But then he became worried again: "My whole body feels numb, and I don't know if I'll feel better tomorrow. And what about this Russian guy? He's sleeping soundly and can't wake up. What if he saved me but died himself, or was too badly injured?"
As he spoke, the Russian guy suddenly sat up and said, "You're all cowards, but I'm a hero!"
Hu Yong was initially pleasantly surprised: "You can speak Cantonese, but why does it sound so strange?"
His Cantonese had a strong Northeastern accent, which sounded quite strange. A group of ICPO members became interested in him immediately because he could speak some of their own language. They found him particularly incredible and wanted to find out more about his background.
But the truth is that during World War II, many Russians fled to Hong Kong to escape the war and lived there until the end of the war before returning home. They would also bring their servants with them. The Russians naturally had a Northeastern accent, but they also learned Cantonese from their nannies from a young age and knew how to speak Cantonese. That's why he was chosen by Nie Zhao from hundreds of applicants around the world to be his bodyguard.
But this Russian has a fiery temper and speaks bluntly, which some people find hard to tolerate.
Wang Baodao said, "Dude, I heard you're really good, but I guess you're just strong, right?"
He added, "If we don't consider arm wrestling or weapons, I might not be able to beat you, but our Miss Chen is definitely better than you."
Mao Zi was taken aback. Miss Chen, that's his boss's wife.
However, he had heard from Sam and the others that the landlady was extremely skilled, so he forced himself to sit up and pulled out the dagger still tucked into his waistband: "This?"
Wang Baodao laughed and said, "Miss Chen, this Russian is very arrogant. Why don't you show him your swordsmanship?"
Two men stood behind him, also smiling, and asked, "May we take a look at your knife?"
As they were talking, someone patted Wang Baodao on the shoulder and said, "That's enough, go away."
It was Song Yuanchao who arrived. He knew what these guys were thinking: they wanted to see Chen Rou's Snow Maple Blade and also wanted to see her wield it.
But she was pregnant, and the boss said that she could only act as an advisor this time and was not allowed to do anything.
Moreover, he was the one who interviewed the Russian guy, so he knew him best. That guy wasn't a person; he was a tank.
The fact that the boss sent him was a huge boost for the ICPO team, but the weapon failed before it even hit the ground. He was very disappointed. He had just discussed it with the military doctor, and in order to help the Russian guy recover as soon as possible, the doctor was going to give him acupuncture, puncture the ten acupoints, and bleed him to see if his condition would improve.
As the battle drew near, the sun was already setting in the west, and the weather had cooled down a bit.
The military doctor couldn't stand the Russian guy's body odor, so he made an excuse to put him on a shelf to ventilate the room so he could work more effectively.
The Russian guy staggered and swayed as he climbed onto the deck, then plopped down on his bottom and lay down again.
Since everyone had nothing else to do, they all gathered around to watch the military doctor administer acupuncture.
But the Russian guy was undeniably muscular and imposing, and his attitude was aloof and domineering. However, the moment he saw the medic pull out a needle, his eyes widened, and he turned and crawled away, muttering in Russian, "No, no injection!"
The military doctor showed him the needle: "This is acupuncture, not an injection, and it won't hurt!"
When Maozi looked closely, his eyes widened in surprise. Good heavens, he had fainted from needle pricks.
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