star lord returns

When the captain was also thrown to the ground by Nan Jing's anger, the vanguards were silent and stunned by Nan Jing's ferocious appearance——

What about the one who promised to open the back door and come in?

"Both go together."

Nan Jing arrogantly raised two middle fingers at the soldiers below.

Then he realized that he was not the only one who couldn't stand the excitement.

"You guys really go together?"

Nan Jing stared wide-eyed, looking at the two big men eager to try, pretending to be scared.

There is a play!

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the vanguard screamed, clapping their hands to cheer up their brothers——

"Go! Kill him! Let him be arrogant!"

Nan Jing shook off the sweat on his forehead, and the light shone on the steam-covered muscles, as if they could shine.

Haven't played so well in a long time.

"Emma, ​​I'm so scared, you can be gentle."

Nan Jing shook his body and laughed arrogantly.

"Fuck, Ge Laozi will destroy you today!"

Al gnawed a cherry tomato, smiled, and raised his arm to put it on the shoulder of the person next to him.

Fuck, the shoulders seem to be a little high, and they almost missed it.

Al slid his body and subconsciously grabbed the arm of the person next to him.

"Why are you so tall?"

Al complained, changed his posture, put his arm around the man's shoulder, and stuffed another cherry tomato into his mouth.

"My brother, isn't my brother amazing?"

"It's really amazing."

The voice is highly recognizable and sounds pleasant.

Al tsk tut: "I have vision, let me tell you, even if my brother's level is enough to beat up some general Shen, it would be useless. A few slaps will definitely force him to fall off."

The person next to him laughed, and raised his hand to take the cherry tomatoes in Al's hand with precision.

Al was stunned for a moment, and looked at the people next to him through the dim light.

A pretty side face appeared in sight, and there was a faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and the curved arc seemed a little dangerous.

Al's heart beats two beats faster.

"You, are you hungry? I also hid two packs of chicken feet with pickled peppers. Would you like to eat them together?"

Shen Qiao nodded with a smile, and put the cherry tomatoes into the pocket of the military uniform.

He was about to burst out laughing, where did this kid come from, unexpectedly he couldn't even tell his face up to now.

Al: "Brother, what's your name? Why haven't I seen you in the vanguard?"

The front was already surrounded by vanguards, and Al and Shen Qiao were standing at the back, so no one noticed Shen Qiao's arrival.

Shen Qiao said, "What do you think I do?"

Al looked at Shen Qiao's body, although he looked thin, but when he scratched his arm just now, Al knew that there would be no shortage of muscles on his body, and they were all stiff.

"Are you Admiral Shen's personal guard?" Al asked.

At this time, the two people passed over everyone's heads one after the other, and smashed in the direction of Shen Qiao and Aier.

Shen Qiao raised her hand and lightly caught the person.

"Ouch, thanks buddy."

A vanguard with a dark circle under his eye looked up and his jaw dropped to the ground.

He quickly stood up straight, snapped a military salute, and said loudly, "General!"

The sound was so deafening that it almost knocked off the dust on the lamp.

All eyes were on Shen Qiao.

Al was dumbfounded.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and trembling, he walked back step by step, his eyelids twitched wildly, trying to hide himself behind everyone.

He doesn't recognize me, doesn't recognize me, doesn't recognize me, doesn't recognize me...

The lights on the training ground were turned on.

Shen Qiao's true face appeared in front of Nan Jing.

Nan Jing stood in the center of the stage, squinted his eyes to adapt to the sudden light, and looked at Admiral Shen.

He does have a good skin, but his heart is too dark.

Shen Qiao glanced at the vanguard soldiers, and said with a half-smile: "How does it feel to be beaten?"

Pioneers: "..."

Admiral Shen's poisonous tongue skill is about to be activated again, and they will definitely be scolded bloody!

The captain took the lead, put down his hand covering his shoulder, resisted the urge to grin his teeth, and said, "It's not very good."

Shen Qiao said with a playful smile: "I think you guys are having a good time, let's forget about the wheel battle, two people fight one, and I lost the fight, it's really Geou's embarrassment to our army commander."

I didn't feel it during the fight, but now that Shen Qiao said that, the morale of the vanguard immediately fell.

They were the elites who fought with real guns and guns, but lost to the most despised airborne soldiers one after another. This kind of blow would be absolutely devastating.

Nanjing also suddenly realized the seriousness of this problem.

He only wanted to fight heartily, but he ignored the importance of boosting morale before the battle.

Touching his nose, Nan Jing jumped down from the platform, passed through the dejected vanguards, and came to Shen Qiao.

"Report sir, my ancient martial arts are top-notch in the entire empire, not to mention beating them, even beating you is very good."

Nan Jing smiled with curved eyebrows and long eyelashes like a small fan.

There were tears and moles in the corners of his eyes, which added some playfulness to that face.

Before Shen Qiao spoke, the others quit first.

"Grass, boy, don't be too arrogant, I will kill you sooner or later."

Nan Jing shrugged, pretending to sigh: "As far as your level is concerned, I have not exhausted all my strength to achieve this virtue. When I really use my fists and kicks, I am afraid that you will not be able to get out of bed."

If a person is stimulated, he may doubt his own strength.

But if they are stimulated, they will turn their grief and anger into motivation and rekindle their high-spirited fighting spirit.

"Damn it, make an appointment in a few days, dare you?"

"After the battle, I have to have a good fight with you. This place is too small for me to use my fists. When the time comes, I will show you what real ancient martial arts are."

The captain asked: "Brothers, is it embarrassing to lose to the little boy?"

"Shame!" Qi Shushu replied.

Nan Jing: "..."

Fuck me, Shen Qiao is just like a little boy, okay?

The captain raised his arms: "Should we beat him down!?"

"want!"

The sound almost burst Nan Jing's eardrums.

"Can we lose to the Airborne?"

Nan Jing: "Hey, hey, do you need to be so careful?"

Yet his voice was drowned out in "can't".

After the mobilization activities were over, everyone remembered that there was Shen Qiao standing by and watching.

Shen Qiao stayed on Nan Jing's face for a few seconds, and then took out a cherry tomato from her pocket under the eyes of everyone.

Nan Jing: "..."

What the hell!

Al beat his chest and stamped his feet, wishing he could give Shen Qiao a slap in the face!

This bastard is absolutely black-bellied, pure black!

Wait, he seems to have said that he kept pickled peppers and chicken feet privately!

Shen Qiao threw the red cherry tomatoes and said, "Nanjing, is the cherry tomato delicious?"

Nan Jing scolded a few words in his heart, bit the bullet, and nodded.

Shen Qiao smiled slightly, and put the stolen goods back into her pocket.

"Can't speak?"

Nan Jing changed from a hero to a bear, closed his eyes, and said, "Report sir, it's delicious."

Shen Qiao asked playfully, "Did you eat enough?"

Nan Jing's voice was a little low: "Report sir, I'm not full."

"puff--"

There was another burst of laughter, and the group of vanguards laughed vigorously as if they wanted to recover from Nan Jing the place they had just lost.

Nan Jing glared at him fiercely: Wait for me!It must have been beaten lightly.

Shen Qiao's smiling face sank in the next second, her eyes like a poisonous snake swept across everyone's faces, and the laughter immediately fell silent and disappeared.

"A kid who hasn't had enough to eat can beat you like this. Look at your virtues, and you still have a smile? Smile!"

Shen Qiao smiled grimly, and said: "From today, everyone will give me at least four hours of simulated battle training, and if you fail to reach it, you will double the time for me. You don't feel ashamed, this general feels ashamed for you! "

"Yes!"

Shen Qiao's heart is complicated, angry and unhappy.

The soldiers under him are all elites, and the vanguard soldiers are also the elite among the elites, but they are easily eaten up like side dishes in front of Nan Jing, how can he not be depressed?

However, Shen Qiao also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Anyway, this empress is much stronger than the legend, which is also a good thing for him.

After all, as a general, Shen Qiao hated guys who might have a negative impact on the team's operations more than anyone else.

Now it seems that Nanjing may really have two brushes.

Shen Qiao then shook the cherry tomatoes in her hand to Nan Jing, and said, "A hundred push-ups, is there any problem?"

Nan Jing: "...no problem."

How dare there be a problem, there are only a hundred of them, compared to the three hundred of the adjutant, they have already burned a lot, okay?