Chu Jingfeng knew that the commander took out 100000 yuan as a reward, but yunmenglong didn't take any points, but gave them all to his men. Isn't such a boss worth serving him? If Chu Jingfeng had a little reservation about yunmenglong before, he was really determined this time. Yunmenglong also loves money, and he loves it very much, but he is not stingy. He knows that he must spend the money he should spend. If you want to make the soldiers work hard, you have to pay clear rewards and punishments. It is not possible to rely only on the high-pressure policy. In that way, they can only be afraid, not convinced.

Yunmenglong is obviously a genius. He knows how to subdue everyone's heart. Unity is strength.

Chu Jingfeng took a deep breath: "don't worry, boss. I'll let my brothers remember the kindness of the boss."

Yunmenglong happily patted Chu Jingfeng on the shoulder and said, "you still know me. Tomorrow I'm going to see the legendary wind Thunder Tiger. Is it a tiger or a cat? Go and investigate his information. The more detailed, the better."

"Yes, boss." Chu Jingfeng then said, "boss, you should be careful. The wind, thunder and tiger are not in vain."

Yunmenglong laughed and left, spreading his domineering spirit and covering the school field.

After the cock sang three times, yunmenglong jumped out of bed with a somersault. Yi Rong turned himself into a more handsome guy. Shi Wutian looked at himself in the mirror and was secretly jealous. Shit, this son of a bitch looks so good. If someone is as handsome as Shi Wutian, he really doesn't have to mix with yunmenglong.

Yunmenglong breathes the fresh air of the countryside, and the grass with dew emits a fresh smell. Yunmenglong took a deep breath, and the leaves didn't touch the body.

Lengyun mountains stretch almost the whole Yunhai City, which is convenient for yunmenglong. Yunmenglong couldn't fly in public like Nezha, so he had to run wildly in the deserted mountain. Across the green grass, across a dark blue clear lake, galloping in the undulating mountains, the green trees are tall and powerful, and the cold wind whistling when the cloud dream dragon passes makes the leaves dance dynamically.

An old disreputable tree has become aware. He said to a tree with the same longevity next to him in tree language: "Hey, you see the boy who just flew over. He flies so fast. When can I fly?"

"Don't talk, let him hear," whispered another tree.