Between words and deeds, he rolled his eyes at Yang Fen on the side from time to time.

Damn, it's my father-in-law! Ling Jie smiled: "It's okay, I don't know if you have anything to say?" At this time, Xia Bing is sleeping, I'm on the balcony, please tell me if you have anything! Ling Jie said with respect. In my heart, I guessed the identity of my father-in-law. I've heard of doing ore business outside, but Ling Jie doesn't know what it is.

"Actually, I don't have anything important. Just want to hear from you, so be it! I'm hanging, goodbye! When Xia Lei said this, he hung up his phone.

"Hey!" Ling Jie sighed softly and went back to the room to sleep. At this time, Ling Jie was really sleepy and didn't want to think about so many things!

"That's it, it's gone?" Yang Fen pinched Xia Lei's ear and said, "I said you, why didn't you let me speak just now, what are your intentions?" ”

Xia Lei put his mobile phone on the table and said with a smile: "Old woman, I have my own plans, you don't care about these things." In this way, Xiaoxue's lifelong event will fall on you. Anyway, you have loved her since you were a child, and I will identify this son-in-law on Xiaoice's side, haha! Between words and deeds, Xia Lei's face was concave. From childhood to adulthood, Yang Fen has been very fond of Xia Xue, and Xia Lei has been very fond of Xia Bing, and the two of them are still singing opposite tunes.

"Phew, the two daughters are under my control, and it's not the meat that fell from you, what qualifications do you have? Hum! With that, Yang Fen ran into a room.

"Okay, you, actually flirting with the old man, I'm here! Drive, drive...! Xia Lei smiled, made a galloping appearance, and chased after him. Honestly, this old couple and wife are really funny sometimes.

The next day, Xia Bing went out early in the morning with Xiaomeng. When Ling Jie woke up, he was woken up by a mobile phone ringtone, so he could only pick it up.

"I'm Cao, who disturbed the master's dream early in the morning and looked for death!" Ling Jie rubbed the corners of his eyes full of feces, and shouted at the phone without even looking at the phone screen.

"Brother Jie, I'm Tian Xin. I'll tell you bad news, the Zhu Rong who went to Death Valley with me last time, he is dead! At this time, Tian Xin was on the edge of a cliff in Death Valley, and said helplessly on the phone.

After this period of training, Tian Xin's body has been covered with scars. The most unfortunate thing is that yesterday, Zhu Rong was stabbed in the neck by a classmate during a training session, and his legs were kicked and hung up. Death Valley's training model sounds complicated, but it's actually quite simple. A group of students are locked in a cage, and this cage is the same as an iron cage of 500 square meters. Then, let a group of trainees stay inside for two days and one night, and the food in it is only bread, and it is also on an empty stomach. This trick is a seemingly simple method, but it is the most effective one. Of course, this is just a very basic one. There are also later, for example, a person boxing with a hundred wolves with his bare hands, a person fighting with tigers and other fierce beasts, and so on. Many people say that China's special forces training is already a very good way. However, in front of the Death Valley School in Southeast Asia, it is so vulnerable, this is the real life and death training. There are only a handful of students who have stayed here for a year. There are even fewer people who can get out unscathed.