I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

The middle-aged man turned his head and said to the young man: "Er baby, you've heard about it, right? It's up to you to decide whether to sign up or not. But I'm going to say something ugly first. If you just mess around with those people in society, If you continue to mess around, you'll end up in a cage sooner or later, and then you won't regret taking the medicine!"

The young man said angrily: "Dad, please don't say so unpleasant things, okay? I have no contact with people in society at all! Aren't I just playing with Da Dong and Xiao Jiang? They are the same as me." I graduated from high school but didn’t go to college, and I looked for work in the city but couldn’t find a suitable job, so why did I end up like a loser?”

"As long as you don't become bad guys! I'm afraid that you guys will be led astray by the bad guys in society! You can tell yourself, do you want to participate in security training?" the middle-aged man yelled.

Sanwa had an unpretentious look on her face and asked, "Can I learn some real books during the training here?"

Li Zhengfeng said with a smile: "That's right. Our company is a formal company. The training content includes what you like, including grappling, equipment, Ruyi Quan, etc. The security guards from our company have solid skills and are first-class in border towns. In the last two periods, several students have gone directly to work as security guards or bodyguards for large companies and big bosses, and the wages and benefits are quite high!"

Upon hearing this, Sanwa took out her mobile phone and went to the side to make a call.

The middle-aged man muttered: "Damn it, what's the big deal about making a phone call at this time? I really ate too much!"

But despite the scolding, he still waited patiently at the table.

When Zhu Qingyu saw that this uncle was so honest, he took out a soft Chinese stick and handed it to him, took out a lighter and lit it for him, saying, "Uncle teaches his children well, how pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are!"

The middle-aged man said: "These days, these kids are useless at learning to fly. They had to repeat the third grade of junior high school before getting into high school. After graduating from high school, they didn't get into college! Ask them to farm but they won't do it. Ask them to learn carpentry from me. He's tired! But he can't just play like this all day long, so I just saw your advertisement and dragged him here."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Sanwa came over and said to Li Zhengfeng: "Report, the three of us will report together!"

"Three people? Where are the other two?" Li Zhengfeng asked.

"They are coming soon, you can register first. I, Yang Sanwa, am nineteen years old; Yang Wentao, twenty; and Yang Shui'an, nineteen. I am from Yangjia Village, Hedong Office, Biancheng City, and live near the strange stone beach on Huandong Road... …”

Zheng Wei listened and recorded it quickly, while Li Zhengfeng repeated it next to make sure the information was correct.

Just after the registration was completed, two young men about 1.7 meters tall with the same red hair arrived. They were panting and it looked like they had run all the way.

"By the way, how much is the registration fee?" Yang Sanwa asked.

"The training fee is 800 yuan per person, the living expenses are 600 yuan per person, and the accommodation fee is 100 yuan per person. The total is 1,500 yuan per person, and the training time is two months." Li Zhengfeng said fluently, regarding these charges He knew the standards by heart.

When Yang Sanwa heard this, he swallowed his saliva and looked at his father and stopped talking. Yang Wentao and Yang Shui'an just stared at each other.

At this time, Uncle Yang came over with a smile and said to Zhu Qingyu: "Hey, boss, can you make it cheaper? The three of them signed up together, just like buying clothes, they should get a discount!"

Zhu Qingyu said: "Our charging standards have been approved and filed by the regional public security bureau and price bureau. We will not charge a penny more. It will be the same for anyone. Please understand and support me."

Uncle Yang clapped his hands and said: "Okay, I just want you to say these two sentences. In this case, why not have fun? I will report Yang Sanwa's case immediately, and they will be responsible for the other two." After that, He took out a rough artificial leather wallet, counted fifteen large sheets and handed them to Li Zhengfeng.

Yang Wentao and Yang Shui'an secretly pinched Yang Sanwa's buttocks and winked at him. Yang Sanwa pulled his mouth in pain and asked his father: "Dad, they don't have any money, can you advance the money first?" Did you report them together?"

Uncle Yang gave him a sharp look and said, "You are so meddlesome! One thousand and five hundred yuan per person is not a hundred yuan. Where can I get so much money to cover it? No!"

When Yang Sanwa heard this, she snorted and said, "Then I won't retaliate! The three of us will go kill the society. If we don't have money, we will steal and rob!"

After hearing this, Uncle Yang's face suddenly turned livid, and he pointed at Yang Sanwa and said: "You, you, you have the guts... you're so mad at me!"

Seeing this, Zhu Qingyu hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him: "Uncle Yang, don't be angry. Let's do this. The two of them will hand it over later. Sign up first. It doesn't matter!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Sanwa immediately clapped her hands happily and said, "Really? That's a good relationship. Yang Wentao and Yang Shui'an, you have to come and make up for it later, otherwise you will lose your credit!"

Yang Wentao and Yang Shui'an were also happy and said, "Don't worry, I will pay it forward on the first day I come to participate in the training!"

Seeing that Mr. Zhu had expressed his stance, Li Zhengfeng issued a receipt for each of the three people, and wrote an extra word "owed" on the receipts of Yang Wentao and Yang Shui'an. Zheng Wei took out three more registration notices, one for each of the three people.

The three of them reported their names and were about to leave, but saw chaotic footsteps and roars coming from the street. Zhu Qingyu looked up and saw more than a dozen people in black short coats rushing over with swords in hand. He thought it was... While chasing the thief, unexpectedly these people rushed straight towards the security training registration desk!

When they were wondering, they saw the faces of Yang Sanwa and the three of them full of fear. They were about to run away, but unexpectedly they were surrounded by this group of people.

"Run, run! Let me see where the three of you can run?" said a strong man with red trim on his clothes in front of him. He had a fleshy face, a scar on his forehead, and a scar on his chin. A tuft of beard, maybe the leader of this gang.

"I, I, I didn't, didn't run away..." Yang Wentao stammered, his voice buzzing like a mosquito, and he hid behind Uncle Yang as he spoke.

Seeing this, Uncle Yang stepped forward, held his hands in his hands and said, "Fellow gentlemen, I was the one who pulled my son away on the street just now. I also asked those two to come. Just let them go. I'll give them to you." You can’t accompany me anymore!” After saying that, he bowed his head and bowed.

"Who cares about you bowing! In one sentence, do you want to join or not? If you do, then come with us. If you don't, you will be shot!" yelled "A Tuft of Hair".

"I said to you, brother, please spare the three of them. We are our own people and don't want to join your gang. I also advise you not to stay in the gang. Come out and do something serious. You are still young... …”

Before he finished speaking, "A Tuft of Hair" and a knife were placed on Uncle Yang's neck with a "whoosh" sound. Uncle Yang was shocked and his whole body was trembling, but "San Yang" behind him suddenly hid. Behind Zhu Qingyu.

"A Tuft of Hair"'s eyes followed, but met Zhu Qingyu's eyes.

"A handful of hair" saw Zhu Qingyu's divine eyes. Zhu Qingyu was wearing a white training shirt, holding his hands on his chest, looking majestic and condescending. "A Tuft of Hair" suddenly trembled, thinking: Who is this? It's like a god!

But then he thought: Where is God in broad daylight? God is not born yet! In the border town, the people of the Qinglong Gang are gods!

So he looked away and was about to make a few sarcastic remarks, but unexpectedly, a huge advertisement behind him caught his eye. He looked at the advertisement and read: "The security company in the border town is recruiting students for spring hair protection training... Haha, The three of you want to take part in security training. Hey, there is a lot of potential! But as far as I know, this security company is about to close down, and it even recruits people randomly under the sign. Even the training should go to Wanfu City. Go to the security company in the border city. Isn’t this obviously against our boss? Brothers, come on and smash their billboards!"

"A handful of hair" said, and with a wave of his hand, the people behind roared and rushed forward.

At this time, Li Zhengfeng and Zheng Wei had already stood up, with their eyes wide open and their fists clenching loudly. When they saw the opponent coming towards them, they rushed forward without hesitation!

Li Zhengfeng stood on the registration table with one hand, stepped over the table, and kicked his yin and yang legs in the air! Just a few "pop" sounds were heard, and the two yellow hairs in the front immediately fell to the ground!

Zheng Wei was an armed policeman, and his moves were even more direct. He took the wooden stool behind and swung it. "A handful of hair" didn't expect him to strike so quickly and viciously. He was about to slap him on the head, so he violently He took a breath, stretched out his hand to block it, and with a "crack" sound, the wooden bench suddenly shattered!

But "a tuft of hair" just patted his sleeves, looking calm, as if nothing had happened!

"A handful of hair" snorted coldly and took a step forward lazily. Suddenly he raised his foot and smashed the table in front of Zheng Wei!

Zheng Wei took a breath. How much force does it take to throw a table weighing dozens of kilograms like a small stone? Moreover, the table has reached the chest and cannot be avoided. It seems that he is dead!

At this moment, he saw a flash of white light, and the table suddenly paused in front of him, and then smashed in the opposite direction at a faster speed!

"A tuft of hair" exclaimed, wondering what's going on? How can this be! Just as he was about to turn around and dodge, the table came crashing towards him with a roar and a fierce wind!

With a "bang" sound, the wooden table hit the backs of him and several people next to him. They were immediately knocked to the ground, their mouths gnawed on the ground, their lips were cracked, several front teeth fell out, and their lumbar vertebrae were probably almost broken.

Over there, Li Zhengfeng was fighting with several people. He shook out the iron rope he carried with him, catching, pulling, waving or tying it. His movements were fast and his momentum was strong. One man could defeat several people without any fear!

Here, three people were hit by wooden stools, and two people touched their waists and ejaculated in pain. It seemed that their lumbar vertebrae were really broken.

But "a tuft of hair" stood up! He twisted his waist, smiled strangely, his eyes flashed fiercely, and when he shook his head, there was a "pop" sound, and an invisible flying needle flew towards Zhu Qingyu!

At this time, Zhu Qingyu happened to turn his head to look at Li Zhengfeng, not paying attention to the hidden weapon of "A Pinch of Hair". Zheng Wei saw that Zhu Qingyu was about to be shot, and he turned pale with fright and let out an exclamation!

At this moment, Zhu Qingyu raised his right hand, put his two thumbs close to his ears, and held the flying needle as if holding a mosquito. He put it in front of his eyes and threw it on the ground.

"Holy shit! What kind of kung fu is this? It's so scary!" "A Tuft of Hair" exclaimed.