Mike waved his fist at Secretary Zhang, who was preparing for the event next to him, and answered the reporter, "I don't know.
But I'm sure that he's just a nobody. I can guarantee that he'll be knocked down in less than ten seconds! "
…
At the same time, Director You quietly called Director Qi aside and made some arrangements and instructions.
To a certain extent, Director You agreed with Director Qi's arrangement. He said, "This is good. Let Zhang Dengqiang fight with Mike first so that Mike will lower his guard. Then, we'll take advantage of Mike's arrogance after he wins to provoke him so that Zhao Long will have a chance to fight.
As long as Zhao Long can fight, the Americans won't be so arrogant! "
Director Qi said worriedly, "Zhao Long has been retired for several months now. I'm worried that his stamina is not as good as before. Will something go wrong?"
Director You frowned and complained, "Bullsh * t!
I know Zhao Long well. He won't lose his fighting spirit! "
Director Qi said, "Let's hope so. Let's hope that Secretary Zhang didn't become cannon fodder in vain and Zhao Long will have a chance to fight!"
Director You said, "I know Mike's character. As long as we provoke him properly, it won't be a problem to let Zhao Long fight!"
Director Qi said worriedly, "But what I'm worried about now is that Mike won't deliberately let Zhao Long fight even though he knows that he lost to Zhao Long. Isn't he digging his own grave?"
Director You said shrewdly, "Don't worry. What we're doing …" He whispered a few words in Director Qi's ear. Director Qi's brows finally relaxed a little, and he nodded repeatedly in agreement …
To be exact, Secretary Zhang was just a scapegoat. He was just a pawn that Director You threw out.
When Secretary Zhang and Mike stood in the middle of the ring together, everyone could feel the difference in strength. Mike was tall and strong with an extraordinary aura. Although Secretary Zhang was also somewhat intimidating, standing next to Mike, he was simply not worth mentioning.
As soon as Secretary Zhang stepped onto the stage, his face broke out in cold sweat. In fact, he was feeling very complicated at this moment. He even blamed the Director You for pushing him to the guillotine. He knew what he was capable of, and he also knew the strength of his opponent, Mike.
Therefore, he had no choice but to sacrifice himself and fight to the death.
Mike took off his coat, revealing a sportswear. His strong muscles were bulging, and his developed muscles made the audience burst into enthusiastic applause.
A lot of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Secretary Zhang's face.
Director Qi stood in the corner of the ring and shouted, "Begin!"
The competition officially began.
Secretary Zhang was in a fighting stance, not daring to attack rashly. He just kept circling around the ring.
Mike, on the other hand, pressed forward step by step, forcing Secretary Zhang to take a few steps back until he reached the corner of the ring.
Mike threw a punch, and Secretary Zhang raised his arm to block it. He couldn't help but feel pain in his arm from Mike's strength, and he was a little scared.
…
After a few rounds, Secretary Zhang was getting more and more disadvantaged. Mike was like a fierce tiger coming down the mountain. His fists were like the wind, and his feet were like lightning. His punches and kicks came one after another.
Secretary Zhang was hit one after another. After seven or eight minutes, he finally couldn't fight back anymore and was defeated.
Mike won easily, and he looked even more spirited and sharp.
He raised his hands and shouted in the ring, patting his chest to celebrate.
Applause rose spontaneously, and Mike was even more complacent on the stage.
Seeing this, Director Qi sighed and shook his head.
Mike said to Director Qi in the ring, "Is there anyone who can fight more?
It's too boring. They can't even fight for two or three rounds!
Is there no one else in China who can fight like Zhao Long? "
As he spoke, he jumped off the stage and stared at Director Qi with a particularly strong gaze, as if he was mocking something.
Director Qi smiled and said, "Mike, this is just a warm-up for you. China's Kung Fu is extensive and profound. Not to mention the Central Special Forces, even a random person on the street can deal with you!"
Mike was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed. "Oh, Director Qi, are you kidding?
I think that in China, other than Zhao Long, I have nothing to fear.
It's a pity that you've already let Zhao Long retire. You have no chance to beat me now, because Zhao Long is gone! "
Director Qi smiled and said, "Don't be so confident, Mike. As the saying goes, there will always be someone stronger. There's always someone stronger.
How about this, I've brought a security guard over today to spar with you. What do you think? "
Mike was confused. "Security guard?
What do you mean?
The security guard you're talking about, are you talking about the guys on guard duty?
They're called 'watchdogs' by China, aren't they? "
Director Qi said, "Mike, you're exaggerating. The security guard is also a branch of China's security force. It's a scattered public security force in society.
I'm not bragging, but we only need the security guard to deal with you.
Our security officers are on duty now, and they don't have time to play with you! "
Mike laughed. "Security? You want to beat me with the security guard?"
Director Qi tried to provoke him. "What, you don't believe me?"
Mike said, "Of course not."
Director Qi said, "You'll know if you can win or not after you try."
Mike said confidently, "Okay.
Let him come. I'll beat him in less than three rounds! "He raised three fingers and gestured in the air.
Director Qi smiled. "Okay, I'll send someone to call him right away."
Not long after You Meng left, Director Qi sent a deputy director to call me.
I followed the deputy director to Zhongnanhai's basketball court.
I didn't expect that after leaving the Secret Service for so long, there were still many people who remembered me. Some of the security officers greeted me, while others cheered me on.
However, they were very surprised by my current identity. They all stared at my security uniform in a daze.
After all, in their minds, a Zhongnanhai security officer wouldn't become a security guard after retiring!
It was a hubbub of voices, and it was very lively.
I saw disappointment in the eyes of the generals on the stage.
But the moment I appeared in front of the rostrum, a kind of longing and hope suddenly sprouted in their eyes, to the point that several of the deputy directors of the Special Forces actually stood up at the same time.
They clapped softly, looked at me, and nodded silently.
Mike, who had just won, was still showing off and cheering without restraint. Maybe he didn't notice me, or maybe he was too proud.
I lowered my head and looked at the security uniform I was wearing. Even I felt that it was funny.
Director Qi didn't waste any time and came over, and said to me, "Secretary Zhao, Zhang Dengqiang just lost, Mike's emotions are very active right now, an arrogant army is bound to lose, I hope you can win and reduce his spirit!"
I nodded, but I couldn't help but search for Zhang Dengqiang's figure.
Zhang Dengqiang stood in the corner of the ring with a red face. A female officer in a military uniform was wiping his cheeks with a handkerchief …
Ah?
The person wiping Secretary Zhang's cheeks is You Meng!
My heart suddenly fell into a bottomless abyss, and countless bad thoughts came to my mind …
Could it be that You Meng also noticed that I was looking at her? She quickly stopped wiping Secretary Zhang's cheeks and walked over with an embarrassed expression.
You Meng held the handkerchief that she used to wipe Zhang Dengqiang's cheeks and explained to me in a low voice, "Zhao Long, don't misunderstand …"
I sneered, "What did I misunderstand?"
You Meng said, "Actually, I …"
Maybe it was because I was deeply hurt by that scene, but I didn't listen to You Meng's explanation and walked straight to the ring.
To be exact, at this moment, my heart was very complicated.
In my memory, when had You Meng ever wiped someone's sweat?
Was I narrow-minded, or was You Meng too frivolous?
Or was it between You Meng and Secretary Zhang …
I didn't dare to think any further.
I nimbly flipped onto the ring, and when I stood in front of Mike, he froze.
He looked me up and down and said in a low voice, "Why is it you?"
I smiled and said, "It's me."
At this moment, all of Mike's arrogance flew out of his face. His face was filled with surprise and panic.
He looked at the four corners of the ring, his expression revealing an element of helplessness.
Director Qi moved to the center of the ring and said to Mike, "Mike, you and Zhao Long are old friends, right?"
Mike didn't answer Director Qi. Instead, he patted his forehead and muttered to himself, "Oh my god, how did this happen? What I was afraid of came true …"
At this time, Mike's other colleague, Skinrock, came to Mike's side and asked, "Mike, what's wrong? What's wrong with you?"
Mike shrugged and touched his cheek, saying, "Oh, it's nothing. I just think it's not fair."
After Mike said something ambiguous, he turned to me and said, "Zhao Long, I think we can avoid this fight.
You're no longer a national security guard. You don't have the right to fight with me. "
Mike scratched the back of his head and suddenly found a magnificent excuse that could save him from death.
However, Director Qi wasn't willing to let him go. He tried to provoke him, "What did you say, Mike? Who was the one who boasted that he would end the fight in less than three rounds?
Why are you so scared now? "
Mike hurriedly said, "Oh, no.
I'm not scared. Why would I be scared? "
Then, Mike glanced at me and said, "Zhao Long, I don't know if you're the real Zhao Long or a clone of Zhao Long. I don't believe that the real Zhao Long would be a security guard.
I suspect that you deliberately wore a security guard uniform, didn't you, old friend? "
I smiled and said, "What's wrong with being a security guard?"
Mike shrugged and said, "As far as I know, security is a very low-level job in your country.
People call it … a guard dog. "