was practicing the whip leg on the stage. "

As he said, he suddenly swept a high whip leg towards the sparring partner holding the mat.

Snapped--

The tall sparring partner directly felt that his arms were numb, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Do you see clearly?"

Qin Anguo said as he whips his legs again without warning.

Snapped--

It was another heavy whip kick on the mat, and the whole person was not good for the sparring, and he took a few steps in the opposite direction to stabilize his figure.

"Whip leg pays attention to speed and strength, without speed, there is no suddenness, without strength, there is no lethality, understand?"

After that, it was another whip leg.

Snapped--

The sparring hand was already sour and numb. This time, he couldn't stop it again, and his hand holding the mat hit his head. The person shoveled to the pillar of the ring and swayed as if he was drunk. Stars all over the sky, and finally sat on the ground.

"Damn! Everyone is like a sissy, but I am ashamed to say that I want to be a jihadist?! You are worthy too?!"

As Qin Anguo said, he drank to the ground, and then said to the guy with the weak whip leg, "You, give me 20 catties of sandbags immediately, go to the hillside behind, frog jump up, frog jump down, ten times ! Otherwise don't sleep tonight!"

"And you" he pointed to the training partner who slowly climbed up from the corner of the ring with the support of the pillar: "Give me a barbell, push me 100 sets of 200 pounds, or don't sleep tonight!"

"Captain, you can't train them with our requirements, right?" Fan Tianlong played with sunglasses in his hand and walked to the ring with a smile.

When the people around saw that it was Fan Tianlong, they straightened up like a regular soldier~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stood up properly.

Fan Tianlong waved his hand and said to Bai Hu, "You let them all go out, and I will chat with my old captain alone."

Bai Hu looked at Qin Anguo in the stands, then looked at Fan Tianlong, and waved to his men.

Everyone retired.

Fan Tianlong said to Bai Hu: "Come on, bring me instructor Qin two pairs of gloves. We haven't practiced in a long time."

"Just you?" Qin Anguo on the stage looked at Fan Tianlong: "You are not my opponent. Besides, I am not interested in fighting with you. Save you, Tianlong."

After all, the rope next to the ring is about to come down.

"Old Captain, I do nothing but go to the Palace of the Three Treasures. Are you really driving me away?" Fan Tianlong looked at Qin Anguo jokingly: "I brought the news you really want to know."

He looked at his watch: "It's only three o'clock in the afternoon here, but on the other side of the earth, to the north, it's night, and a major event is happening, related to your precious son Qin Fei."