Tianao Villa is located in the middle of Bixiu Mountain. It has a wide view. Looking at it from a glance, the sky and sea are all in the eyes. The terrain looks north and south. The feng shui is excellent. The mountain breeze blows through the face, bringing some light salty taste from the distant sea, making people feel numb and soft.

The three men all looked at me coldly, with a slightly fierce and vicious blue light on their faces. The wind swept across their short hair on their foreheads, and an extremely strong aura arose.

Who should I choose? I pondered for a moment. The three of them jumped down from the spiral stairs at the same time that day. I had a fight with them. I knew that the fighting skills of these three people should be between equal parts of each other, and there was no big difference between good and bad. But even so, because what I want is not the challenge of the strong, but the absolute victory, and of course I have to pinch the softest persimmon.

"Is it difficult to consider?" Meng Jun smiled slightly and said to me.

"Let me do it!" A guy with a slightly black skin and looked a little older among the three blurted out. As he spoke, the man stood up. Looking at the thunderous aura like Yue Yuan, I regretted that I had not pointed at Wu Xiaojun in time. After all, I once defeated Wu Xiaojun in one move, and stood on the psychological advantage. Moreover, in this second fight, the opponent started the battle and had a revenge mentality, which would inevitably have a subtle impact on his psychology.

However, it was too late. Since the opponent had taken the lead in fighting automatically, I could not refuse. Otherwise, I would definitely be underestimated by the Mongolian army. This man was knocking my helmet away with his legs, and it could even be said to be the biggest opponent to defeat me.

Meng Jun nodded and smiled and said, "Mike has the best kung fu on his legs, and I really want to see him again." He said, pointing at the man and introducing him to me, "This is Mr. Mai Shichao, but we are all used to calling him Mike." Obviously, it is the English name of this man.

I bowed my head slightly to Mike. Mike was obviously calmer than Wu Xiaojun, and he also gave him a first gift and clasped his fists to show his goodwill with the tradition of Chinese martial arts. He was indeed an expert in becoming a monk in the martial arts school. I have not had a competition for many years, and I never thought of this set of etiquette at all.

Meng Jun said, "It's not very convenient to compete here. Let's go to the backyard, it's more empty." I chuckled in my heart and thought to myself that you are not empty, and there are not many empty places in the world. However, this is a garden, which is indeed not suitable for competition.

The backyard of Tianao Villa is located between the back mountain. It is surrounded by various beautiful climbing plants. The area is extraordinary. On the one hand, there is an indoor tennis court, next to it is his private garage, and in the distance is a large open space, I don’t know what to do. There are soft green grass nearby, and a beautiful swimming pool is in the middle. It looks so blue on the green lawn. The blue sky and white clouds are reflected in it, making people want to jump in and have a good time.

Alas, this kind of beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers is the most suitable for practicing Tai Chi, but I have to fight with others and feel depressed.

Mike walked to the grass first, bent down to me politely, gestured gently to the palm of his hand, and said, "Please!"

I felt wonderful when I stepped on the soft green grass, as if I was excited when I first stepped onto a standard football field. I untied my suit jacket and threw it on the ground. Shi Shaoqiang bought me a snow-white shirt with a large and moderate amount, and I wore it for fighting, which made me feel very chic and sharp.

Wu Xiaojun and another bodyguard stood next to Mengjun, with a look of disdain on their faces. Feng Yujing leaned against Mengjun lightly, but I felt a sense of harmony between them. Meng Jiaying sat under a parasol, holding a glass of juice, and looking at me with a smile. It is undeniable that this woman is quite charming, but the distance between her and me is too far away, and I will not have any imagination or thoughts at all.

There was silence between the world, and only the occasional sound of the mountain wind blew. I took a deep breath, my mind entered a state of selflessness, and said to myself silently: "I only want to win this battle." I didn't know that the Mongolian army would give those three tests, but in terms of my personal ability, the most confident thing was fighting. If I couldn't even pass this level, then there would be no chance of winning the last two events.

With strength pouring into my whole body, I vaguely felt that my joints were shrinking and my breath was like cotton, and I had spread all over my body in an instant. Since I became an undercover agent, the sense of responsibility of my mission prompted me to gradually restore my previous fitness habits and exercise myself whenever I had time. It can be said that after the recovery in the past few months, compared with the peak period of my physical fitness, I have recovered to a level of about 80%. Moreover, my injuries have completely healed. It can be said that this is the strongest state I have in recent years.

"You just remember, click until the referee is here, and you must listen to my orders!"

The Meng army waved his hand and shouted the sound of a wind. Mike had already taken the lead and punched him. The fist wind was like wildfire and rushed to the Yuan, extremely fierce. This man was wearing a tight dark suit, which showed everyone's style in his tricks. Just one move to try it out, which was already daunting. This was the point. If it was not of the same level, I was afraid that one move would hurt my tendons and bones.

I took a step back, one side of my body, one square with my right hand, and one body intersected, and all of them secretly praised each other. Two bangs, and in the blink of an eye, Mike and I had already fought several moves. Both sides fought with each other with quickness, and no one was willing to show weakness in front of the Mongolian army.

No one took advantage of it in a few moves. Both sides were in a balanced position. They raised their hands to block each other and slowly moved away to find flaws. The sun shone on our faces, and we could see that sweat had already oozed from their foreheads in just a few moves, making them look clear and transparent, and murderous intent.

I stared at Mike's feet coldly, and a sentence from Mongolian Jun just reminded me from the side. Mike's strength should be his feet. Sure enough, Mike's hand was swinging a few moves, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, and a flashing leg hit me. This was already under my observation. My body suddenly lowered, and my right knee suddenly exerted force, reaching straight with the waves. I was from Muay Thai, and the attacks on my knees and elbows were my strongest. In the past, I never used it easily, because many years ago, I used knee attacks to seriously injured other teenagers. Since then, I have been very warned, but now facing an opponent who is not inferior to me at all, if I hide my own personalities, I will seek self-destruction.

With a loud bang, Mike's sweeping leg had already touched my right knee. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been broken. But for someone like Mike who often engages in fighting and fighting training, this was just an ordinary counterattack. In a blink of an eye, Mike had already punched me in the face, and I had to retreat quickly. The idea of ​​approaching him and attacking with his elbow also failed.

A roar, when Mike saw me retreat, he suddenly exerted force, his body suddenly bent down, and a kick came to me in the air, and he threw it hard on my waist. This is my weakness. For several years, I have been playing games on my seat without moving for a long time. Although I have maintained my exercise regularly, the strength of my waist has been significantly weakened. This leg did not dodge.

With a whistle, a huge pain in my body. This blow forced my blood. I also roared wildly, fighting the pain of this leg, rushed up with the momentum, grabbed Mike's shoulders with both hands, and fell over the shoulder. He carried him several meters and fell to the ground. Both of Mike's brothers changed their faces, and Meng Jiaying also shouted, watching us fight, and even forgot to drink the drink.

In the eyes of outsiders, I am afraid I still have some advantage in these rounds of fighting. After all, the other party was thrown to the ground by me, but only I knew in my heart that this fall was nothing to him, but my waist was incredibly painful.

Sure enough, Mike jumped, his body was already standing up, his whole body trembled, he looked at me coldly, his feet flashed, his body suddenly leaned forward, and he hit him with a punch. His movements were clean and neat, and he was not disturbed by the fall just now. And he had obviously found my weakness, and his legs attacked like a waterfall, all aiming at my waist. The man's legs were indeed top-notch, and he rushed. Finally, I couldn't stand it and got another kick, which hit the side where I was injured a few days ago. Although I tried hard to block it, I already knew that the wound had cracked. A trace of blood oozed out of it, reflecting my white shirt red.

Meng Jiaying and Feng Yujing were both shocked and thought I was seriously injured. Only Meng Jun looked at us coldly without any expression, without any intention of stopping.

My face turned cold and I said to myself, "Fight!" If you only get beaten but don't fight back, the consequences will be worrying. This guy's leg skills are too strong and the control range is too wide. If I continue to waste like this and cannot get close to him, I will not be able to win at all. With a thought, I ignored the pain in my waist and jumped out with the fighting force of a hungry tiger, and attacked with a storm with his right fist. I rushed to him.

Mike grinned, and met with both hands, and wrestled with me. His skills seemed extremely flexible. The two of them hugged each other, which was suitable for my best knee-elbow attack, but Mike was not panicked. Seeing that my knee-to-knee hit was strong, he used a strange move and exerted force on his hands. He fell to the ground with me. The two lay on the ground and intertwined their feet, like some savage children. No one allowed the other to stand up. In the blink of an eye, we were each hit several feet, and the mud in the grass was lifted up, and the two of them were like two mad dogs. They each hugged each other and refused to let go.

The Mengjun suddenly sneered and said, "Everyone gets up, and it's not over if you continue like this!"

Mike and I both let go of our hands that were entangled with reluctance. We were angry and looked at each other, and we were not convinced by each other. We stood up straight, ready to fight again just by waiting for the Mongolian army to give us an order. Unexpectedly, the Mongolian army suddenly smiled leisurely and said, "Everyone is just an adult, just a competition. Why do we fight like a child? Let's just say it. Forget it, let's just fight this game!"

Looking at the stains and bloodstains on each other's bodies, although the two of them were not convinced, they had no choice. I knew that the strength of Mike was indeed equal. It was not possible to decide a victory or defeat in just one moment. Besides, even if the victory or defeat was really decided, I was afraid that these four words could not be explained by the end. I had to fight to the death to stop. Although I knew that this game was not good for me, since the Mongolian army had already spoken, naturally I could not say anything.

The Mengjun suddenly turned his head and said to me, "Have you touched a gun?" I was stunned for a moment, nodded subconsciously, and I regretted it after nodding. Although I had been sharpening my guns in the face of battle, it was not easy to see if I could not be bright. I quickly said, "When I was a security guard, I had shooting training." This is true. Although the security guards are not qualified to hold guns, the city's security companies and the People's Armed Forces Department organize training in this area every year, but I always sneaked around and went home to sleep. At that time, I wanted to have a day to make a living.

Meng Jun nodded slightly and said, "The situation in China is different, and the gun control is very strict, but she and I often go abroad. If we are my bodyguard, we must know how to shoot. I think you should also know this."

I nodded and thought to myself that fortunately Shi Shaoqiang had taught me some skills, otherwise I wouldn't have to compare this item at all. Of course, Shi Shaoqiang also said that if the Mongolian army proposed to look at your shooting, you just need to do your best. It is normal to lose. It may be inappropriate to win, and it will make him doubt your identity, so I just teach you something casually and let him see your potential.

Now there is indeed a shooting competition. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, thinking that this item can be given up in our plan, but the first game has already been tied, and if I lose shooting, wouldn't it be possible to have no chance? Besides, the Mongolian army didn't say anything about the third game. With the skills of a bodyguard, besides fighting shooting, is the rest of swimming, driving, etc. I have no confidence in those.

The Meng Jun obviously prepared in advance, waved his hand gently, and immediately took two double-barrel hunting rifles from the house. Meng Jun smiled and said, "It's a very simple test. Let's just treat it as a sports competition. You can play UFO shooting in this game. Don't worry, you can fight, this is a professional training ground I have applied for." This made me dizzy again. Although I practiced very hard for a while the day before yesterday and felt good about myself, I was limited to pistols. I didn't expect that the props that Meng Jun took out were actually two ordinary hunting rifles, and they actually played UFOs. I only saw this thing on TV, so I don't know how to distinguish the winning or losing.

Meng Jun smiled and said to me: "You can choose anybody to compete with you!"

I smiled helplessly, thinking that everyone I'll look for this time is the same, I will definitely lose! I pointed at Wu Xiaojun casually, thinking that I won you with one move last time, and this time I asked you to get back the game, we were even.

When Wu Xiaojun saw me picking him, he sneered with a humming voice and took the hunting rifle.

The Mongolian Army pointed to the open tunnel in front and went there to compete. It was a professional arena. Only then did I know what this open is for. When I got closer, I found that some facilities for target throwing machines were very complete. Obviously, the Mongolian Army liked to play this very much in his amateurs.

Meng Jun looked at me and smiled and said, "Do you know the rules of flying saucer shooting?"

I shook my head helplessly and told the truth: "I have watched the game on TV, but the specific rules are not clear."

Meng Jun nodded gently and said, "I asked you to play this for the first time, which is a bit embarrassing for you, but as a bodyguard, this is an indispensable skill. Of course, I will not strictly require you. As long as I think you are qualified, you will have time to practice in the future." However, he picked up the hunting rifle first, waved his hand, and his men who had been prepared, immediately activated the equipment. He saw two flying saucers, one high and one low, popped up with a cry from the target trench not far away. Meng Jun had no expression on his face, and suddenly raised his gun and glanced at the void.

Bang bang! Just two gunshots were heard, and two UFOs fell down in response, emitting beautiful colorful flames. The gunshot technique was very accurate.

Mongolian Army put down its gun, smiled on its face, and said to me: "It's that simple."

I couldn't help but admire in my heart, thinking about how I could hit it. I used to feel incredible when I watched TV. How could I hit it so accurately? I felt that my eyes couldn't catch up, let alone shot it.

Seeing my mouth wide open and amazed, Meng Jun smiled leisurely and said, "This is a shotgun. Don't think too complicated. As long as you have been fired, you can hit it." I said in my heart and thought to myself that it was like this.

After waiting for Wu Xiaojun and I to hold the guns, the Mongolian Army said, "It's not a formal competition, and there's no need to pay too much attention to standards. Please make it simple, each shot ten times, and a total of twenty shots."

Wu Xiaojun looked at me, made a gesture, and said, "Please!" I quickly shook my head and said sincerely: "You can first!" In fact, I just hoped to observe his gun gesture up close, and then shoot in a similar way. Wu Xiaojun obviously had a lot of experience in shooting, and a winning smile appeared on his face.

Meng Jun nodded. His subordinates had already activated the target throwing machine in the target trench. With the whistling sound, the flying saucer had popped up. Wu Xiaojun quickly raised his gun and fired.

Bang! Two crisp gunshots actually knocked down the flying saucer without missing a single leak. The smell of gunpowder was filled with the air.

I carefully stared at Wu Xiaojun's perfect series of gun movements, aiming and firing, and wished to move all the brain cells and learn the essence of this shooting in this short period of time.

Bang bang! I saw Wu Xiaojun shoot with bullets without any effort, and every shot will hit a disc. My heart is cold, and I just want to give up directly.

Wu Xiaojun actually got 19th in the 20 flying saucers. I leaned secretly in my heart, and was about to tell Meng Jun that he would admit defeat in this game, which was indeed incomparable. I asked myself that no matter how talented I was, I couldn't win. It was simply that the shooting team members dared not go to Haikou. I couldn't guarantee whether Shi Shaoqiang could be able to do so.

As soon as I said something, Meng Jun had already said, "Since it's your first time playing, I won't make things difficult for you. You only need to hit ten discs out of twenty shots, even if you win!"

I just wanted to give up and I suppressed it. The opponent had already offered such low conditions. Even if I lost, I couldn't stand the challenge. At least I still have to fight. Even if I lost this game, I still have a chance to win a draw. Now I can't consider the result, so I can only peel it up.

With the gun in my hand, I felt a burst of sweat.

The flying saucer bounced out and flicked past my eyes. Although I was ready, my hands still didn't keep up with my consciousness and waited to raise my gun to prepare for shooting. The two flying saucers had already landed far away. I didn't even have a chance to take action.

I leaned in my heart, my face turned a little red. I felt that Wu Xiaojun sneered at me disdainfully. Meng Jun had no expression.

A Meng Jiaying, who was not making a sound, suddenly shouted: "Come on! You can ejaculate!" Come on, and pulled me back from the embarrassment. Not bad! I still have a chance!
Chapter completed!