Zhou Zhihan's physical fitness has passed and there is no need to continue testing.

As the principal of West Point Military Academy, Major General Arthur King has to do a lot of work today. After drinking a few sips of water, he chatted with Zhou Zhihan for a while about Chinese history. After the food, he continued to watch the physical fitness tests of the graduating class students with Major Jeff Hunter and the adjutant.

Major Jeff Hunter gave Zhou Zhihan a few days off and asked him to prepare well in the past few days. As an observer and technical researcher at West Point Military Academy, he participated in the selection of good seedlings in the Marine Corps in the US military academies throughout the process.

Zhou Zhihan had just turned around and walked for more than ten meters, and the voice of Major Jeff Hunter came from behind him.

Stop.

Turn around.

Major Jeff Hunter whispered: "Zhihan, the new Japanese student Ryunosuke Sakamoto was seriously injured the day before yesterday. He was treated at the medical department of the military academy. Now he is hospitalized in the hospital. After being discharged from the hospital, he will return to their embassy to recuperate and take half a month off.

We report for the injuries he suffered during training.

Also, try not to go out during this period.

I heard from the student say in private that Ryunosuke Sakamoto hated you to the core and vowed to take revenge on you.

It seems that the Japanese consulate also knew about this yesterday. Perhaps it was because Sakamoto Ryunosuke was repeatedly defeated by your hands. They may feel that their faces are dull, so they did not speak out about this love story.

Now, I guess the Japanese in the entire New York City know your name, so you can try not to go out in the past few days, as you can ensure your safety in the military academy.”

Zhou Zhihan felt warm in his heart. Major Jeff Hunter was indeed upright and did not hold a grudge because he was criticized by him in the office the day before yesterday: "Thank you, Chief!"

"I also know the relationship between you, China and Japan. If there are too many, I will not be convenient for me to say. I can only tell you this, so you can do it yourself in the future!"

Major Jeff Hunter finished speaking, patted Zhou Zhihan and left.

This young Chinese student is patriotic, loyal, brave and responsible. It is very rare. Although he is a little sloppy, most young people are like this. He has also walked through the young, which is normal.

Most young people are lively in nature. If they are much more lively, they will naturally give people a feeling of being uneasy.

But this is what the real society needs. Young people should be positive, brave to innovate, dare to be enterprising, have a distinct personality. Middle-aged people should be down-to-earth and steady, do things in a low-key manner, think carefully in everything, and the elderly should be wise, guide young people to life experience and reduce middle-aged people's confusion.

Zhou Zhihan saluted Major Jeff Hunter: "Thank you, Chief!"

Major Jeff Hunter nodded and left without looking back.

Thinking of Ryunosuke Sakamoto, Zhou Zhihan sneered at the corner of his mouth. If it weren't for the United States or West Point Military Academy, he would have let this dog with Chinese blood be killed.

Now he hopes that Ryunosuke Sakamoto can go out to find him. As long as he leaves West Point Military Academy, Zhou Zhihan has many ways to kill Ryunosuke Sakamoto so that the beast will not do evil again after he finishes his studies.

He is now skilled and brave.

Zhou Zhihan is no longer the same Zhou Zhihan as half a month ago. As long as the Japanese dare to come to him, he will dare to kill them.

For example, Miko Kaorama must die as long as she has Chinese blood on her hands!

Although the Japanese hate him to the core, they dare not blatantly shoot cold guns behind the back on the American territory. They just need to pay attention in the future. Now he hopes that the Japanese can come to the door openly and bravely.

Back in the dormitory, it was less than ten o'clock. Zhou Zhihan went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into Chinese standard equipment, wearing a student hat, rode the bicycle he had exchanged for last night, left the West Point Military Academy gate, and rode to the old cowboy's hotel.

He now rode his bike without slowing down from beginning to end. In less than an hour, he arrived at the old cowboy's hotel.

Seeing Zhou Zhihan parked his bicycle at the entrance of the hotel and walked into the hotel, the old cowboy pointed at a stool.

The two of them didn't speak. Although they had not known each other for a long time, they admired each other and said that they had a good friendship, but they could just pee in a pot.

That's enough!

Zhou Zhihan sat on the stool, took out two cigarettes, and threw one to the old cowboy.

The old cowboy lit a cigarette, and the brim of the hat was pressed very low. Zhou Zhihan couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he could feel the wisdom of his eyes: "At about two o'clock last night, the three Japanese asked me when you came to live and how many days have you been there."

"It's indeed a Japanese!" Zhou Zhihan said, and the scene of these three Japanese entering the Chinese boss's small restaurant last night.

Madan, it happened to be right. Before I could find them, the Japanese came to the door instead.

"I just told them that you are Chinese, and I don't know what your name is and what you do."

At this time, accommodation in American hotels does not require an ID card, and hotels like Old Cowboy are even less needed. When you come, you can stay there.

Zhou Zhihan smiled: "Next time they ask you, you will tell them that Zhou Zhihan, the international students of West Point Military Academy, are always waiting for their big drive!"

The old cowboy was very calm and was not surprised that Zhou Zhihan was a student of the pastry spot: "When I heard the three of them chatting, I also mentioned the Western Spot Flying Military Academy. It seemed that one of them was also a student in that military academy."

"oh!"

Zhou Zhihan suddenly became interested.

The old cowboy raised her legs on the table: "A young Japanese student said she had seen you in some Air Force Academy."

"Randolf Air Force Academy?"

"Yes, yes, it's Randolph Air Force Academy. He said he was a student of the same grade as you, and said that you seemed to have failed because of something. Later, when a guest came, I didn't listen carefully!"

Zhou Zhihan was not embarrassed at all and smiled. He was sure that the old cowboy was giving him face: "Are they still here now?"

"They left just after dawn!"

"Oh! I'm going to have a nap, don't let your girls and anyone disturb me, I have important things to do in the afternoon."

The old cowboy didn't say anything, took the key from the wall beside her and threw it to Zhou Zhihan.

Zhou Zhihan took the key upstairs, and the sound of an old cowboy came from behind him.

"Sarah Palin cleaned it yesterday at noon, and the room was clean."

"Thank you! Tell her that you have time to invite her to drink!"

Zhou Zhihan entered the room, thought about it, and took out the sign of Do Not Disturb and hung it outside the door.

Living in an old cowboy's hotel is just a temporary measure and should not stay for a long time. You should find a house not far from the military academy to live alone to facilitate your flying skills.

Moreover, he has excellent hearing. Sometimes indescribable sounds come from the room next door next door, and he can hear them.

The most important thing is that Japanese people have been here recently.

Those sounds were not something he wanted to hear on purpose, but those indescribable sounds, which reached his ears, and then his ears couldn't help but listen.

Looking back at what the old cowboy said just now, it should be that among the three Japanese people yesterday, one of them was also at Randolph Air Force Academy. Could this young man be the one who stared at him for a few seconds yesterday at the entrance of the hotel?

Zhou Zhihan had no impression of this Japanese, including what Randolph Air Force Academy looked like, his memory was a little blurred, and even the faces of the students who came from China were a little unfamiliar.

Could this be because some of the ex's memories gradually disappear?

Zhou Zhihan was not sure about this. Anyway, since he killed Miko Kaorama that night, his ex's consciousness has never influenced him again.

This is a good thing!
Chapter completed!