"Roar!" "Roar!" Out of David's firearms research room, Mo Feng took Angel to listen to Jon and Marshall's introduction to the operation of the Golden Shield Security Company while walking, and just walked through the corner between the east side building and the north side building, a roar full of masculinity came to his face.

On the rubber floor of about 2,000 square meters, dozens of sturdy men are practicing fighting skills under the command of a middle-aged man with a cold face.

These men are former comrades-in-arms recruited by Marshall, former retired special forces of the former Delta Special Operations Team.

"All assemble, salute!"

The middle-aged man who was directing the training saw Mo Feng and a few people coming, and roared, gathering all these men who were fighting in full swing in the field.

It was worthy of being from the Delta Special Operations Team, and in just a few seconds, a neat formation had appeared in front of Mo Feng and the others.

"Report to the colonel, all sixty members of the Golden Shield Security Team have been assembled, please instruct!"

Glancing at the energetic soldiers, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, and he reported loudly to Marshall.

After listening to the middle-aged man's report, Marshall's brows furrowed, and on the side of his body, his right hand led towards Mo Feng, and shouted at the middle-aged man: "Major Ferguson, this gentleman next to me is our boss, salute!" ”

The middle-aged man's name is Ferguson, when Marshall was the commander of the Delta Special Operations Special Operations Group, Ferguson was Marshall's deputy, nine years ago, Marshall and his immediate boss Colonel Wilson retired at the same time for some reason, and at the same time retired forty Delta Special Operators Ferguson was Marshall's subordinate when he was in the special forces, he took Marshall's place as the squadron leader of the Delta Force after Marshall retired, Ferguson has a straightforward personality, and retired two years ago because he seriously injured a swinger to the point of disability, After retiring from the army, he had nowhere to go, so in order to support his family, he had to work as an instructor in a security company.

This time, when Marshall found him to explain his intentions, Ferguson resigned without saying a word and followed Marshall.

Marshall, because he still had a lot of foreign affairs to do, entrusted Ferguson with the training instructor of these sixty men.

"Report to the colonel, we just remember. Our commander was Lieutenant Colonel Marshall. ”

As soon as Marshall's words fell, Ferguson yelled at Marshall in a higher voice than just now.

Just a rich gentleman.

Ferguson glanced at Mo Feng, who was tightly held by Angel's arm, and his eyes were full of undisguised contempt.

Marshall had told Ferguson before, Mo Feng's skills were definitely not something they could deal with, and they must pay attention to proportions when speaking, otherwise they would bear the consequences.

But Ferguson was unimpressed by Marshall's warning.

I just thought that Marshall was looking for face for his boss, and a young man in his twenties was trained since his mother's womb.

See you now.

It was even more firm that Ferguson began to feel sad and resentful of Marshall in his heart, so he began to provoke Mo Feng as soon as they met.

"Yes, it's just a bit of stinky money, and I'm not qualified to be Lao Tzu's boss!"

"That's right, we only recognize Lieutenant Colonel Marshall, little cub, go back to feeding!"

"If that girl makes Lao Tzu feel refreshed, I can consider it"

"Hahahaha"

A group of soldiers laughed wildly at Mo Feng.

More people swept around Angel with unbridled gazes.

Although Ferguson didn't laugh, he didn't stop these men, their purpose was very clear, purely to give Mo Feng a dismount.

Everyone's attention was on Mo Feng and Angel, and no one noticed that Marshall's face on the side had turned pale, and his body, which had been tempered by countless bullets and bullets, was trembling slightly.

These idiots.

You don't know what a horrible guy you've messed with, a bunch of brainless idiots, you really think this is the security company I'm talking about!

Marshall cursed desperately in his heart.

Except for Marshall, who frowned in horror, and Ferguson, who had a defiant look in his eyes, everyone was laughing, sixty soldiers were laughing, and Angel was laughing.

Angel was smiling like a spring breeze, and Mo Feng was also smiling, but the chill in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

"Boss"

"Lieutenant Colonel, it's none of your business, step down!"

Marshall was really afraid that Mo Feng would turn this group of men into a pile of corpses in a fit of anger, so he took a deep breath and just stepped forward to plead with Mo Feng cheekily.

was reprimanded mercilessly by Mo Feng.

Mo Feng decided to teach this group of special forces a good lesson, if they couldn't absolutely obey their orders, no matter how good they were, they wouldn't stay.

Mo Feng just wanted to make a move, but he felt that his arm was loosened, and Angel, who was originally close to him, had already pounced on Ferguson, who was five meters away, like a whirlwind.

"This, Lieutenant Colonel, you're in good luck tonight!"

"Haha, I didn't expect this chick to be beautiful and even more beautiful!"

When these men saw Angel rushing straight to Ferguson, they couldn't help but coax.

Ferguson couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the weak and delicate Angel coming towards him, although he was surprised that a girl's attack was so fierce, but he was only surprised, and he didn't take Angel seriously in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, Angel had pounced in front of him, his left foot touched the ground, his body seemed to lose gravity and rose into the air, his right leg that was originally tired stretched out suddenly, and kicked Ferguson in the face like lightning.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Ferguson couldn't help but be surprised by Angel's fierce attack, the disdain on his face suddenly disappeared, and a solemnity slowly floated into Ferguson's eyes.

Ferguson was frightened, but his hands and feet were not slowed down a bit, he took a step back sharply, just to dodge Angel's fierce blow, and when Angel was exhausted, his left hand suddenly reached out like an iron tong, grabbed Angel's right ankle, and pulled hard, trying to throw Angel to the ground.

Angel was in danger, twisted her body into the air, and kicked her left foot towards Ferguson's right temple.

After all, Ferguson is the elite of the M King Card Special Forces, the Delta Special Operations Team, and how can he be easy to match, as soon as his right arm is raised, he uses his arm to block Angel's right leg attack.

Taking advantage of Angel's strength failure and lack of strength, Ferguson, who has extremely rich combat experience, grabbed Angel's left calf, and his right arm was slightly forced, and threw Angel out of the air diagonally.

Grabbing the enemy's limbs and falling to the ground with the help of inertia is Ferguson's unique skill, I don't know how many strong enemies on the battlefield have died under Ferguson's habitual fall, since Angel is not the enemy, so Ferguson just added a little strength to throw Angel away.

Angel was also very skilled, and with her body unbalanced, her legs kicked in mid-air to unload her strength, and then landed gracefully on the ground with a somersault.

(To be continued.)

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