"What's the point of training soldiers? It's better to accompany this beauty to practice martial arts with that free time." Chu You'er snorted while biting the lollipop.

Fa Jiang scratched his head and could understand a little bit why this little girl was so strong and she was simply a cultivator.

Shen Lang walked towards the group of special forces soldiers who were training.

These are just special forces affiliated with Longteng, and of course there is no way to compare with Longteng's team members.

But letting a guy of Shen Lang teach him is equivalent to killing a chicken with a slaughter.

There is no need for Fajiang to interfere in this kind of thing.

Shen Lang glanced at everyone, and then said aloud: "My name is Shen Lang. Before the next action, I will serve as your commander and instructor!"

"Hello instructor!"

Although the sound is quite loud, it is not so cooperative, not so uniform, and even a little lazy.

These special forces soldiers had already received the news very early, knowing that Shen Lang was their new commander.

But this new commander never showed his face, which made these young special forces soldiers feel a little unhappy.

Some people's faces are full of dissatisfaction, some people's faces are disappointed, and some people's faces are even disdainful.

I thought some ruthless person had come, but I didn't expect it to be a yellow-haired boy.

Such a tender and tender boy is their chief? Who can convince him?

It’s a joke that a yellow-haired boy who is younger than them points fingers at them!

"Stand up!" Seeing that the soldiers below were all dissipating lazily, Shen Lang shouted.

Sneaks kept coming from below.

Shen Lang had no expression on his face, and the fool could see that these guys were not convinced that he was the chief.

These special forces from the Storm Commando are all soldiers who survived the devil's training. They are all elites and are used to being self-conceited. If Shen Lang doesn't show off his skills, it will be difficult to shock these guys.

Shen Lang didn't want to talk too much and sneered: "Whoever you don't agree, stand up if you don't agree!"

"I'm not convinced!"

"Haha, I'm not convinced!"

Everyone stood up one after another.

Someone even joked in the crowd: "Hahaha, boy, you haven't grown all your hair yet?"

Everyone stood up and all expressed dissatisfaction. Sneaks kept coming from the crowd, which was very harsh. Looking at the young "Super General Chen" in front of him, he was naturally happy to watch the show.

Seeing that no one was convinced by him, Shen Lang smiled and said coldly: "It's normal not to accept it. He doesn't have any blood and doesn't look like Long Teng's soldiers. You can go together, I will make you obediently accept me."

The entire Storm Commando everyone was stunned for a moment and looked at each other one by one. This is not a joke.

One person deals with hundreds of special forces elites. Chief Chen is too arrogant. He really thinks he is Long Teng's vanguard? At this time, a tight and strong man walked out. Everyone was about 1.9 meters tall and weighed 200 kilograms. This man was the oldest senior in the Storm Commando and the number one master of the Storm Commando. He was named Chen Dong, everyone was

Call him Brother Dong.

He is still a master of training, a five-star master, and his kung fu is quite good.

Chen Dong looked at Shen Lang and laughed: "Sir Chen, you are so angry. If you want to deal with our entire Storm Commando alone, I can't afford to lose that face. Let's do this, we one-on-one!"

"Come on, Brother Dong!"

"Brother Dong got him!"

"Brother Dong, let that kid see the strength of our Storm Commando!"

Before Shen Lang could speak, the person below began to cheer.

"Did I tell you to join alone? Are you the commander or I am the commander!" Shen Lang glanced at Chen Dong and said provocatively: "If you are a man, don't talk, let's go together!"

Chen Dong smiled: "Precisely because you are the chief, I am worried that my brothers will hurt you or get disabled later, that will be bad."

Shen Lang laughed dryly: "Don't worry, my body is very thick. If you don't believe it, you can try to punch me three times! If my body moves, I will immediately quit the position of the chief!"

Chen Dong's eyes lit up after hearing Shen Lang's words: "Are you saying true?"

"Of course it's true!" Shen Lang nodded.

"Okay! Sir, I hope you can keep your promise!" Chen Dong said with a smile.

Everyone was not convinced by this Chief Shen Lang. If such a person became his chief, their Storm Commando's position in Longteng was invisibly reduced.

If he could be beaten away, it would be great! Many people have this idea.

"Are you ready? Come quickly!" Shen Lang shouted impatiently when he saw Chen Dong posing.

Chen Dong is posing in Bajiquan, which is also Long Teng’s open martial arts.

This kind of martial arts is somewhat deficient for ordinary Longteng team members, but for special forces, it is a very powerful martial arts technique, and it is good at a wide range of areas.

But there are very few special forces who can really practice to the level of integration.

"Brother Dong beat him away!"

A group of people cheered for Chen Dong, and a group of people watched silence for the new instructor.

"Drink!" With a low shout, Chen Dong punched, his fist like an iron hammer, and a sharp fist wind blew towards Shen Lang's abdomen.

Chen Dong only used 80% of his strength and left a small hand. He didn't want to just kill the new commander into the hospital and make enemies with him.

The members of the Storm Commando had a relaxed expression on their faces. They had already had a premonition that Shen Lang would be knocked away by a punch, and the little instructor was about to say goodbye to them.

But the result was somewhat unexpected.

Chen Dong punched Shen Lang's abdomen, and a muffled sound could be heard, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But soon, the smile on Chen Dong's face instantly frozen, and he felt that his fist was not hitting a person's stomach, but hitting an extremely thick steel plate.

Shen Lang was punched, but his body remained motionless, as if nothing had happened.

On the contrary, Chen Dong's right fist hurt, a little surprised that this boy's skin was too solid, right?

Seeing Chen Dong punching, Shen Lang didn't move at all, and even showed no sign of retreating. Each member of the Storm Commando was stunned.

Chen Dong's strength is the best in the entire Storm Commando. He is also a four-star master. No one would doubt his strength. He could not defeat the average instructor in front of him.

"It doesn't hurt or itchy, I haven't eaten, right? Keep punching me twice." Shen Lang snorted.
Chapter completed!