On the other side of the wooden house, according to the agreement three days ago, Ningyue had already prepared the corresponding meal early and was waiting for Han Sanqian and his group to return to celebrate.

However, the person came back on time, but when Ningyue saw Han Sanqian, the leader, she couldn't help but frown.

"You... are you really going to have a special training?" Ningyue frowned and asked tentatively without believing in evil.

Han Sanqian did not answer, his face looked a little embarrassed.

"Have you met a mad dog on the road? Why are you being tortured like this?" Ningyue said again, but it seems something is wrong when you think about it carefully: "What mad dog can bite you like this?"

Han Sanqian was covered in mess, with various tooth marks on his body, and some of his clothes and pants were torn to pieces, and he really looked like he had just come out of the pile of mad dogs.

"Yes, the mad dog bit me, and there are still a group of people." Han Sanqian rolled his eyes, sighed helplessly, and headed towards the dining table.

Su Yingxia smiled bitterly and said nothing.

But behind him, forty-four special soldiers smiled at Ningyue.

However, looking at the group of people, Ningyue was even more shocked, because when some people were laughing, there were obviously some cloth strips and other things between their teeth.

The color of these cloth strips seems to be very similar to the clothes worn by Han Sanqian...

"Can't it..." Ningyue suddenly remembered something and looked at the forty-four disciples.

They giggled together: "Wool wool!"

Han Sanqian put his head helplessly on the table.

Disgraceful!!

He was bitten by these forty-four "little mad dogs". The key is that he couldn't resist yet, because this is the additional condition for their acceptance of joining the company.

"A group of bastards, it's really ruthless to attack, no, it's just a slight slogging." Han Sanqian thought silently in his heart, extremely depressed.

Thinking about his majesty, no masters from all walks of life can hurt him at all, but today he capsized his boat and was gnawed by his subordinates as meat.

However, there are times when there are both unhappiness and good times. The magic weapon team has been formed, and the sharp knife in his hand has been officially built.

Ningyue smiled: "It seems that you are usually very dissatisfied with the leader. This time you have been wronged and revenge." After a while, Ningyue looked at Han Sanqian: "You can be willing to be bitten by them. It seems that their training results in three days make you very satisfied."

Han Sanqian nodded: "However, the captain has not been decided yet, I want to ask what you mean."

"Zhang Yue!"

"Come!" In the team, a middle-aged man in his thirties stood up.

Han Sanqian enjoyed his eyes, with a national face, an eagle-shaped look and a hint of perseverance. He was a straightforward person in terms of appearance. This is also the reason why Han Sanqian trusted Ningyue to choose the captain.

Her eyes are not wrong.

"Sanqian, although Zhang Yue is just a little disciple, I know everyone when I get along with each other day and night. Zhang Yue is upright, has righteous thoughts, is smart and dares to work hard. The only flaw is that she is relatively inattentive, she is moved, and has a little anxious."

"A general is an example, a general is a master, a trick. What I need is a general who can charge forward, not a marshal who can plan. These shortcomings are fatal in the position of marshal, but they are all advantages in the general. Well, Zhang Yue, from now on, you will be officially the captain of the Shenzi Squad."

"As for the team leader below, you should grasp it yourself, I will not interfere, but I only have one requirement, that is, if you divide it, it is like countless daggers, and if you combine it, it is a sharp knife, which is indestructible."

"The Legend of Fairy Wood"

Zhang Yue gritted her teeth and said, "Zhang Yue will never disappoint Commander Ningyue and the leader of the alliance. There is only one situation in which I can't lead the team well, that is, I'm dead."

"It's OK." Han Sanqian slapped the table and stood up regardless of his image: "Just with your words, I can hand it over to you the special forces that I have worked hard to cultivate."

"Come on, I'll give you a cup!"

After the words came, Han Sanqian directly raised his glass and toasted Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue also quickly raised the glass, and the two of them drank the glass in a clean cup.

Yin Luo, Ningyue suddenly smiled: "Why, Guang respects Zhang Yue, don't respect me?"

Han Sanqian frowned slightly. He knew that Ningyue's words must mean something: "What do you want me to respect you?"
Chapter completed!