"What?"
"What?"
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Everyone present was shocked when they heard Secretary-General Yang say that Duanwu was the direct disciple of Ksitigarbha.
The same goes for the chairman of the committee.
But at this time, it makes sense. Why is it that Dragon Boat Festival is only from a small security group, but he knows so much and can be called a versatile man in both civil and military affairs.
Of course, this is also one of the purposes of the Dragon Boat Festival. Duanwu was from a security group. Although he had explained it many times, anyone would find it far-fetched.
But if the fact that he was Ksitigarbha's disciple was exposed, he thought that no one present would doubt him anymore.
Because who is Jizo?
He is not only the number one killer in the world, but he has also served in two governments and held important positions.
Is it even necessary to talk about a disciple trained by such a person? Even if he is not the best among men, he will still be an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs.
Therefore, with just one word from Dragon Boat Festival, no one present dared to question his identity.
At this time, the Chairman was even more delighted. He pulled Duanwu and said, "Where is your master?"
Duanwu smiled and said: "Master is old and doesn't want to live a life of fighting and killing again. And this time, if Qianye Qianshou hadn't hurt me, my master wouldn't have left the mountain."
"That's it, that's it!"
Everyone agreed, because it was obvious that no one would doubt what Dragon Boat Festival said.
The chairman of the committee was naturally convinced and nodded: "In that case, I won't force it. But if you have the chance, you must invite your master to your home as a guest. Tell him that I want to treat him to dinner."
The saying of the Dragon Boat Festival society: "It will definitely happen."
However, at this moment, the Chairman remembered Zheng Yaoxian's report just now and asked Duanwu: "Have you seen the body of Qianye Qianju?"
Duanwu said: "I just had a look with Lao Yang."
The chairman nodded and said: "I heard that there is a bloody hole in Qianba Qianju's neck. I wonder what it was made of? What kind of weapon does your master usually use?"
Duanwu thought about it for a moment. The blood hole was very round and rough around it, as if it had been poked with something like a wooden stick.
But his master did not carry a weapon similar to a wooden stick, so there was only one possibility.
What's more, his master read a poem when he killed Qianba Qianju: But if you are willing to look for it, there will be traces, and the connection will not fail at all. Fragrant grass in the setting sun is an ordinary thing, and its interpretation and application are mostly wonderful skills.
This is the third form of the killing technique - a more concise formula.
A little bit of clarity is the most essential move among the killing arts. No matter how complex the battle environment is, this blow will hit the enemy's vital point.
And especially the last two sentences are even more domineering.
'Fragrant grass in the setting sun is an ordinary thing, and its interpretation and application are mostly excellent skills. '
The meaning of this sentence is that no matter what weapon you hold, even a piece of grass, a tree, or an ordinary object, you can use it to kill the enemy.
Because at the absolute speed, even a chopstick can pierce the opponent's heart.
So thinking of this, Duanwu stretched out the index finger of his right hand and said: "My master killed Qianye Qianju with this finger."
"What?"
At this time, except Zheng Yaoxian, everyone present screamed in surprise, because they had never even thought about killing someone with their fingers.
And no matter how fragile a person's throat bone is, they can't just poke a hole with one finger, right?
The chairman of the committee was also a little surprised and said: "Don't fool me, you little monkey. How can you kill people with these fingers?"
Duanwu smiled and said: "Old man, you can't, I can't, but my master can. And he once taught me this move, but because of the war now, I don't have time to practice. And you are far away from the Drum Tower, so you didn't hear my master reciting poetry. .
His poem is a formula. My master did not forget to guide me when I was competing with Qianba Qianju.
My master has worried a lot for me. Take last night for example, Chiba Qianju attacked the hospital at night. My master was there. He was worried about my safety. Otherwise, how could he ask Chiba Thousand Hands Challenge?
In his eyes, even Chiba Qianju was not worthy of carrying his shoes. "
"Hahaha!"
Everyone laughed, but it was not ridicule, but hearty laughter.
The chairman also smiled and said: "Your Majesty is really a master. It's just a pity that he can't serve the country."
Obviously, the chairman of the committee is speaking to the Dragon Boat Festival. He means, you little monkey, can you ask your master to come out and serve our National Government?
At this time, Duanwu hadn't said anything yet, but Zheng Yaoxian became nervous. Because he was also watching the battle between Jizo and Chiba Senju. The leader of the sword style, Chiba Senju, was no match for Jizo at all.
Moreover, a man who is nearly seventy years old can actually kill people with his fingers. Zheng Yaoxian cannot do this kind of method anyway.
Therefore, Zheng Yaoxian was very worried that Ksitigarbha would serve in the National Government.
But at this time, Duanwu said: "Since your old man said so, I will definitely give it a try. But you also know that my master wants to live his life now, so he may not be willing to come out."
The chairman smiled and said: "Hahaha, as long as you little monkey boy comes out, your master will definitely come. And I can guarantee you, doesn't he want to live a long life? I can build a sanatorium for him and let him stay there. Be the dean, hahaha!”
"Hahaha!"
Duanwu also laughed, but at this time, Zheng Yaoxian's expression changed slightly, and he thought: "Duanwu, Duanwu, how can you agree to such a thing?"
But Zheng Yaoxian changed his mind and thought again. If Ksitigarbha was one of his own, wouldn't there be another way to obtain information?
Thinking of this, Zheng Yao first looked at Duanwu, but saw that Duanwu was chatting and laughing, with a calm expression, and did not show any worry like him.
Zheng Yaoxian nodded again and said to himself: "I didn't expect that although this Duan Wu is young, he is actually an old intelligence agent."
At the same time, Dragon Boat Festival continued to deal with everyone's inquiries. Some people asked: When did the Dragon Boat Festival become a disciple? Some people asked: Does Mr. Ksitigarbha still accept disciples? He has a son who also likes to practice martial arts. Can he ask Mr. Ksitigarbha as his master?
Dragon Boat Festival answered one by one, but all the words were basically the same: I will ask the master!
Dragon Boat Festival does not offend anyone in this matter, and handles it in a flawless manner.
When Zheng Yaoxian saw this, he became more and more admired. I thought to myself: This Dragon Boat Festival, I’m afraid I started working as a traffic officer in my mother’s womb. And it's no wonder that his level is higher than mine. I don't know if he has a sapphire ring.
Of course, these are Zheng Yaoxian's innermost thoughts, because he is very happy to meet such outstanding comrades as Duanwu! .
(End of chapter)
