Maybe it really made the soybean milk powder too tight, and Song Guyan was ready to let him rest for a few days.

In addition to daily physical training, Song Guyan did not arrange any more technical training, hoping that the soybean milk powder could recover.

The ignorance of the soybean milk powder really made Song Guyan helpless.

Traveling around is idle, just wandering around the world, Song Guyan doesn't stop it, just hope that this can relax the soybean milk powder.

Wandering stares at the training grounds of adult dogs, and their training is more intense than that of puppies. When police dogs are really on duty, they are not allowed to choose a time and place, even if the sun is scorching, the amount of training is still very large.

Train to sweat, the task is bloodless. When it comes to the mission and the safety of the lives of the police masses, rigorous training is required to deal with any situation that may arise in the future.

Tempest has always been the most dazzling police dog, after all, there are really not many people who can develop as comprehensively as him. One, two, three's performance is also remarkable, if it weren't for its IQ being really worrying, it would probably become the successor of Tempest.

Except for Tempest and One, Two, Three, the other dogs also performed well. Police dogs are not for life, and injuries, old age, and poor performance will make them leave here and be adopted by ordinary people. So those who are still sweating on the training ground are all the elites of the elite.

Zhou You's eyes fell on a young trainer who was training to pounce, and it was a fierce Rottweiler who was biting his arm. The muscles are very strong, and he has a calm and resolute appearance. However, under the majestic appearance, the Rottweiler is actually very close to people, otherwise it would not be one of the police dog species.

The Rottweiler bit the handkeeper's handguard fiercely, and when the handler gave the command to release, he immediately let go.

Judging by the training, the Rottweiler is doing really well.

"Nanshan, come here!" the young trainer shouted.

The Rottweiler ran back and was immediately rewarded with a small piece of beef jerky.

Nanshan?

The name of the Rottweiler is quite poetic, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan, after all, it is much better than the wind and lightning.

The young trainer touched Nanshan's head and motioned for him to rest for a while.

Zhou You secretly ran to the place where One, Two, and Three rested, and while Chen Dongyu didn't notice, he quietly commanded One, Two, Three.

One, two, three provoked Nanshan a little in the past, and it made the Rottweiler thunderous, and he didn't know which point he was poked.

Don't look at the double quotient of one, two, and three is very low, but its ability to cause trouble, I feel that it can be ranked at the top of the police dog base.

"Nanshan, leave it alone!" the young trainer shouted a little anxiously.

Rest is to recover physical strength, bite training is originally a very strenuous project, Nanshan running like this, and the meeting may be unbearable.

"Chen Dongyu, you should also take care of your dog!" shouted Nanshan several times and did not come back, and the young trainer was a little angry.

Chen Dongyu was drinking in the shade, glanced at the one-two-three who was running away, and smiled bitterly: "If I can shout it, it won't be one-two-three." ”

"Xiao Senzi, don't worry, I'll stop when One, Two, and Three feel bored. ”

Yang Sen is in the same batch of police dog bases as Chen Dongyu, and he is also a classmate in college, so he has a close relationship.

"Who doesn't know the brute force of one, two, three, and one, when it runs out of energy, Nanshan will already be exhausted!" After Yang Sen finished speaking, he picked up the training rope on the ground and chased after it.

Chen Dongyu is not worried at all, with one, two, three, physical fitness, even if he plays crazy for a day, the training is still vigorous.

It's better to be blocked, Chen Dongyu adopted a policy of appeasement, so let it be happy.

Nanshan chased one, two, three, and Yang Sen chased Nanshan, which became a beautiful scenery in the training ground.

In a small corner where no one was paying attention, Zhou You ran over with a small tube of oral liquid in his mouth.

Zhou You opened the mouth of the oral liquid with his teeth and poured it into a Janssen cup.

Lactulose oral liquid, which looks like a nutritional supplement, is actually a type of galactose that can cause diarrhea. This lactose is not absorbed by the small intestine and can cause diarrhea. Of course, this laxative has fewer side effects and is metabolized by bacteria into lactic acid after entering the colon.

Hum!

Think you can't recognize you when you wear work clothes?

The figure and smell can't be changed, Zhou You blocked the door of the canteen for a long time, smelled a lot of people, and then locked the target.

As an assistant trainer of the biting project, this guy actually dared to be so angry with himself and traveled around.

Dealing with the violent Song Guyan, there are still some psychological shadows in Zhou You. Persimmon must be selected soft pinch, not to mention a little "revenge"!

Zhou You smiled and poured a small half-tube of oral liquid into the water cup. It's good to help you get rid of toxins a little, but if you can't pull up, it doesn't seem to be good.

Yang Sen originally wanted to catch the culprit, but he didn't expect that One, Two, Three was extremely flexible, and his staying power was against the sky, and he chased half to death without even touching his tail.

There was really no way, Yang Sen could only think about dealing with Nanshan first.

After chasing for a long time, Yang Sen blocked Nanshan in the corner. With quick eyes, Yang Sen put the training rope on, no matter if Nanshan wanted to fight one-two-three, he forcibly pulled it away from the scene.

"I'm exhausted!" Janssen sweated.

"Goo-goo-goo-" Yang Sen picked up the glass and drank it clean.

"Tsk~"

Why is it a little sweet?

Yang Sen smacked his mouth.

This is not Nongfu Spring, it is obviously cool and white?

I guess I'm too thirsty, and the sweetness should be my own saliva.

Janssen was so tired that he didn't think much about it.

Zhou You squinted and watched Yang Sen drink a full glass of water before meeting with One, Two, and Three.

"One, two, three haven't come back yet?" After resting for a while, Yang Sen went to Chen Dongyu to settle the account.

"I haven't come back yet, and I don't know where to go. ”

"You don't care about it well, make trouble all day long!" Yang Sen was angry when he thought of his embarrassed appearance just now.

Chen Dongyu smiled: "Xiao Senzi, what is one, two, three, you will know when you are in school, what is there to be angry about." ”

"That's one, two, three, didn't mess with me before, okay!"

"I'll teach it a good lesson when it comes back!" Chen Dongyu patted Yang Sen on the shoulder.

Janssen nodded.

"Your face is a little pale, you can't run so much, right?" Chen Dongyu said.

Yang Sen only felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, his abdomen was overturned, and the sweat on his forehead was like a waterfall.

Seeing that Yang Sen didn't answer, Chen Dongyu was a little worried: "It won't really be okay, right?"

"You...... Did you bring napkins?"

Chen Dongyu didn't know why, so he took out a pack from his pocket and handed it to Yang Sen.

Janssen took it and ran towards the edge of the training ground.

Chen Dongyu looked at Yang Sen's strange posture and was at a loss in his heart.