C17 Beautiful Stunt

The Secretary Zhang placed two burdens on me, one of them was for shooting, the other was for displaying a special technique, the special technique display, in reality, was a kind of 'Wang Ma selling a melon' style self-promotion, and in this display, I chose to show my power with one finger, so I especially 'rewarded' my left hand index finger, waiting for it to show me the genuine Chinese consummate technique.

Of course, this is not my peerless skill. My peerless skill is actually my unique skill at cards, but what I said before Guards taught me this skill, I cannot use it rashly. I won't be able to show it until next March at the World Senior Security Exchange.

To be honest, I really look forward to the coming of March. I hope to write a lot for the Captain Sun and for China.

Afterwards, we drank a glass of juice with Chief C, and after chatting for a while, under the guidance of the Y. staff, we all rushed to the Aquatic Manor compound.

The luxurious architecture of the Aquatic Manor courtyard made me sigh. The moment we entered, we were all shocked. It was like a crystal palace with luxurious decorations, high-grade chandeliers, and a clear pattern of fitness cells. The spacious lobby of the first floor extended all the way to the small shooting-range outside. It was completely modern in design, making people feel that it was much more advanced.

There were many people from the Presidential Palace that came to watch, and Daughter of the President Itafini had also come. There were also some men and women that he did not recognize, who were all enthusiastically sitting in the spectator's seats. Chief C and President Keben Ryan were sitting in the middle of the hall, having a lively conversation. The one hundred or two hundred high ranking officials and their families were seated around them.

Secretary Zhang and I, as well as the other Chinese security guards, made our final moves. Secretary Zhang looked at me and Staff Officer Huang as if he was looking at an international great man, and shook his hands one by one, exhorting them: "We will be relying on you two to win glory for our country."

Staff Officer Huang had already changed into a set of white martial arts attire, stretching his muscles and bones. You Meng accompanied him to fight and stretch his body, Staff Officer Huang was even more spirited now. Before he joined the army, he was once the Sanda King of Guangxi. In the sparring with the guards of another country, he had obtained the upper hand many times.

It was hosted by a male secretary of President Keben Ryan, who had a face full of smiles and a sense of humor like Chaplin. He announced in a crisp Y language, "Today is a happy day, the two countries, Y and China, adhere to the principle of mutual friendship and assistance, have a skill exchange here, and the most honor is that the leaders of the two countries, China's Chief C, and the President of the Y country, Keben Ryan, will personally come to the scene to help, I think this meeting will be a happy and successful one. Let us give a warm round of applause to welcome the two countries' brave warriors onto the stage …"

After a round of enthusiastic applause, I stepped onto the stage.

Personal Skills Display.

This project was actually equivalent to two teams confessing to themselves. However, this type of confession required true skill to speak for themselves.

I extended my right index finger. Luck seemed to have stopped for a moment as I pressed my index finger to the ground. My body gradually increased its strength, turning into an inverted form. I propped up my whole body with one finger.

When the Secretary Zhang, You Meng and the Staff Officer Huang saw this, they all applauded and demonstrated, all of them with looks of glory on their faces. Kessoff then put on a look of disbelief, and suddenly shouted out loud: "One finger?"

That's right, I was displaying the legendary One Finger Zen. Furthermore, this skill of mine has already surpassed the scope of the traditional Chinese consummate skill. I continuously twisted my body, and with this finger as the axis, I gradually started spinning. This requires a lot of finger power and a strong ability to coordinate and control the body. Back then, I had trained hard for five years and then received guidance from a tall monk of the Shaolin Temple before I was able to reach my current level.

Princess Itafini stood up from her seat, looked at me in disbelief and shouted, "Oh my god, my Master of China, you are too awesome..."

Three minutes later, as I stood there in a standing position, there was a round of enthusiastic applause, and the President of State Y leaned in close to Chief C and said a few words of affirmation.

Immediately after, Mareshia, who was known as the number one bodyguard in the world, came up on stage. She bowed towards the audience and then moved her body confidently. It was obvious that the relatives of the officials in the Presidential Palace knew a lot about this presidential guard.

Mareshia took off her jacket, which revealed a pink tight-fitting T-shirt. Honestly speaking, her figure was extremely good, with a full chest and slender waist, as well as fat thighs and buttocks. She had a very confident look on her face. Her arrogance was still present between her brows, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She looked very sexy.

At this time, two staff members stepped forward and pulled apart a thin white rope. This rope was as thin as a wire and about ten meters long. Each staff member held a corner of the rope tightly. We all had our eyes open, and I wondered if Marissia was going to perform an acrobatic trick on the tightrope. "Isn't this a little too cliché?

To be precise, I was shocked by Mareshia.