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  In the third month of spring, peach blossoms are in bloom and the weather is starting to warm up. However, Wu Ming's heart remains stuck in the cold winter days. The past is unbearable to recall, and looking back on these few days' experiences, he really has nothing to cry about, as these days have been a complete disaster.

  Monday, on the way out in the morning, the sky was strangely falling snowflakes. Wu Ming only discovered after getting on the car that it was more than a dozen hot bird droppings. Why did so many birds poop at the same time? And accurately poop on him? Do birds also know how to aim and shoot? Only heaven knows.

  On Tuesday, went to a French restaurant for dinner, had truffles and foie gras, Wu Ming got diarrhea so badly that the chrysanthemum almost withered, went to the hospital and was given several bottles of saline solution, costing 4 big bucks, he might be the legendary rich but poor in life, can't eat top-notch food, forever stuck eating cabbage.

  On Wednesday, Wu Ming's diarrhea improved slightly. When he went to the toilet in the army barracks, after finishing his business, he found there was no paper. Unfortunately, none of the many squatting toilets had a fellow soldier who could lend him some, so he sacrificed a pair of famous-brand underwear and spent the whole day with a cool breeze blowing between his legs.

  Thursday, Wu Ming accidentally entered the pit father station when he was online, and was seduced by beautiful girl pictures. He downloaded a group of vicious Trojan horses back, causing his computer to blue screen and crash. In the end, he could only reformat the disk with tears streaming down his face, and several months' worth of accumulated hair clips were all lost.

  Today is Friday, Wu Ming drove to send Shen Yiyiy to school and then went to the troops. All the way, he always felt that his eyelids were jumping. What kind of bad luck would happen next? When will this unlucky day come to an end?!

  Why have I been so unlucky these days?

  Wu Ming felt that it had something to do with the pottery he dug up a few days ago. After expert appraisal, the pottery he excavated was barely an antique, a Fu Lu vase from the late Qing dynasty. Although the vase was empty, one thing was certain: it used to be used to hold human bones.

  What Wu Ming dug up was not a treasure, but an urn of ashes. Even if it were a genuine antique, this thing is really unlucky and makes people's hair stand on end. Nobody wants to buy it back home, it's just too inauspicious.

  After realizing his mistake, Wu Ming secretly sent the urn back to the mountain villa gate overnight and respectfully offered incense, candles and paper money. However, after that, he was plagued by misfortune one after another, as if haunted by a vengeful spirit.

  Cheating the honest, stripping the widow's door, digging up the ancestral grave of a childless family - these are several major acts of villainy that people often talk about. Although it was unintentional, Wu Ming indeed dug up someone else's ancestral grave and did so with great enthusiasm, it can be said that he did something extremely villainous.

  Heaven's principle is clear; doing evil will always have consequences.

  It's easy to invite the gods, but hard to send them away. Good fortune never comes in pairs, while misfortune never walks alone. Who can clearly explain this kind of elusive and ephemeral thing as luck? When someone is experiencing bad luck, even if a pie were to fall from the sky and hit him on the head, it would be a pie filled with scalding hot oil.

  As soon as Wu Ming arrived at the troops, he was invited to Xu Guohao's office courtyard. The two just talked for a while, and Wu Ming walked out of the courtyard with a heavy heart.

  Reserve unit shooting range, fifteen instructors from various departments of the Flame Dragon are practicing mobile target shooting. Wu Ming occasionally goes forward to guide them, an instructor who can become an instructor, although he is only a temporary worker, but his heart is still filled with a sense of superiority.

  Among the 15 instructors, 10 were company officers and 5 were field-grade officers, one of whom was a senior colonel. In terms of military age and experience, each of them was older than Wu Ming. In terms of military rank and title, several were field-grade officers, with the lowest rank being deputy regimental level, and the highest rank of senior colonel was still at the deputy division level.

  As a small deputy regimental major, Wu Ming relied on the power granted by Xu Guohao and used his authority to boss around these veteran instructors, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

  The title of instructor sounds good, and the military rank is also high, but they all belong to non-commissioned officers without real power, divided into the military staff section, and leading troops in battle is not their turn.

  A clay pot can't be kept away from the well opening, a general can't avoid dying on the battlefield, if one's skills are not strong enough, fists are not hard enough, head is not withdrawn quickly enough, won't turn the rudder when seeing wind, luck is not good enough, if brain is stupid again, once war breaks out, being a soldier means going to the battlefield to die.

  Wu Ming did not want to die on the battlefield, which was why he was unwilling to be a soldier. However, being an officer was different, especially a non-combat officer, as their safety coefficient was relatively high. During battles, they would sit in the rear and direct the troops, and as long as nothing unexpected happened, they usually lived longer.

  Everyone has a death, some lighter than a feather, some heavier than Mount Tai. People will eventually face death one day. If they could choose how to die, Wu Ming thought he would choose to ascend to heaven with his teacher, or perhaps with those beautiful female celebrities.

  Now, there are two options in front of Wu Ming. One is to stay and become a formal lieutenant colonel instructor, and after a few days, accompany the Dragon Eye team to the Tibetan Plateau for a year of high-intensity wilderness survival training. The other option is to retain his rank as major and leave, occasionally guest-starring as an instructor.

  This was the conversation between Xu Guohao and Wu Ming earlier today. The difficult decision left Wu Ming hesitant, and Xu Guohao urgently hoped he could stay, giving him only one day to consider.

  If he were to be a soldier, Wu Ming would definitely not hesitate and leave immediately. However, as a formal instructor, it's worth considering carefully. As long as he stays in the Flame Dragon Special Forces, he has hope of rising through the ranks and eventually reaching the pinnacle of power, obtaining the highest authority that most people have always dreamed of.

  No money can't beat those with money, and those with money can't beat those with power. No wonder people's desire for power is stronger than their desire for wealth. Power is absolutely a good thing, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people fighting for it.

  The sound of gunfire was still ringing in his ears, Wu Ming sat on the sofa next to him with earplugs on, lost in thought. Gu Dong walked into the shooting range and then walked directly to his side, he stared blankly and couldn't help but ask: "What are you thinking about?"

  Wu Ming turned his head and glanced at the antique with one eye, took off his earpiece, and said lightly: "Are you here to plead?"

  "Alright then!" said the antique with a faint smile.

  Wu Ming shook his head and said, "To be honest, I don't have an answer in my heart right now."

  "I know that being a bodyguard pays well, but is money really that important?" The antique dealer said with a hint of discontent: "Many people have been soldiers for their whole lives and never had the chance to be promoted to lieutenant colonel, I really don't know what you're hesitating about."

  "There are many things I don't understand!"

  The antique sighed and said with a bitter tone: "If you're willing to stay, you'll become the youngest lieutenant colonel in our entire Flame Dragon squad. At such a young age, you absolutely have the chance to become a general in this lifetime."

  "I..."

  As soon as Wu Ming's words came out, the antique interrupted, "Do you know how many people are jealous? As soon as he entered the Yanlong Corps, Commander Xu granted him the rank of lieutenant colonel. Now he is going to be promoted to colonel beyond the standard, do you know how much pressure he has to bear?"

  "I knew all of that!" Wu Ming said with a sigh: "Actually I wanted to stay, but I really have an unavoidable reason."

  "What's going on?"

  Wu Ming shrugged and said helplessly: "I signed a five-year contract with An Er Le company, if I want to stay, I have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages."

  "How much compensation?"

  "My annual salary is over 20 times, maybe more than 200 million!"

  "Over 20 million?" Gu Dong's eyes widened and he asked, "Can you afford it?"

  Wu Ming pouted and said, "Of course, I can't afford to pay for it..." As he spoke, he winked at Gu Dong, who looked gloomy, and continued, "If you're willing to help me pay the penalty, then I'll stay."

  "Give up! We can't afford it!" The antique dealer rolled his eyes and said, "Is there really no other way?"

  "Yes! Steal my contract out."

  “…………”

  It's pointless to continue talking, Gu Dong revealed a lost expression and slowly walked out of the arena, he had to bring the bad news back to Xu Guohao.

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  "Report!"

  "Come in!"

  The antique walked into Xu Guohao's office with a long face, and as soon as he saw his bitter melon face, Xu Guohao had already guessed the answer, saying: "That kid doesn't want to stay, does he?"

  The antique pinched his brow and sighed, "He himself is willing to stay, but he still has a five-year bodyguard contract. If we want to keep him, we have to help him pay the breach of contract penalty."

  Xu Guohao sighed: "It's going to cost a lot of money, isn't it?"

  "The antique nodded and said: 'More than 20 million.'"

  Xu Guohao slammed his hand on the table and said angrily, "Over 20 million? That's equivalent to our brigade's monthly salary..." As he spoke, his expression turned somewhat despondent, and he continued, "However, that kid is indeed worth this price. Unfortunately, we can't afford it."

  The antique dealer made a strange face and asked: "You think he's worth 200 million? That's the price of two tanks."

  "Two tanks? That's too little for him, his individual strength far exceeds our entire Dragon Tooth squad..." Xu Guohao took out a file folder from the locker and pulled out a stack of photos, saying: "This is the detailed investigation data on how he annihilated the terrorists last time, and this time caught the kidnappers. You'll know just how terrifying that kid is."

  The antique picked up the information and got up, his face gradually becoming serious. The information was very detailed, and after a while, he held a photo of a police van and muttered: "Is that kid still human? This power may not even be comparable to a small intestine."

  "No matter the strength, speed or marksmanship, they are all so terrifying." Xu Guohao squeezed out a smile and said dryly: "As long as we can keep him, in the near future, we will definitely be able to create an invincible army infantry regiment."

  "Is it true that we really don't have any money?"

  "Then ask your father!" Xu Guohao hummed and said: "This sum of money, would that stingy old man be willing to pay?"

  The antique let out a faint cough and dryly said: "Actually, it's not necessarily about using money to keep that kid around, there's another way."

  Xu Guohao's eyes lit up and he hastily asked: "What method?"

  "As long as we can steal that kid's contract."

  “…………”

  After half a ring, Gu Dong walked out of Xu Guohao's office with a sulky expression on his face.

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