C42

Name:The Master Bodyguard Author:
(i)

At five in the afternoon, President Kai Benlien and Miss Ita Finley both returned to their apartment.

To a certain extent, the significance of this competition surpassed that of an international competition.

I noticed that Yellow Staff Officer's face had changed, and was already sulking, so I interrupted him and said, "Can we calm down a little? It's about to start, and you guys are still standing up for Katherf, right? "

However, the Secretary Zhang didn't notice the change in my Yellow Staff Officer's mood and instead complained to me, "You, Zhao Long, what are you trying to say? After a stern face, he continued to express his opinion, "This Yellow Staff Officer, even though Yellow Staff Officer has such strength, he was still beaten up by Katherf to the point that he was unable to move a single inch. This shows just how strong Katherf is … Yellow Staff Officer's failure, has already proven … "

Secretary Zhang always used the analogy of Yellow Staff Officer's defeat last time, and Yellow Staff Officer finally could not take it anymore. He stood up from his seat and complained to Secretary Zhang: "Secretary Zhang, can you not use me to talk about things? Do you think I'm not shameful enough? Zhao Long is about to compete with Katherf, but you always break your head here, can you encourage Zhao Long? "

The Secretary Zhang was confused by the question. He stared at the anxious Yellow Staff Officer and was stunned for a moment. He pretended to be calm as he adjusted his glasses and shouted with a tone of leadership: "Sit down!"

I looked at Secretary Zhang's desperate look and didn't blame him.

Some things were separated into two sides.

In fact, the Secretary Zhang was rather pitiful, and deserved to be pitied. He still doesn't know that it won't be long before he leaves the Head's Sacred Position, and I won't be transferred to another place as he wished. Everything was going the other way.

And what he sympathized with the most was the change in Secretary Zhang's way of handling things. Previously, Secretary Zhang was indecisive and indecisive, with no sense of leadership. Now, he had the attitude of a leader. He knew how to criticize others and how to use power, but he also knew how to be a leader. However, all of this was about to come to an end.

When I thought about this, I really felt injustice for the Secretary Zhang, even though he had used a special method to take revenge on me.

On the other hand, You Meng was smart, she started to analyze the comparison of strength between both sides, and cheered for me on the side.

However, Secretary Zhang could not muster up any confidence. He always had a pessimistic attitude, and his tone was filled with worry. After complaining again, You Meng could no longer take it anymore. Standing up, he questioned him: "Old Zhang, Chief C sent you here to help you boost the morale of the cheering squad, not to let people come to disturb the army's morale. Can you be a little more optimistic?"

Secretary Zhang defended himself, "I am only seeking truth from the facts!"

You Meng said: "You are adding insult to injury!"

Secretary Zhang: "..."

I was afraid that the conflict between the two would escalate, so I immediately spoke out to stop them. Just as the war started, Nuo Baoshoufu from the Y Nation arrogantly came over, telling us that the Y side's people were already prepared at the gym.

But soon after, Secretary Zhang and I started to have different thoughts.

(ii)

I originally wanted to ask the security team at the National Hotel to come visit as well, but Secretary Zhang reacted strongly, resolutely saying that we should minimize the number of visitors from the Chinese side.

However, I still insisted on my opinion. Ignoring the objection of the Secretary Zhang, I informed the security team to come and watch the battle.

I had no other thoughts, no intention of showing off, just wanted more people to witness this moment.

Secretary Zhang's face sank as he complained: "Zhao Long, are you crazy? The fewer people who know about this, the better. Why don't you call the security team over here? Isn't that more …"

I interrupted Secretary Zhang: "Secretary Zhang, I'm not crazy. This is a national hotel, not a C Head.

Secretary Zhang's face flushed red and he scolded: "You don't know what's good for you! If you have the ability, you can call the General Assembly Hall Squadron, Old Palace Squadron and all the soldiers in the sea over. If you lose, you will know your name immediately.

I chuckled, knowing that it was because of You Meng that Secretary Zhang made things difficult for me, so I said in an evil and stern voice, "Secretary Zhang, shame is my problem, and I won't implicate you!"

Secretary Zhang raged: "But you will implicate Secret Service!"

I didn't argue with Secretary Zhang anymore and turned around to leave the living room. Secretary Zhang and the rest followed closely behind. Now that they were in public, the Secretary Zhang did not dare to grumble anymore. With his face filled with 'debt', he clasped his hands together and walked towards the gym.

Gym.

In the spacious gymnasium, the members of both sides of China were standing at the sides in an orderly manner, each shouting out words of encouragement to their own people. President Kai Benlien sat in the middle position, looking at Katherf and the other guards with interest, and glanced at me from time to time. It was obvious that because of the previous competition, he was very confident in his guards.

Miss Ita Finley was also dressed in white, standing in front of the Y side staff members. However, her expression seemed to be a little anxious, and when she saw my existence, she revealed a faint smile, and then raised her hand, waving it towards me. "Master, do your best, I think highly of you!"

I laughed back, touched.

Maybe, amongst all the people from the Y Nation, the only one who could treat this competition as a friendly match, was Miss Ita Finley!

Other than Ita Finley, I think the other guards and staff members must be hoping for Dalton to cripple me, right?

At this time, the security team members had also lined up and were rushing over. The captain of the division was shouting out the standard password, bringing over twenty soldiers who were temporarily off duty to the scene, all of them standing by the wall. This group of people really did make us look a lot better. They were all valiant, with the same color of olive green, the same type of masculinity, a straight military uniform, a straight body, a neat formation and strict discipline, making the people of Y's side a little dumbfounded.

Only, the Secretary Zhang was very unhappy with their arrival and he still muttered to himself, "This is truly unreasonable! The more people are invited, the more you will lose face! "

My initially excited mood was disturbed by Secretary Zhang's words. Honestly speaking, is there such a leader?

Fortunately, I am a rational person, otherwise, I would have fallen out with the Secretary Zhang.

On the other hand, You Meng started to attack the Secretary Zhang, he frowned: "Can you speak less, why do you keep looking down on people?"

Secretary Zhang said: "Isn't this the truth!? If Zhao Long can win, I'll invite him to the Easton Hotel to watch the show! You overestimate yourself! "

Oh my god!

Just because You Meng has a good relationship with me, and just because you have a crush on You Meng, you think that's the same as me?

Was this the demeanor of a leader? Was this still the Secretary Zhang who had an extremely strong sense of collective honor?

Ridiculous, his transformation was truly absurd.

But I still smiled at Secretary Zhang: "Secretary Zhang, remember what you said!"

So, when everything was ready, I stood in the middle of the crowd. At this time, the gymnasium was extremely empty. No one made any noise, and one could even hear the rough breathing of some people. The huge gymnasium, which was filled with thirty to forty people from both countries, was filled with people who were all nervous and guessing about the competition.

Dalton shook his head confidently and walked over, holding a set of black Boxing Gloves in his hands, he skillfully put it on.

You Meng also took the opportunity to pick a set of red Boxing Gloves and gave it to me. She whispered in my ear, "If you let go of this fight, Zhao Long, you'll win!"

I nodded slightly and put on the Boxing Gloves.