The Predator of the Beautiful President

Seeing that the person who came was actually Han Shaojun, Han Shaojun nodded, stepped forward and said in a rather excited tone: "Instructor, I am the student you trained back then, do you remember?"

When he said this, Xia Dongyang's thoughts turned around. Yes, that should have happened six years ago. At that time, he was ordered to train a group of special forces. At that time, he was less than 23 years old. Among the students, many of them were younger than He is big, many people naturally disapprove of him.

Xia Dongyang asked those who refused to accept him to come out. There were 20 students in total, and 20 of them were not convinced. How strict, and no one said a word 'no'.

Han Shaojun's big pie face gradually overlapped with the No.16 student in Xia Dongyang's memory, and he immediately said, "Are you No.16?"

When Han Shaojun heard it, he nodded excitedly: "Yes, instructor, I am NO.16!"

He didn't expect that after so many years, Xia Dongyang could still remember his student number back then.

Xia Dongyang was also quite excited, and asked: "I didn't expect to meet you here, how many years have you been back?"

They had chased Sun Deming together before, so Xia Dongyang knew that Han Shaojun was now the captain of Provincial Dragon Shield.

Han Shaojun only said: "It has been four years since I came back, instructor, without your devil-like training back then, I would not be able to become the captain of the Provincial Dragon Shield Hall now. I have always wanted to say thank you to you. Without you, I would not be here today." me."

Han Shaojun didn't mean to show off at all, he just wanted to express how important Xia Dongyang was to his training and cultivation. As he said that, he bowed to Xia Dongyang respectfully.

Xia Dongyang hurried forward, stretched out his hand to stop Han Shaojun, and said: "Young Army, get up quickly, your current achievements are entirely due to your own efforts!"

During the conversation, Xia Dongyang's memory became clearer and clearer. He still remembered that Han Shaojun was one of those students with poor talent. If he had any advantages, it would be his strength, which was greater than the rest of the students.

He has a simple and honest personality, and is sincere in doing things. After each training, he will add tasks to himself. He is always the first to arrive at the training ground, but the last to leave. A lot of effort in exchange for.

"No, no, instructor, you don't know. The fighting skills you taught and the experience of facing the enemy that you said back then have allowed me to escape from death many times. Please accept this bow!" Han Shaojun resolutely As he said, he stubbornly insisted on bowing to Xia Dongyang.

Xia Dongyang knew Han Shaojun's character, so he had no choice but to let go of his hand, accepting Han Shaojun's great gift calmly, and then said: "Young Army, I am demobilized, don't call me 'instructor' from now on, just call me by my name."

In fact, Han Shaojun is six or seven years older than Xia Dongyang, but he has a specialization in art, and those who have mastered it are teachers. When Han Shaojun heard this, he said stubbornly: "No, no, I will be my teacher for a day, and I will be my teacher for the rest of my life. You will always be my instructor." , By the way, instructor, how did you recover?"

Xia Dongyang shook his head and said, "I've suffered some injuries, so it's not suitable to stay any longer."

"Injuried?"

Han Shaojun's complexion changed, and he asked in amazement: "In this world, is there anyone who can injure you, instructor?"

Xia Dongyang smiled and said: "I am also a human being, and I am also a body of flesh and blood. Besides, there are people outside the human body, and there is a sky beyond the sky. It is normal to be injured."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but think of the situation when he chased down the drug lord and avenged his brother. Although he was injured a little in the shootout before, it was absolutely no problem to kill the drug lord.

However, at the critical moment, the opponent killed a man with blood-red eyes. His powerful strength held Xia Dongyang back and bought time for the drug lord. Xia Dongyang was unwilling to watch the drug lord escape, so he paid a price and killed the drug lord The red-eyed man finally cut off the drug lord's head and brought it back to commemorate his brother's spirit in heaven.

Now, thinking of the red-eyed man who suddenly appeared, Xia Dongyang also felt that the other party was too weird, the strength on his hands and feet was getting bigger and bigger, like a tireless machine, and he didn't know what the other party was coming from.

Afterwards, he had reported to Shao Zhenguo, and he didn't know how the investigation was going, but now he didn't have the ability to worry about it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking of Sun Deming, and immediately said: "By the way, have you interrogated Sun Deming?"

Han Shaojun shook his head and said, "He didn't say a word."

Xia Dongyang said again: "I met Sun Deming before, and we had several conflicts, but it can be seen that Sun Deming doesn't have much boxing skills. Under normal circumstances, a person's strength cannot be improved so quickly. You should check it out. Sun Deming's physical condition, especially his blood genes."

Upon hearing this, Han Shaojun quickly said, "Thank you for the instructor's reminder, I will make arrangements immediately."

Xia Dongyang nodded, and did not continue Sun Deming's topic, so he asked: "You deliberately waited here, not just to catch up with me, did you?"

After hearing this, Han Shaojun straightened his face and said, "Instructor, our director wants to see you."

"Let's go." Xia Dongyang didn't ask much, and motioned for Han Shaojun to lead the way.

Following Han Shaojun, Xia Dongyang came to the outermost ward on the upper floor. After entering the door, he saw a man in a Chinese tunic suit standing in the room with his arms behind his hands.

Hearing the sound, he turned around. When Xia Dongyang saw it, it was the middle-aged man Yang Mingyi who led the way to the old man's house last night.

He smiled and stretched out his hand, and at the same time introduced himself: "Mr. Xia, hello, my name is Yang Mingyi."

"Yang Ting, hello." Because Han Shaojun said it just now, Xia Dongyang directly used this address and shook hands with Yang Mingyi at the same time.

"Mr. Xia, please sit here." Yang Mingyi signaled Xia Dongyang to sit down on the accompanying bench next to him.

After the two sat down, Han Shaojun stood aside. After all, Xia Dongyang was his instructor, and Yang Mingyi was his leader. It was really awkward for the chair to be three people.

"Take the liberty to come here, Mr. Xia, don't mind." Yang Mingyi took out a pack of cigarettes and gave Xia Dongyang one. It was just a very common 50 yuan pack of Zhonghua hard packs.

Xia Dongyang is not too polite, he has not smoked for a few days, for him, smoking is not an addiction, sometimes it is for refreshment, sometimes it is purely for a feeling.

After two puffs of smoke, Yang Mingyi got to the point and said, "Mr. Xia, this time you were able to shatter the Sun family's plan to seize the chip and capture Sun Deming. I am on behalf of those victims who were poisoned by the Sun family." , say 'thank you' to you."