Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"...Hey, buddy, you have three less money. Everyone is Chinese. Is that okay?"

"...Hey, I've been no longer a Chinese since 3:00 pm on the 14th of last month..."

‘Bang bang bang…’

"...Have you heard the gunshots outside? Now the situation is just this price..."

"…Ha…Forget it… Have you ever seen this person…”

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“…Some people say that they have appeared in this country…”

“……………I…I really haven’t seen it before…”

‘…Bang…Bang…Bang…Bang…Dada…Dadada…’

"…oh, shit... Escape quickly, the Red Turban Army has entered, run quickly, go to the Chinese Embassy, ​​they will take us in, we are Chinese..."

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"...Report to the head, the rebellion in this place has completely erupted, and the lives and safety of the expatriates are under serious threat, but without the permission of the United Nations, our combatants cannot go deeper!

According to Ambassador Fan of the Embassy, ​​Dr. Chen, an infectious disease expert in my country, and a Chinese-funded factory are still in danger. Ambassador Fan once communicated with the president of Yemen and asked them to send troops to protect him, but was rejected.

So far, our side has only sent a former special forces member who has served with the Wolf Warrior Squadron of the Southeast Military Region. I hope that other forces of our side can cooperate with the mission and successfully complete the evacuation of overseas Chinese..."

“…Former Special Forces…Yemen…”

When Li Chunlan heard this familiar name, her gentle eyebrows couldn't help but frown slightly.

"...Major General, do you know the name of that special forces member?"

Hearing Li Chunlan's words, he saw the highest leader nodding his head and agreeing. The major general nodded and replied in a deep voice:

"...Report to the chief, his name is Leng Feng!"

“…Leng Feng, Southeast Military Region Wolf Warrior Squadron…”

Li Chunlan murmured softly, but in just a moment, she raised her head without hesitation and replied seriously:

"...I'm sorry, Comrade General, in view of the confidentiality regulations, I can only tell you that the comrades on our secret front have a level of weight, and the priority of the goal is higher than everything!

I cannot put him in danger for the evacuation of the overseas Chinese, but I will contact the comrade immediately and decide independently whether to participate in the rescue operation based on the comrade's own judgment. Please understand!"

“…huh…understand…”

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In Yemen, a Chinese-funded factory in a well-conditioned office, a young man in camouflage, with exaggerated ABYSS headsets, and his feet were raised on his desk. He was shaking his head and listening to the music while browsing the mission briefing that had been wandering around the earth for dozens of times.

"...Rescue Dr. Chen... Yifan, haven't you told your family that Dr. Chen is already on the way back?"

A short-haired beauty with moist lips and plump figure, holding a plate of cold grapes, picked up one, and sat around the young man casually.

"...Don't call Yifan, this is unlucky..."

"...unlucky? Haha, what's that called?"

"Just call it Wang Xuebin, this name sounds pleasant..."

Wang Xuebin said, took away Long Xiaoyun's grapes in one bite, stood up and said in a hurry:

"...I guess the house is having a meeting. I didn't pay attention. It's okay, I'll know in a while..."

He looked at Wang Xuebin with a angrily, rolled his eyes, and continued:

"...I want to do it myself. I'm talking about the serious business here. Dr. Chen rescued him. What should I do if the inner soldier is there?"

"...Leng Feng? There is no need for us to take action, he will come to him..."

Just at this moment, a man with a gentle and shy smile on his face pushed the door open and saw Wang Xuebin and the others, he paused slightly, and then started to laugh and joke.

"...Why, the couple is getting tired of each other again? Don't get tired of it, there is another car outside. Do you see if you know this..."

"...Look, what I said, isn't this coming?"

Wang Xuebin said, tidied up his clothes, patted Long Xiaoyun and Shi Jin on the shoulders, pushed the door and walked out.

“…Hey, brother!”

"...Hey, Barney, the ammunition you want will come soon. Wait for a moment, I'll pick up a friend..."

"...It's okay, man, you're busy with yours, we'll just have wine and drink..."

A man with a somewhat old face picked up the brandy in his hand and signaled forward slightly. Wang Xuebin also smiled, nodded, and walked out.

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At the entrance of the Huazi factory, Leng Feng stopped the car cautiously, looked at the dense tripping thunder and ferocious refusal in front of him, and pushed open the car door and walked down.

“…Nessa, I’m here to pick you up…”

Leng Feng raised his hands high, signaling his harmlessness, walked over the lead that pulled the tripping mine, and slowly walked towards the factory step by step.

In the car, a woman with a somewhat embarrassed makeup was holding a thin black girl in her arms, her body trembling slightly, and she was nervously watching the figure moving forward slowly.

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“…Bang!”

A gunshot hit the ground in front of Leng Feng. Then, a group of black people wearing domestic labor protection clothing held the foreign trade version of the Bayi Bar and surrounded Leng Feng in the center.

No one noticed that at the moment the gunshots, the factory, which was already a little tranquil, suddenly became silent.

Looking at the strange gun-holding postures of black people around him, Leng Feng couldn't help but relax a little, looked around, and shouted loudly in Chinese.

"Is anyone? I'm here to save you! Ambassador Fan asked me to come..."

‘Tread…’

The battlefield boots hit the cement-textured ground and made a crisp and pleasant sound. With the sound, Wang Xuebin, who had a playful expression, walked out swaggeringly.

"You? Save us?"

He came to Leng Feng, stood loosely, pulled out a pistol from his waist that had not been loaded and pressed it against his forehead.

"...We have eighteen bars and thirty 79 grenades here, which is enough to arm one to strengthen the platoon!

Now, a handful of m1911 is pressed on your head, how can you save us?"

Seeing that all the guns were not insured, Leng Feng relaxed his heart and raised his hand to grab Wang Xuebin's hand, and broke it with both hands...

Just bye...

One... didn't make it...

He slowly raised his head, looked at Wang Xuebin who was taller than him, and looked down at him with fun, showing an embarrassing but polite smile.

Wang Xuebin didn't care about this at all, and still looked at the young man jokingly, raised his eyebrows and asked repeatedly:

"...How do you save us..."

Behind him, Shi Jin and Long Xiaoyun also showed funny expressions.

In the factory, a group of strong men with skeleton-style rings in their hands loosened their weapons, turned around and sat back on the sofa, continued to pick up their wine glasses, and sipped them in a gulp, as if nothing had happened.

“…Hey, Barney, you’re over-tight…”

"There is no way, yin and yang, you have to understand. This is your compatriot, not Barney's. Come on and drink, I have a premonition that we will start a big business again soon..."

There was a red wine room on the second floor, two gentlemen wearing gold-rimmed glasses, wearing British-style suits and Oxford leather shoes, raised their eyebrows and looked at the group of mercenaries downstairs, not caring.

"Merlin, do you think this person is reliable..."

"…Eggsey, as Kingsman, you must understand that the most reliable one is always the only one who is always the most reliable..."

On the lanai upstairs of the two, a man with a big nose was exaggeratingly explaining his parenting experience to a couple, and secretly retracting a pen bomb back into his sleeve.

What the man with big nose didn't notice was that the couple on the other side also had the same movement, secretly hiding their unique pistol.

"…Hey, Wesley, Fox, I promise you as the father of two children that the milk powder I mentioned is definitely the best taste, you must give it a try..."

In the bedroom on the top floor, a man who accidentally found this place in order to find a toilet and looked at the seductive red button in front of him and pressed it curiously.

'……boom……'

In the shocked eyes of a group of people, a missile rose into the air and sped towards the distant horizon.

“…Uh…Xuebin, this…This is…”

"...Tactical hydrogen bombs, don't worry, there is no pollution..."

“…huh…it’s fine…ah?

hydrogen bomb?!?!"

“…Mr Bean!!!”