The ultimate bodyguard of the wealthy goddess

Although Cheng Feng was not in uniform, seeing Song Jiaying's seductive figure tightly wrapped in the military uniform, a hot current gushed out of his lower abdomen involuntarily.

"Big beauty Song, it seems like you haven't come to training for a while, what kind of wind brought you here today?" Cheng Feng said after turning his gaze away.

"You still have the nerve to say, I can't see you every time I come to training, are you hiding from me on purpose?" Song Jiaying asked, the way Cheng Feng looked at her just now gave her a sense of accomplishment.

"Of course not, you know, I have a job, unlike the prodigal sons who are idle all day long, of course you will see them often, I have to go to work to earn money to support my family!" Cheng Feng replied seriously.

"Go, there isn't a single truth in your mouth!" Song Jiaying would not believe his nonsense.

After a pause, he continued: "Didn't you promise the old man to go to the barracks to give guidance to the soldiers of the Special Forces below? I'm here to pick you up today, let's go!"

"Ah? Let's go now?" Cheng Feng remembered that he had indeed promised Song Weiqiao.

"Yeah, can't you? Do you want the prodigal son to hold a farewell ceremony for you?" Song Jiaying asked angrily.

"Uh... okay then." Cheng Feng scratched his head and followed Song Jiaying into her military jeep.

An hour later, the two arrived at the Yanhai Security Command. Song Weiqiao was already waiting for them in the office.

"Old man, I brought it to you." Song Jiaying said after the two followed the secretary into Song Weiqiao's office.

"What are you talking about, girl!" Song Weiqiao glared at Song Jiaying, then looked at Cheng Feng and said, "Cheng Feng, I finally invited you here, please sit down."

"Hehe, Commander Song, you're welcome. I haven't had time to thank Commander Song in person for the incident last time!" Cheng Feng said with a smile, referring to the incident that Captain Huang took people to Hongda Group last time.

"Brother Cheng, you are slapping me in the face. I should be the one apologizing to you." Song Weiqiao said.

Hearing Song Weiqiao's name, Song Jiaying who was sitting on the side quit: "Old man, what kind of messy address are you calling, according to your name, then I'm going to call him uncle?"

"Uh..." Cheng Feng felt a headache. He didn't know what it was like to have such a big niece.

"Oh, haha, I didn't think carefully, so let's just call the names, otherwise it's a bit messy." Song Weiqiao laughed loudly.

"Have you two finished talking? If you finish talking, go down for a walk. Don't you want Cheng Feng to give them some advice?" Song Jiaying glanced at her old man and said.

"Well, let's go now, Cheng Feng, don't be too stingy, the bastards of the special forces in the security area are all a bunch of frogs at the bottom of the well. There are people, there is a sky beyond the sky." Song Weiqiao said loudly.

The three of them then came to the training ground of the Special Operations Brigade. A group of soldiers were training in the morning. The three of them came to the fighting field. After seeing Song Weiqiao, an instructor ran over to salute Song Weiqiao: "Commander, what instructions do you have?" !"

"There is no instruction today, tell all your people to assemble." Song Weiqiao roared loudly.

"Yes!" After saluting, the instructor turned to a group of soldiers and said, "All are there, assemble!"

After a while, all assembled, Song Weiqiao pointed to the instructor and introduced to Cheng Feng: "Cheng Feng, this is Wang Hui, one of their instructors."

Then he pointed to Cheng Feng and said to Wang Hui: "This is Cheng Feng, who is also a role model for you to learn from. I called him here today to let you see what a soldier king is!"

"Hello!" After listening to Song Weiqiao's introduction, Wang Hui stretched out his right hand and said to Cheng Feng.

"Hello!" Cheng Feng smiled and shook his hand and nodded.

As soon as he took the opponent's hand, he felt a strong force pouring into his palm, and then he understood the opponent's intention, this is to give himself a blow.

So he smiled and exerted a little force, but the other party seemed not to admit defeat, and increased his force again.

Cheng Feng looked at Song Jiaying at this moment. Song Jiaying had already seen Wang Hui's intentions, so she smiled and nodded slightly with Cheng Feng, and Cheng Feng knew it.

When Cheng Feng exerted force again, Wang Hui clearly felt that he was not on the same level as the opponent. His palm felt like being clamped by a pair of big iron clamps, and he felt severe pain. Ashamed, he gritted his teeth and didn't shout out.

But he was already shocked in his heart. As the instructor of the Yanhai Garrison Special Operations Brigade, just as Song Weiqiao said, he had absolute confidence in his own skills.

But through the first sparring with Cheng Feng, his self-confidence was destroyed in an instant. What made him despair was not that he lost, but that he felt that the gap between himself and the other party was so great that it was hard to hold a candle to.

Cheng Feng felt that the heat was almost ready, so he let go of his palm, and then said with a smile: "Instructor Wang has accepted."

"Cheng Feng, you don't need to save face for them, these bastards just need to be hit, otherwise their tails will be up to the sky!" Song Weiqiao roared loudly, of course he also saw Wang Hui's intention just now.

"Report to the commander, I want to have a game with Mr. Cheng!" A big man in the team raised his hand and said.

"Hey, you've got the guts, is there anyone else who wants to come out and try?" Song Weiqiao continued to shout.

"I!" "I!" "I!" Then three soldiers raised their right hands.

"Okay, although the strength is not very good, the courage is not bad, and it is still worthy of my name as Song Weiqiao!" Song Weiqiao said loudly and looked at Cheng Feng: "Cheng Feng, can you please give them a loose bone first?"

Although Song Weiqiao didn't know Cheng Feng's full strength, but based on what he knew about Cheng Feng, it was impossible for anyone in his entire security area to be his opponent, so he was not worried that Cheng Feng would be beaten by the soldiers below. hurt.

"Uh... that's fine." Cheng Feng nodded. He is a soldier himself, and he knows very well that soldiers speak with their fists. If he doesn't convince them first, they will never calm down and listen to him. lecturing.

"I'll go first!" said the big one at the beginning.

"Big piece, don't fight me, I'll come first!" Among them was a young man with a cropped cut, who was eager to try.

"To save some time, the four of you go up together." Cheng Feng looked at the four people in front of him and said calmly.

I go!

As soon as he said this, everyone except Song Weiqiao and his daughter wanted to be rude.

Does he know what a special warfare brigade is? They are the elite of the elite. How dare a kid like him say that he is one against four?