Yaoshi Mountain.

At this time, Jeju has entered May, and the weather is gradually starting to heat up. The sun, which is not dazzling but has a strong temperature, is hanging in the sky.

Seven days have passed since the day of the attack of Xiliang Masamune.

The training base of the security company has already taken shape in Yaoshi Mountain. Driven by a large amount of money, a small two-storey building has been erected with a frame body, and next to it, two three-storey buildings are in full swing.

It will be used as a training area for ordinary security guards.

In a valley in the middle of Yaoshi Mountain, near the outside of the valley, more than a dozen brand-new wooden houses have been erected, and in the open space in the middle of the valley behind the wooden trees, twenty-eight disheveled men, at this time, are lining up in four straight lines, lying on the ground and squirming hard.

Well, to be precise, it should be doing push-ups.

They are members of the Shield of Thorns, the younger brothers of the Blood Hall.

At this time, Ranqiandao, who was dressed in a white tracksuit, was half-lying on a recliner coquettishly, drinking fine tea, and looking at those little brothers comfortably.

"Ninety-Five ......"

Just when the people who were supporting their bodies could barely hold on, Ranqiandao finally spoke. As if they had heard some terrible command, the little brothers forced their sore arms and quickly fell.

Their arms were trembling, but they were gritting their teeth and keeping a certain distance from the ground.

Then, they saw four black streamers rushing under them.

Fluttering.

The streamer flew under the four groups of junior brothers and stuck straight into the ground at the other end, which turned out to be several wooden sticks as thick as chopsticks.

The faces of a few younger brothers suddenly changed slightly, because the wooden stick actually cut through their clothes when it ran under their chests.

In other words, if their bodies were a little lower, they would have been stabbed with a stick.

"Do you want to take the initiative to promote your style? It's okay, now you can relax a little, and maybe, when you look back, there will be a miracle and win someone who works harder than you. This guy always has a time when he gets lucky with shit. Why, no, then go on, ninety-six......"

"Ninety-Seven ......"

Finally, the little brother couldn't hold it anymore, his arm was weak, and the whole person fell down.

"Curly group, lost!" Ranqiandao said with a smile: "Congratulations to the seven, you won the opportunity to boil water, cook, brush shoes, and wash your pants for everyone!" ”

Curly's face turned dark, especially the one he didn't hold up just now, and his head drooped.

Because this is the rule set by Yang Long, if one team is unqualified, the whole team will be unqualified. Want to win? No problem, just make your whole team better than everyone else. If you can't hold on and want to quit? Yes, a squad can all roll up and get out.

It may be a bit overbearing to do this, but who made Yang Long the boss? Here, his words are rules, and they must be obeyed.

Curly raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the little brother who was in trouble, and comforted: "It's okay, I'll let a few of them give you a massage later, revitalize the blood, and find the field back next time." ”

The little brother nodded, turned his head and glanced at the people who were still continuing, and a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Alright, let's go cook." Curly said as he walked towards the open-air kitchen next to him. Seeing this, a few younger brothers hurriedly followed over to help.

"Okay, the remaining three groups continue, ninety-eight ......"

"One hundred and nine...... Congratulations to the seven winners of the bald group for winning the opportunity to wash their feet and socks for the remaining two groups. As a junior brother couldn't hold it anymore again, Ranqiandao spoke again.

So, a bald group of seven people stood up again with black faces. looked at the remaining two teams with some depression.

"One hundred and twenty-one, one hundred and twenty-two, congratulations to the seven players in the big head group, who won the opportunity to wash the clothes for the last group......"

"Three groups ran ten laps around the valley, waiting for dinner. Curly hair, hurry up over there, if you can't eat for half an hour, you won't be able to eat. Ranzen Dao kindly reminded.

Curly's hand trembled, and he hurriedly sped up the movement of his hand.

Obviously scared by the chaos of a thousand knives, but, can they be blamed for this? Originally, they hadn't seen a thousand knives shoot, but at the beginning, when they saw him come to replace Yu Ba for training, these guys were still a little unconvinced. As a result, with a flick of a thousand knives, a flying knife cut off the trouser belts of the seven younger brothers.

At that time, these rebellious guys were shocked.

Then, there is no then. They were divided into four groups by a thousand knives, and they competed in one round every day, cutting down trees, building houses, digging pits, doing push-ups, running, etc., in short, everything can be compared.

Those who lose are not much punished, just wash their pants, socks, and carry a foot wash or something. But the question is, which big man likes to do these things, let alone for others.

Therefore, the big guys work very hard when they usually train, and when they compete, they work even harder. Those who have won want to continue to enjoy this comfortable life of being served by others, naturally they dare not slack off. The loser wants to turn over and be the master, so he will work harder and harder.

As a result, in just seven days, not to mention anything else, at least everyone's physical fitness has improved a lot compared to before.

"Boss!" Hearing the footsteps behind him, he didn't raise his head and said, "Come here to inspect?" ”

Yang Long smiled and stood beside him, looking at the people in full swing: "With you, what else do I have to worry about?" I came to bring them some herbs, and then you had people boil water and drink a bowl of each. ”

"Thanks to these herbs of the boss, otherwise, these guys are tired like dead dogs every day, how can they recover so quickly?" Ranzendao laughed.

Yang Long smiled, that's right, these herbs of his do have the effect of relieving fatigue and helping to restore vitality. Of course, herbs are not cheap, but in order to improve the strength of these people, he still has to be willing to pay the necessary amounts.

"Boss!" Curly and the others saw Yang Long, and immediately lowered their heads with some embarrassment.

Yang Long walked over, glanced at a few people, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, you lost the group competition just now?" ”

"It's because of me!" The little brother who was in trouble hurriedly said.

"I can't blame you, you're just a little less powerful than them, but in terms of brains, you're the strongest in our group." Curly said hurriedly, and the other little brothers also nodded. Yesterday I was catching game in the woods, and it was the little brother who came up with a few ideas, and as a result, their group won the first place.

"The ruler is long, and the inch is short. Since we know where we are deficient, we must consciously strengthen our training in that area. Tengyun may be a little harsh with you now, but it's all for your good. Yang Long said in a deep voice.

"I will!" The little brother showed a look of determination on his face and nodded heavily.

Curly chuckled and said, "Boss, the meal will be ready soon, you can stay and eat together!" ”

"Okay, just try your craft!" Yang Long chuckled and nodded.

Soon, Wang Chuang's run was over, and when they saw Yang Long, they all came over to say hello with a smile. When the meal was ready, several wooden tables were propped up. Everyone ate together, and Yang Long was not polite, took the bowl, and made it to their table.

This made Wang Chuang and the others quite red-eyed, but Curly Hair and the little brothers of their group swept away the depression just now, and ate extremely happily one by one.

"Boss, when are we going to have formal training? Why don't you pass us on a few hands? After eating, Wang Chuang couldn't help but say.

Hearing him ask, the younger brothers pricked up their ears and looked at Yang Long.

"What, you think I'm too boring to train?" Ranqiandao took over with a grin.

Wang Chuang was taken aback, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's not boring, it's not boring......"

", I'm bored to death, are you still bored? Don't think I don't know, what you've been muttering behind your back for the past two days. He said with a thousand white glances.

Wang Chuang lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to answer.

"You're doing formal training now." Yang Long said with a smile: "It's not so easy to win over Xiliang's authentic ground cavalry, or even the elite of the heavenly cavalry. ”

"The same knife can cut down a tree, but some people can only cut the bark, or the same knife, you can dodge, but some people can't, why? The power is different, the reaction can't be done, and the speed can't keep up. ”

"If you want to become stronger, you have to improve your physical fitness in an all-round way. Judging from the current situation, as long as you can persist under Tengyun's training for a month, when the time comes, I will personally teach you a few hands. ”

"Really?" The people who were still a little hanging their heads suddenly showed fiery eyes when they heard this.

Yang Long smiled and nodded: "The premise is that you have to meet my requirements!" ”

Yang Long's shot, many of them have seen it with their own eyes, and even experienced it firsthand, if they can play with the old university, are they still afraid of those ground rides, sky rides? Mao. As soon as they thought of this, everyone's morale was immediately high, and they felt that the future was bright.

After eating, there is no need to say anything, these people are very targeted to their own shortcomings, and carry out intensive training.

Yang Long chatted with Chao Qiandao for a few more words, and was about to leave, but he didn't want Yu Ba to rush over, and shouted as soon as they met: "Boss, you are too uninteresting, you don't tell me about such a good thing, aren't you going to see me?" ”

Yang Long said unceremoniously: "I'll talk to you about a fart, and I have something to say." ”

"Fairy Foot Soup, why did you give Gangzi Foot Dao Fairy Foot Soup, but didn't give me a little bit of foot massage place?" Yu Ba said dissatisfied.

Messy Qiandao raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Fairy foot soup, what is that?" Boss, did you get a drink? ”

Yu Ba waved his hand and said, "You drink hair, that's footwater!" ”