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Chapter 440 To be the leader of the martial arts world and a new generation of beheading king!(2/2)

My temperament is not suitable for being an instructor. Training students at the shooting range these days makes me bored. I still think it is more interesting to shoot and kill."

Then he told what happened with Wang Chao.

Wu Wenhui tapped the armrest of the sofa with his hand:

Wu Wenhui nodded: "Okay!"

Speaking of this, Uncle Zhu Jia showed a dissatisfied look:

"Today's Shaolin is full of chaos and chaos. I heard that it is going to be listed in Chou Country. We have very close exchanges with them. Although they are just business exchanges, many of the links are worthy of scrutiny. These

Old Wu, you all have to find out!"

"Yes, Mount Tai collapsed in front but remained unchanged, just like our army!"

"You can think about it carefully. If you don't want to do this, I will go out of my way to transfer you to a civilian position. You must be able to popularize your arc shooting throughout the army. This is also for the sake of me."

Serve the country, and the credit is not small!"

"Hey, didn't I promote the spirit of Bushido in my little life? Your official mission is to defeat all their masters, thereby undermining their national self-confidence!"

Wu Wenhui glanced at his old squad leader with dissatisfaction, but did not speak after all. Obviously, the two must have discussed this topic before.

"From now on, you will be Wu Qingyuan in the martial arts world openly, and secretly be the new generation of beheading king, so that those who are hiding overseas and trying to escape sanctions will get the punishment they deserve!"

"The task we give you is that from now on you must challenge all the masters in the Japanese and Korean martial arts circles. Whether they are first-class, top masters, or grandmasters, you must defeat them all in formal martial arts competitions. In the end, you must defeat them all in a formal competition.

It’s better to kill him!”

Uncle Zhu Jia sighed: "Well, since it is your choice, I also support you to take this road, but this road is full of thorns, with cliffs on both sides. If you take one step wrong, you will be shattered. You have to do a good job.

Prepare for sacrifice!”

After he finished speaking, he coughed lightly: "Xiaohua, I talked with Xiaojia. She is so determined that she has identified you. As Xiaojia's uncle, I don't want you to do such a dangerous job!

"

Looking at Zhu Jia again, she looked very happy with a smile on her lips, but she didn't know how beautiful she was.

Hua Twelve's eyes moved and he asked: "What's the mission on the surface? Is there also a secret mission?"

Uncle Zhu Jia curled his lips, pointed at Wu Wenhui and said: "Of course it's him who is so violent!"

Hua Twelve seemed to understand something in his heart, but he still pretended to be confused and asked:

"Decapitation mission?"

"Especially over there in Xiaoli. Even after the war ended, they took refuge in the Ugly Kingdom. They have always been eyeing us and being hostile. They are against us in every aspect, overtly or covertly!"

Hua Twelve didn't take it seriously, nodded and said:

Wu Wenhui did not rush to speak, but asked Hua Twelve:

"Before talking about this, can I ask, Xiaohua, you can defeat Jiang Hai with one move, how good is your kung fu?"

Speaking of this, Wu Wenhui and Uncle Zhu Jia both felt a little heavy. The former stared into Hua Twelve's eyes and said:

When Hua Twelve heard this, he nodded and felt that it made sense. The invasion of martial arts was also a cultural invasion, especially in the next two years, the traditional martial arts would be trampled on by the Chinese.

Hua Twelve accepted it politely. When he returned to the courtyard, when he talked about today's events, Gong Er was afraid that he would lose etiquette when he came to the house for the first time, so he asked him how many things he had given away.

Hua Twelve said with a smile: "I didn't spend a penny, and I made a lot of money!" After saying that, he brought the gift outside for her to see, which made Gong Er angry and funny.

That night, Hua Twelve surprisingly did not practice flying swords, but asked Gong Er to teach him how to practice Chinese martial arts.

He plans to be a leader in the world of Chinese martial arts, but he doesn't know a little Chinese martial arts. This doesn't make sense. He plans to practice until he is strong enough before taking action with Shaolin.
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