Chapter 1272 Seaman selection

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"tourism?"
Zhu Wuzhen said with a confused face: "Isn't Yunye going to participate in the warrior?"
"Warrior's Conference?"
Ding Ning shocked Zhang’s mouth,
How did she go to the military conference?

"You don't know? The military conference has been held for three years, which is related to the interests of the various underground forces in Jiangnan Road. When the Qin family was still there, the Qin family sent representatives to participate, but this year the Qin family disappeared, and the underground of Ninghai The forces of the dragons have no heads, and the Seven Kings want to replace them. They want to represent the whole Ninghai to participate in the Wuren Conference. Of course, other local forces are unwilling to find Yunye, and we want Qingyun Security to represent the whole Ninghai."
Zhu Wuqi’s introduction to the mouth said:
Yunye did not want to take care of this idle thing, but he could not watch the external forces of the Seven Kings House representing us in Ninghai, so he negotiated with the Seven Kings House and the result was beaten up. ""
"Hit up?"
Ding Ning's brow wrinkles, after Qingyun Security was established, it has never done anything that hurts the world. The prestige of the people is very high. Even the government has a supportive attitude. Strictly speaking, it is not an underground force.
Now Qingyun Security has become involved in the struggle of the underground forces in order to compete with the Seven Kings. This is a situation he does not want to see.
"Well, it’s up, the strength of the Seven Kings was unexpectedly strong, and we finally tied them with us. Yunye had to decide to join them in representing Ninghai."
Zhu Wuzhen said with some self-blame: "This also blames me, without first understanding the true strength of the Seven Kings."
"Wait, what did you say? Was it flat?"
Ding Ning’s face turned strange and strange. Don’t look at Qingyun’s security. He rarely managed, but before going to the world, Qingyun Security was the strongest armed force in his hand. How could he win a small one? The seven kings palace?
"Yeah, it’s flattened. There is an old man in the Seven Kings House. It’s not even good for Xiahou’s big brother.

As the assistant to the president of Qingyun Security, Zhu Wuzhen is the leader of the Wusong Intelligence Organization. He naturally knows Xiahou, the first master of Qingyun Security.
Ding Ning is a bit embarrassed, although the strength of Xiahou is nothing to him, but in the whole Qingyun security is also considered to be one of the best masters. I did not expect that the Seven Kings House still has a master who can help him, it seems, The Seven Kings House is also a hidden dragon and a tiger, hiding deep.
"This year's Warriors Competition was not postponed until the 18th of this month. It is only on the 12th today. What kind of Rushzi Warrior Competition is going to participate now?"
Ding Ning immediately thought that this year due to the issue of the number of places in the Tongtian secret, the military assembly has been postponed to the 18th, and the specifications have risen to the international scope, what meeting Lingyun is going to attend now?
"This seems to be because this year's Wushu Conference is not the same as in previous years. This time it is not only Jiangnan Road, but also the Jianghu Road of other provinces is also holding a military conference tomorrow. It seems to be promoted by the 17th Bureau. It must be selected from the rivers and lakes of various provinces. Out of some masters, give you great benefits and rewards."
Although Zhu Wuzhen is the leader of the intelligence organization, she still does not have access to the information of the level of the heavens at her level, so she does not know much about the inside story.
Ding Ning immediately understood what it was, the limited number of places in Tongtian’s mystery, and the restrictions on the realm of cultivation. For the ancient martial arts, the number of places is naturally as good as possible, and it is not enough.
It can be awkward for the national martial arts community. After all, there are very few people in the national martial arts world who can reach the level of the master. Even if a thousand places are only given to two or three hundred in the national armed circles, they may not be able to make up enough.
In the frustration of the National Government, it is only possible to conduct a military conference in advance nationwide, which is equivalent to sea elections, and wants to get enough masters.
Of course, it is impossible for the National Government to do such a thing in person, and it can only be handed over to the 17th Bureau of His Majesty to promote this matter.
Ding Ning feels a little sad for the National Government. The population of more than one billion people in China, even hundreds of masters can not get together, this has to be said to be a great sorrow.
"Okay, I know, yes, is the Warrior Conference still held in Gusu?"
Ding Ning, although he figured out what was going on, he still felt very uneasy.
He couldn't figure out why the sisters couldn't contact them all, even if they went to cheer for Lingyun, but they wouldn't shut down all of them? What's more, Gusu is so close to Ninghai that it is impossible to fly in the past, and it is even more unreasonable to shut down the phone.
"Well, still in Gusu."
Zhu Wuzhen replied affirmatively.
Ding Ning nodded, turned and left, he was so anxious at the moment, intends to rush to Gusu immediately to see what is going on.
"Less... little master!"
Zhu Wuzhen suddenly cried in the back of his life.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
Ding Ning stopped and went back to ask strangely.
Zhu Wuzhen’s face was red, and his eyes were a little more dodging:
Less Lord, can you give me your friend’s phone number called Ning Ding?

"How? Is there something to find him?"
Ding Ning’s eyebrows rose, and he asked like a smile.
"No... No, he helped me, I want to ask him to have a meal and thank you."
Zhu Wuzhen feels that his mind has been seen through, and he looks confused.
"Hey, I also helped you, why didn't you see me asking me to eat? I still hide from me."
Ding Ning said with a narrow face.
"I... little master...I..."
Zhu Wuzhen’s red face can bleed and hang down his head, and Sisai’s half-day can’t speak.
Ding Ning had something in her heart, and she was not in the mood to tease her again. She stretched her finger and scorned her delicate chin and pretended to be evil. "Remember, you are my niece, and you are not allowed to like other men, even Ning Ding."

Zhu Wuzhen's face was pale, biting his lower lip, his eyes faintly faint, and there were tears in his eyes, and his voice was like a mosquito.
Ding Ning saw her crying sadly, and suddenly screamed at her head: "Well, I am joking with you, he is not in Ninghai now, I will help you with him after he returns."
"Ok!"
Zhu Wuzhen’s emotions were not high. She only felt that Ding Ning was moody and confused. She couldn’t figure out which sentence he was really saying was false. He felt that he was just fooling himself.
"Okay, I can't believe it in my words. It's really strange. Isn't this young master better than that Ning Ding?"
Ding Ning smiled and shook his head and turned and walked away.
Zhu Wuxi whispered softly: "You are handsomer than him, but in my heart he is the most handsome one."
Ding Ning's understanding of the truth is clear, some headaches licked the temple, very shameless thinking, did not expect the ugly dress of the brother can also soak into the girl, and sure enough, the charm of the brother is no one can block.
Back to Shengshi Huating, Ding Ning picked up the mobile phone that was charging and found that he had a phone call from the 17th Bureau during this period, which made him feel very embarrassed.
Since he became the director of the 17th Bureau, he has never been to it. It has become a shopkeeper. The most excessive thing is that in the days of the world, there are dozens of calls made by him in the 17th Bureau. He looked before. When I arrived, I was worried because I was worried about my sister.
Now that people have called again, how can he have to call back with someone else?
"Small teacher, your phone is too hard to play?"
As soon as the phone was connected, Zhang Ping’s resentful voice was heard.
Ding Ning's explanation: "Sorry, I went to the deep forest to collect medicine some time ago. The mobile phone has no signal. Just arrived home today, I found that the mobile phone has no electricity. I put it in the bedroom and just saw your call.

"Oh, I see."
Zhang Heping knows that Ding Ning is a Chinese medicine practitioner. It is also reasonable to go to the mountains to collect medicines. There is no doubt.
"Zhang, is there anything to find me?"
Ding Ning knows that there are many loopholes in his own words, and he does not give him the opportunity to think carefully, and immediately goes straight to the topic.
"Oh, it’s such a small uncle. Have you heard about the military meeting in Gusu tomorrow?"
Zhang Heping did not turn around and asked directly.
"Well, I heard a little, but I don't know exactly what the situation is."
Ding Ning said in a vivid way.
"Things are like this..."
With Zhang Ping’s remarks, it was confirmed by Ding Ning’s previous speculation.
This time, the National People’s Government of the Armed Forces Conference took out a very high reward, in order to lure those who did not like to show their face to the top of the ranks, so as to compete for the place to enter the heavens.
Originally, Guwu and Guowu had reached an agreement to divide the quotas, but because of the strong protests of foreign warriors, they had to redistribute the quotas in a competitive manner.
In fact, the National Government is very aware of the dangers in the secrets of Tongtian. Before that, it was not too much of a concern for the number of places to enter, and it was even okay that there was no place for a quota.
However, Guowu represents the face of the National Court. If the number of places is too small, the National Court will not have any face in the international martial arts.
Therefore, the National Government has to make this decision, advance the military conferences in various regions, select the masters of the ranks, go to the International Martial Arts Conference on the 18th, and strive to win some places that will not make the National Court too shameful.
Ding Ning also knows that the ancient martial arts rarely show up, and they are generally submerged in their respective sects. In the international martial arts world, the National Court represents the face of the martial arts in China.
If the foreign military does not participate, but since they participated, then things have risen to the height of the face of the Chinese state, even if the National Court is no longer willing to seize the place to enter the Tongtian secret, they have to fight for it, otherwise it will be Will be ridiculed by the Western martial arts community.
Ding Ning is the pickpocket of the Ninghai Seventeenth Bureau. After all, the Jiangnan Road’s military conference is still under the responsibility of the Ninghai 17th Bureau. Zhang Heping must report to him to ask if he will attend tomorrow’s martial arts conference. .
If it is normal, Ding Ning will definitely not go to the martial arts conference where he can't see his eyes. But now Lingyun represents half of the underground forces in Ninghai. He must be cheering.
Although Zhang Heping felt a little surprised, he was very happy. Since he was the director of the 17th Bureau, he has never even seen it once. It is too unreliable, and the members of the 17th Bureau are extremely dissatisfied. There are many discussions behind the scenes.
If it wasn't for Ding Ning's coming, it would be a big scary thing. These guys might be able to say something ugly.
Although the decentralization of the Secretary is a good thing, the other two deputy directors are not satisfied. Now they are united to control the power to crowd out him, so that he can’t stand alone and his days are not good.
So now Zhang Heping is not allowed to show up in the bureau, but also to support him, so that the two deputy directors will converge.
I agreed to join in the 17th Bureau tomorrow. After driving to Gusu, Ding Ning hanged up the phone. Who knows that it just hangs, Zhang Heping called the phone again. Ding Ning thought that things had changed. Asked: "What happened?"