Then there was no one to fight 3000. Soon, Zeng Shan came out at the door of the headquarters and shouted:

"Commander!"

Everyone immediately stood at attention, including big Liu, whose hands were swollen into balloons, grinned and puffed, and raised his head and chest.

Yang Qiu could not help but straighten her waist and stood aside and dared not move.

A burst of footsteps sounded. A burly but thin middle-aged general came out of the door of the headquarters. Behind him were the head of the guard and the head of the special war.

Seeing commander Leng, all the special forces were shocked suddenly, as if they had more strength all over.

Yang Qiu's heart couldn't help pumping slightly.

My father-in-law is not simple.

These soldiers, loyal to him, are close to a belief.

Even Leng Jianjun said that these soldiers were willing to die for him.

What kind of faith is this?

Yang Qiu can't imagine what kind of combat effectiveness such an army can break out.

If these soldiers are all monks, they will still be so loyal to and believe in one person, then what terrible energy will these monks burst out?

An army of monks.

Yang Qiu's mind suddenly jumped out of this idea.

He quickly shook his head. At this time, Leng Aoxue came out from behind the two leaders, and then came directly to Yang Qiu. Unexpectedly, in full view of the public, as everyone's face, he stretched out his hand to tidy up Yang Qiu's clothes and collar.

Everyone took a breath.

Leng Aoxue!

Iceberg beauty!

She treats men like dirt. She looks cold to other men, even to the commander.

She went to tidy up a man's cuffs and clothes.

That feeling is like a big man holding an orchid finger in his hand.

Even Zeng Shan thinks there are ghosts today.

Weird!

Incomparably weird!

In this atmosphere, commander Leng almost lost his mind. He snorted coldly and shouted:

"Disband!"

All the special forces roared, and then the loud whistle and roar sounded. There were 3000 people, and no one left.

Big Liu bared his teeth, shook his fist and rushed up, with an unconvinced expression on his face:

"Brother in law, what the fuck is this Kung Fu?"

A brother-in-law suddenly caused a burst of laughter, and countless people immediately surrounded Yang Qiu and Leng Aoxue.

Zeng Shan came over with two regiments, smiled and punched Yang Qiu heavily on the shoulder:

"Good boy, let's go. The commander wants to see you!"

Big Liu didn't give up. Zeng Shan looked at everyone and said faintly:

"It's all scattered. In a few days, Yang Qiu will personally come and guide you."

Yang Qiu was stunned, but big Liu and others applauded. The atmosphere was too warm.

It was easy to squeeze out. Yang Qiu looked at the cold and arrogant Xu around her and asked in a low voice:

"What does brother Zeng mean?"

Leng Aoxue glanced at him and said faintly:

"Go in and you'll know in a minute."

When she went upstairs again, Zeng Shan didn't follow up. Leng Aoxue took Yang Qiu directly to the end of the second floor and opened the door. This is her home.

A very simple suite, the living room is not big, only sofa, coffee table and TV, not even an ornament.

The dining room and the living room are integrated. When Leng Aoxue opened the door, Leng commander had taken off his military uniform and sat in the dining room.

On the table are the things Yang Qiu sent this time, including fried scallion with local eggs, stewed radish with hare, and shredded Swertia meat by hand.

One bottle of Maotai wine, two cups and three pairs of chopsticks.

After Leng Aoxue went in, Yang Qiu dared not go in. General Leng didn't lift his head and said faintly:

"Get in!"

Yang Qiu hurried over and was about to sit down. Leng Aoxue said coldly:

"Wash your hands!"

Yang Qiu hurriedly turned around and went to the bathroom on one side. After coming out, she sat rigidly opposite commander Leng, while Leng Aoxue sat next to him.

Commander Leng is eating a piece of Swertia meat, but he still doesn't look at Yang Qiu:

"It's good. Send me some more during the new year. I want to give it away."

Yang Qiu was so happy that she quickly promised. Then she reached out and unscrewed the bottle of wine and respectfully poured a glass to commander Leng.

He had seen commander Leng once before, but that time he only met once and didn't talk.

But now it's different from before. I gave someone else's daughter to that, which has completely changed in essence.

He wiped his hands, took up the wine glass and drank it dry. Without greeting Yang Qiu, commander Leng grabbed another piece of Swertia meat and said while chewing:

"Tomorrow, I'm going to set up an officer training regiment. You'll be the instructor. I don't want you to turn them into a pervert like dragon thorn, but you can't be weaker than them!"

Yang Qiu couldn't help shivering all over. Then he looked at Leng Aoxue. Leng Aoxue was slowly drinking soup with a spoon. There was no trembling in his hand, and there was no expression on his face.

"That... Cold... Uncle, this officer training regiment, I don't think I need to come forward? I have something here...! "

Commander Leng still didn't even lift his head. He carefully ate the roe meat on his hand. Then he wiped his hand again, took a drink from his wine glass and said faintly:

"I know what you're talking about. That marrow washing pill is a good thing, but things are dead and people are alive! I value your things and your skills. If you want to marry my daughter, you must show enough sincerity. "

In front of commander Leng, Yang Qiu has no possibility to talk about conditions at all. So far, the other party's attitude has not looked at him. Obviously, this is very dissatisfied with him.

This dissatisfaction comes from the many women around him, and also from the actions Leng Aoxue did just now as everyone's face.

Yang Qiu's heart is like a mirror. This is a battle between father and daughter!

Why did Leng Aoxue go to dragon sting? It is estimated that there is also a story.

According to Leng Aoxue's strength, if she stays in the garrison of Gyeonggi, her position today must be the head of the special regiment.

forget it. Promise first!

"Yes, uncle!"

Seeing Yang Qiu's promise, commander Leng slowly raised his head, looked at him, and then said a word, which made Yang Qiu's hair stand up.

"Boy, did you have a relationship with Aoxue?"

Yang Qiu's face turned red. He snorted for a long time and didn't know what to say.

"Do it and do it. What do you dare not admit?"

Commander Leng looked up at Yang Qiu and said seriously:

"She can have no name, but the first child must have my last name."

Yang Qiu didn't have much opinion about the child's mother's surname, but he couldn't bear to say it so plainly when commander Leng met for the first time.

"You're good!"

Commander Leng suddenly stretched out his greasy hand, patted Yang Qiu heavily on his shoulder and said with a smile:

"I like you very much."