Chapter 168 The style of a warrior

"Two things were solved early in the morning. Nan Kita is now visiting the Ozawa family in Japan. I wonder if the news has passed here. Can he still sit down?" Bai Ze looked at the "samurai sword" in his hand, and suddenly stood there and laughed.

Just then, whimper, a roar of cars suddenly sounded outside the forest.

Following the sound, I saw through the gap between several big trees. I saw two military jeeps driving up along the winding mountain road from the bottom of Xiaogu Mountain. Then the car stopped one after another and walked down a few people from inside.

Bai Ze could see at a glance that the car was full of signs from the Gancheng Military Sub-district. The first one to jump out was Pei Yan in military uniform, while the other middle-aged man was majestic. His every move was revealed, and there were three or four young people following him in the car behind him.

These people are not over twenty-five years old, but they are all strong, sharp-eyed and deep, and they are far beyond ordinary people. They automatically dispersed as soon as they got off the car and protected the middle-aged man in a fan shape. As they looked at their eyes, they almost immediately understood the terrain of the top of Xiaogu Mountain and occupied a favorable position. Just looking at this well-trained look, you will know that they are all first-class soldiers from the military.

"Bai Ze, if something big happened, you still have the time to practice here...?" As soon as she got off the car, Pei Yan quickly walked into the forest. He spoke, but his eyes were winking at Bai Ze, "This Secretary Wei, who is in the city, takes his time to see you in his busy schedule."

"Secretary Wei?" Bai Ze didn't know what Pei Yan wanted to express when he looked at him. He was confused and heard the introduction, and his heart suddenly moved: "There is only one person named Wei on the ground in Gancheng, but he still has a secretary, right?" Then he glanced at him and looked carefully. He really felt that this middle-aged man looked familiar. He must have seen him somewhere recently.

"But, I have no intersection with him. Why did he come to me early this morning?"

After blinking his eyes, Bai Ze suddenly remembered that Secretary Wei was Wei Tianzi's father Wei Guofeng? Not long ago, he had met him from afar in the Grand Theater. At that time, Mr. Wei held an exhibition of ancient weapons. The parents of the Gancheng District accompanied him throughout the process, and his every move attracted the eyes of countless people. High officials gathered around him.

At that time, Bai Ze watched from the side and felt something. He realized the truth of swordsmanship and boxing from the official power of this man. Therefore, although the two sides had never had any contact, he still remembered this man very clearly.

Although Gancheng is not big and its economic development is only unsatisfactory, this city guards half of the capital. Wei Guofeng can become the secretary of the municipal party committee of Gancheng. Obviously, it will not rely entirely on Mr. Wei's connections and his own abilities are well-known. He is considered to be one of the few real power-oriented people among middle-aged cadres in China. Although he is over fifty years old, he is much younger than his peers. He has a national face, a head back, a tall figure and a vigorous spirit, and always gives people the feeling of being young and capable.

Especially his exposed skin is compact and elastic, and the color is closer to wheat color, which is very abnormal to most people in the officialdom. It is obviously because he exercises regularly and is good at maintaining it.

Wei Guofeng strode into the field, followed by several guards in plain clothes, and when he saw Bai Ze, he immediately stretched out his hands and held Bai Ze hard, "You are Bai Ze. I have known your name these days! Hahaha, young man! I already know your affairs, don't be afraid. In our country, as long as you walk well and walk, no one dares to bully you. In addition, as a father, I also have to thank you here sincerely. It depends entirely on your protection, so that you can turn danger into safety!! Not bad, not wonder, my father admires you so much, it is indeed a heroic boy."

As soon as Wei Guofeng came up, he held Bai Ze's hand, shook it hard three times, and then patted his shoulder, which seemed very friendly, and his tone was very gentle when speaking, as if his elders were encouraging his younger generation. Although his official power was heavy, it was not annoying, but instead gave people a feeling of spring breeze.

"That incident happened yesterday that had already hit the embassies of the United States, Japan and South Korea. Foreign-related incidents were originally very difficult to deal with, but it happened that after this change of leadership, Secretary Wei was going to serve in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. After knowing about your affairs, he paid special attention. Your troubles were suppressed...!"

Seeing Bai Ze's puzzled look, Pei Yan quickly explained it to the side. Bai Ze then realized the whole story. It turned out that the incident of the martial arts club was really stabbed out yesterday.

"Thank you, Secretary Wei has helped." Bai Ze frowned slightly, then he was neither humble nor arrogant, and smiled at Wei Guofeng and owed his body to express his gratitude.

"What are you thanking? Sick man from East Asia? Humph, it's been so many years since then, and these people are still in lingering. The truth is originally with you, and everything I do is done according to the law. If you want to thank me for this, then you saved my precious daughter, how should I thank you?"

"We meet today, and we don't talk about work politics. I just want to see what kind of person you, Bai Ze, are. And you are not working hours now, and you and I only talk about personal relationships." Wei Guofeng smiled and waved his hand, looking at the samurai sword in Bai Ze's hand: "I heard from our old man that your swordsmanship is very good, and I didn't expect that even Japanese kendo kung fu could be dabbled in. I think the samurai sword in your hand is long enough, and it shouldn't be common in Japan..."

Although Wei Guofeng was determined to be a career in the officialdom and only practiced swordsmanship and martial arts with Mr. Wei for a few years when he was young, he was abandoned later. He still remembers some simple breathing and health-preserving methods in swordsmanship, but after all, he grew up with Mr. Wei since he was a child. Kung Fu and swordsmanship are not good, but he knows a lot.

It was obvious at a glance that the "Jixiang Pill" in Bai Ze's hand was not an ordinary weapon, but an antique.

"Secretary Wei..."

"Hmm? I've said that when it comes to personal relationships, what is the secretary? Since the old man has shown you all the sword scores he passed down from his family, he obviously doesn't regard you as an outsider. Tianzi is a few years older than you, just call me Uncle Wei, there is no need to be so foreign." Wei Guofeng corrected the name with a smile, and patted Bai Ze on the shoulder.

From the beginning of the meeting, Wei Guofeng showed enough affection and naturalness to Bai Ze, and there was no official airs in his words. If he was a general person, he would be so excited that he could not even find the North. He thought that this was "respecting the wise and inferior people", and even gave birth to the feeling of "scholars died for their confidants". However, Bai Ze was not an ordinary person. When he looked at people and contacted people, he paid more attention to his heart.

People who practice boxing are obsessed with their hearts and do everything in line with their "original heart". Therefore, the higher the skill, the more sensitive the mind and nature. When interacting with others, they do not bother with "empty and impolite", but only follow their original hearts and be quick and easy.

Wei Guofeng is a "good official". At least during his term of office, he has done a lot of practical things for the people of Gancheng. But an official is an official, and no matter how good the official is, it is different from the ordinary people. Especially now in this year, all the things that should be lost have been lost. The definition of a good official is just a "capable official".

At least in Bai Ze's sense, Wei Guofeng's purpose this time was not as "simple" as he showed.

"What is the purpose of this Wei Guofeng? Just because of the thing I caused yesterday? He is a senior official at the department level. Even if I save Wei Tianzi, it wouldn't be like this? Suddenly, he found such an excuse to see me, and it was still so mysterious in the early morning. What does it mean? Although I have a good relationship with Mr. Wei, it is completely different from him, a senior official... So, I should stay away from this person and not be too close to him."

Although Bai Ze was young, he was not very clear about many things in society and had no rich experience, but martial arts practitioners were born unwilling to make friends with "officials". Many of the experiences of the older generation had a great influence on him.

"This knife is not mine. Just now, when I was in the morning exercise, a Korean woman named Jin Shu Yanzi asked me to compete for fists and kicks. After losing, she left this knife, which is my spoil!"

Bai Ze's show of kindness to Wei Guofeng seemed very plain. When he spoke, he did not call his uncle according to the other party's meaning. When explaining the Jixiang Pill in his hand, his words were as simple and refined as possible, and he took them with him in one sentence, which was plain and free.

As the saying goes, "to move the energy, to nourish the body", Wei Guo style has been in a high position for a long time, and the momentum on his body has a natural pressure. Even when he talks with others with a harmonious atmosphere, he does not show off his airs, but when facing such a big man, ordinary people will naturally be suppressed by three points. This is like in the feudal era when a peddler entered the yamen, and he was born to be inferior to others. It is not an innate oppression, but a "magnanimity" developed and conventionally established.

But Bai Ze is not someone else. When he talks to Wei Guofeng, he always acts peacefully from beginning to end.

Neither humble nor arrogant, nor weaken the breath of oneself.

Some of the people who practice martial arts are proud and truly accomplished masters, even when facing emperors, they are on equal footing.

This is also the confidence that Bai Ze has built up for himself after practicing boxing since childhood and has experienced many life-and-death battles. As early as when the Chengdu Police Station came out, his boxing spirit was indestructible and he had his own style.

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