Chapter 168: Local Team

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After resting at home for two days, Fang Ping felt extremely relaxed.

Fang Ping was relaxed, but Fang Yuan was very busy.

Sometimes, Fang Ping even doubted, who is the boss of the company, he or Fang Yuan?

Fangyuan's phone has never been disconnected!

"Sister Yuanyuan, it's time for a meeting!"

"Sister Yuanyuan, help me read the plan, I'm going to set up a street stall for the Chinese New Year..."

"Miss Yuanyuan..."

As the elder sister's big Fangyuan, that's called a busy one!

As soon as the call was disconnected at this point, another call was connected immediately.

...

Lying on the sofa, watching TV and Fang Yuan busy at the same time, Fang Ping was a little suspicious of life.

"Fangyuan, isn't your business too much?"

Fang Yuan was busy answering the phone, and didn't have time to chat with his elder brother, so he pressed his hand casually, as if I was busy.

"Yo-ho!"

Fang Ping was overjoyed, this girl can do it!

When she hung up the phone, Fang Ping was about to act like a big brother and teach him a few words, but the phone rang again, and the people from Yuanping Society wished the eldest sister a New Year greeting in advance, happy new year!

Fang Ping had the urge to vomit blood, yes, today is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, a young year here in Yangcheng.

But there are people all around to pay New Year's greetings, but I don't have one!

Picking up the phone and looking at it for a while, Fang Ping thought about it, and then called Fang Yuan. During the call, it was obvious that his phone was not in arrears.

But when he thought that there were New Year greetings all around him, but he didn't, Fang Ping was helpless, he couldn't live this day.

In desperation, Fang Ping had no choice but to take the initiative to send a few New Year's greetings text messages, to the tutor's side, Lao Wang's side, Tan Zhenping's side...

After sending a few text messages, Fang Ping finally received a reply.

It was Tan Zhenping who replied, "Look at the Nanjiang news."

"watch the news?"

Fang Ping was slightly puzzled, but switched to Nanjiang Satellite TV.

"Governor Zhang recently inspected various counties and cities and gave instructions to them..."

In the news, the pretty eye-catching host was talking about Governor Zhang's inspections.

These days, Governor Zhang started to lead a team to inspect Nanjiang Province, and they have been to all counties and cities. It seems that Yangcheng has also been here. Fang Ping was not at home before.

According to the news, Governor Zhang is not very satisfied with the martial arts environment in Nanjiang.

Some criticisms were made.

The most important point is the establishment of local actual combat warrior teams in each county and city.

According to Fang Ping's understanding, it is the militia warrior team.

In a prefecture-level city, a warrior team with no less than 30 members should be established.

The county-level organization shall set up a warrior team with no less than 5 members.

Since 2009, various counties and cities have regularly held martial arts exchange competitions, funding for education, funding for infrastructure...

All kinds of financial subsidies will be linked to the results of the exchange competition in the future.

Local officials will also add an assessment, the results of the local warrior team.

"Is this... going to really push actual fighters to the fore?"

After watching the news for a while, Fang Ping frowned slightly. Is this Nanjiang's reform, or the whole country?

If Nanjiang is a place, it should be related to Governor Zhang.

But if it is the whole country, it means that the situation in the Catacombs is really bad. We have to select actual fighters from the people in advance, and the supplementary personnel are exhausted.

Forcing the region to become a warrior team, you must know that there are not too many warriors in the region.

Let's talk about Yangcheng, there are twenty or thirty warriors.

Half of them are in the government and half are in business. How many warriors will join the team.

But now, the higher authorities enforce it, and it even has something to do with local financial appropriations.

No matter how much you resist, you have to form a warrior team.

County-level organizations are okay, with a minimum of 5 people, and prefecture-level cities need 30 people to start.

In Nanjiang Province alone, there are hundreds of counties and more than a dozen prefecture-level cities.

With such a combination, Nanjiang may have thousands of warriors at once.

Seeing this, Fang Ping called Tan Zhenping.

As soon as the call was made, Tan Zhenping asked, "Have you read the news?"

"I see it,

Uncle Tan, let me watch this..."

"Yangcheng must also establish this warrior team before the new year begins.

But how many warriors are there in Yangcheng?

And most of them are social fighters like me, even if they join, it's obvious that they are just waiting to die.

In fact, this document has been released before, and Yangcheng has also discussed it.

There are really very few warriors in Yangcheng, and most of them are too old. The meaning of Yangcheng is to see if they can recruit some warriors from outside to join the team.

Fang Ping, are you interested? "

"I?"

Fang Ping suddenly laughed and said, "Uncle Tan, I still have to go to school..."

"It won't take too long for you. When there is an exchange match, you can come back and represent Yangcheng.

They are all the same brother counties and cities, and their strengths are also average..."

"Uncle Tan, this may not work, the school is actually very nervous, and there is not enough time...

On Yangcheng's side, it's not like they can't even get 5 warriors together, right? "

"The key is... is there anyone who can fight..."

Tan Zhenping spoke the truth, feeling a little helpless.

In the huge Yangcheng, until now, there are really no warriors who can fight.

It can be seen from the detective bureau that the other party is facing the second-rank Huang Bin, and immediately asks for help from Wuhan University.

A county-level city can't even deal with a second-rank martial artist, which shows how tragic it is.

"Are there not any actual fighters?"

Fang Ping was a little surprised, and Tan Zhenping said in a dazed way: "It's not that there are none... It's just... It's just that it took too long to put down the tactics, and in such a hurry..."

"This... this is too lax!"

Fang Ping felt a little unbelievable, no wonder Governor Zhang forced the formation of local teams!

Is he still a warrior?

At any rate, Yangcheng also has twenty or thirty fighters, but now they can't even make up a five-member team.

Tan Zhenping was a little embarrassed. This was the responsibility of the Education Bureau, the Detective Bureau, and the city government.

Peace has been going on for a long time, and the warriors are really relaxed.

In the past, people only looked at grades and nothing else, and everyone didn't care too much about them.

But now it can't be done, not only to set up a team, but also to re-determine the product, which is forcing these blood warriors to learn the tactics of warfare.

Fortunately, the time was given above, and there was no requirement to execute it immediately.

But Tan Zhenping could see that in the future, maybe the actual fighters would be in power.

Although it is similar now, but now, Qi and blood fighters also occupy a large number of high positions. I am afraid that this situation will undergo major changes in the future.

After pondering for a while, Tan Zhenping suddenly said: "Fang Ping, do you think there is hope for Yangcheng to invite Wang Jinyang back to teach the team's tactics?"

"He..." Fang Ping thought for a while and said, "I don't have much hope, he has entered the fourth rank, which is almost impossible."

"how about you?"

"What?"

"You are also a first-rank peak fighter, and you will soon be a second-rank. In terms of tactics, you have cultivated very well. You are still a student of Mowu. This exchange competition is also impressive... I think it is okay for you to be the instructor of tactics. .

Fang Ping, do you want to think about it? "

This is Tan Zhenping's real purpose.

As for Wang Jinyang, it's just a joke, how could Wang Jinyang agree to a fourth-rank martial artist who came back to teach a group of pure blood warriors, and they were all first- and second-rank warriors.

More importantly, if he agreed, how much would Yang Cheng have to pay?

Now it seems that Fang Ping is quite suitable.

Fang Ping is currently only at the peak of the first rank, but he can be guided by tactics, and does not need to be too strong. The team assembled in Yangcheng is mostly first and second ranks, and there may be no second ranks.

For such a team, it is enough to ask a genius of magic and martial arts to guide them!

The price, presumably, is not too great.

"Uncle Tan, you overestimate me. I'll teach you how to fight? Are you kidding me?"

Fang Ping immediately refused, what a joke, who has time to waste here.

What price can Yangcheng give?

A million is an overestimate!

For such a small amount of money, Fang Ping was almost stupid for wasting a lot of time here.

Fang Ping didn't care about this either. What he was thinking about now was whether such a team was established because the situation was so bad that he had to form such a team of civilian warriors.

Hearing Fang Ping's refusal, Tan Zhenping was a little helpless, and finally said: "After the new year, Yangcheng wants to hold a gathering of Yangcheng warriors. Fang Ping, are you interested in coming?"

"Yangcheng Martial Artist Gathering?"

"The meaning in the city is that they want to set up a Yangcheng Warrior Mutual Aid Association, and see what everyone has to say.

Recently, life in Yangcheng is not easy. I hope that all the warriors who go out of Yangcheng can contribute to their hometown. "

It's inappropriate to refuse the first thing, and then refuse.

Fang Ping thought for a while and said, "If I hadn't gone back to school then, then I would have gone."

"Alright then, I'll let you know then."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ping was still deep in thought. Fang Yuan approached him at some point and asked curiously, "What team? It seems that they want you to be an instructor?"

"eventful!"

Fang Ping gave her a blank look, curiosity killed the cat, do you understand!

But this is not a secret, Fang Ping said casually: "In the future, every county and city in Nanjiang will set up a warrior team, and there may be some martial arts competitions.

Also, be honest with me, life is not peaceful now, don't let me run around outside. "

"Nanjiang is also going to hold a martial arts competition?"

Fang Yuan asked strangely: "Fang Ping, it seems that there are martial arts competitions recently, why?"

"Warriors don't compete in martial arts, do they raise fat?"

Fang Ping snorted, Qi and blood fighters are really gaining weight now!

Since the government has given these people special treatment, it is impossible to let them go at this time.

In Wuhan University, in the military department, and in many places, everyone follows one point, pay = return!

Now these qi and blood warriors are only taking benefits, but they have not paid anything.

Not surprisingly, within a few years, the living space of Qi and blood warriors will be further compressed, and this trend is already obvious now.

I just don't know if these qi and blood warriors have noticed it.

Presumably, there should be some. Tan Zhenping has seemed a little worried recently, probably because he knows that his days of stability are coming to an end.

"I hope there will be no trouble..."

Fang Ping muttered in a low voice, now that the government is forcing these qi and blood fighters to change, it may cause some confusion, it is best not to make too much noise, and not to spread too widely.

Thinking about something in his heart, Fang Ping suddenly looked at Fang Yuan, frowned slightly and said, "Have you reached the stage of standing still?"

"Go in!"

Fang Yuan nodded quickly, and said proudly: "You didn't ask before, I thought you noticed that I entered the stable state before I went to the magic capital!"

"It took more than half a year, are you ashamed to be proud?"

Fang Ping gave her a blank look, thought for a while and said, "Having a little bit of self-protection is better than having no power to restrain a chicken.

Although I don't really want you to enter the martial arts circle, it may not be so obvious after this circle. "

Fang Yuan didn't understand the meaning of his words, and looked at Fang Ping with a confused face.

Fang Ping pulled her cheek with a smile, and said with a smile: "Just to let you practice martial arts well, you can also practice "Tempering Method", so, tomorrow I will ask Liu Ruoqi to teach you to practice hard.

Up to now, the blood is only so little..."

Fang Yuan felt aggrieved and said, "I have high energy and blood. A few days ago, my father took me to the Education Bureau to check. It was 120 cards!"

A student in the third grade of junior high school has 120 calories, which is indeed very high.

Fang Ping was dissatisfied and said, "Don't compare yourself with others!

You have to know that many people are warriors when they took the college entrance examination, and they are warriors who have been tempered for the second time.

The second bone quenching requires at least 180 calories, and you are only three years away from the college entrance examination.

In three years, according to your progress, can you have 180 calories of blood?

What's more, they not only have 180 calories of blood, some of them have tempered bones for dozens of yuan! "

When Fu Changding and the others came to the school, they were not only warriors, but also had 31 bones.

This was all done in high school!

As far as Fangyuan's progress is concerned, it may not be possible to reach that point during the college entrance examination.

too slow!

There are still more than three years, who knows what will happen after three years.

Fang Ping's progress is not slow, but he won't stay at home all the time. If something goes wrong, he won't be able to save it in time.

Fang Yuan pursed her lips, and said somewhat disappointed: "Aren't you great? I thought I was very good. I used to take the college entrance examination and Wuhan University, and I only had so much energy..."

"That was before, besides, they were all ordinary people.

Your brother, I am also a second-rank warrior now, don't embarrass me, you know? "

"Oh...second product?"

Fang Yuan felt a little belated, Fang Ping said flatly, "Second Grade, is there a problem?"

"Didn't you...you made a breakthrough?" Fang Yuan's mouth opened wide in shock.

Fang Ping is actually at the second rank!

"Do you know what a genius is now? Your brother, I would have broken through to the second rank a long time ago. If it wasn't for the Martial Arts Exchange Competition, I would have broken through in December.

Think about it, 8 months, from an ordinary person to a second rank, what a genius!

And you?

It has been more than 6 months since you stood up, and you have 120 calories of blood!

Go out in the future, don't say you are my sister Fang Ping, I can't afford to lose that person..."

Fang Yuan felt wronged again, am I so ashamed?

But... But Fang Ping seems to be really a genius!

After being wronged for a moment, Fang Yuan suddenly beamed with joy and said, "Brother, you are actually a second-rank martial artist. If my classmates find out..."

"Don't go out and say it, just know it yourself, and keep a low profile."

Fang Ping taught his sister a lesson, and finally called Liu Ruoqi, asking her to help guide her.

Liu Ruoqi readily agreed, and envied Fang Ping by the way, that Fang Ping actually has the resources to support his sister's cultivation. There is really no comparison between people.

...

And just when Fang Ping started to plan for Fang Yuan, news about the establishment of warrior teams in various places gradually spread.

In addition to Nanjiang, many provinces have also chosen the same policy.

When Fang Ping saw the news, his heart tightened slightly. It seemed that the situation had really deteriorated.

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