Tang Luo nodded.

"Haha, OK."

Zhao Yuefang nodded with a smile.

Both of them understood what each other meant and did not say much in tacit understanding.

After dinner, Tang Luo greeted Zhao Yuefang and left the restaurant.

He drove to the Zhonghai Guard Area.

More than twenty minutes later, the car drove into the security area and came to the office building.

Tang Luo got out of the car, climbed the steps, and headed straight for Xiangchuan's office.

He didn't knock on the door, but pushed it in.

Xiang Chuan frowned and raised his head.

Which guy dares to break through without a "report"? Are there any rules?

Soon, a smile appeared on his serious face. As soon as Tang Luo arrived, he felt confident.

"Old Tang, have you been back long ago? Why are there no movement?"

Xiangchuan stood up and greeted him.

"Why, in your eyes, is my brother so idle? Is he very busy in the company?"

Tang Luo curled his lips and sat down.

"Haha, what's wrong? Is this a reform?

Xiang Chuan said, making tea for Tang Luo.

Tang Luo looked at Xiang Chuan's expression and felt that nothing was important.

This guy didn't see anything nervous?

"No, Lao Xiang, you are anxious to call me, why is it for?"

Tang Luo asked, why did he think that was not the case?

"Old Tang, there is something really wrong here, I need you."

Xiang Chuan sat down on the sofa and stopped joking.

Seeing this, Tang Luo became a little serious.

"Old Tang, do you know there is a world-class special forces competition, the 'Warriors Competition'?"

Asked Xiang Chuan.

"I heard that it is in the country of Israel. It seems to be held once every two years. It is the most authoritative special forces competition in the world."

Tang Luo said.

"Yes, the competition subjects are so tragic that there will be special forces throwing their lives there in almost every session..."

Xiang Chuan nodded.
Chapter completed!