Chapter 80: National Detective Nine Groups

When Song Qian stood up, everyone was stunned, and no one dared to believe their eyes.

They are very clear about the origin of killing wolves, since they were children, they have no father and no mother, and they were raised by a group of female wolves, and later found that they brought it back during the mission of the night group, and then found that the wolf killing bone Qingqi is a good material for learning martial arts, which is slowly cultivated.

He also has a little-known hole card, once he falls into a crazy battle, there is a huge increase in strength, especially on the night of the full moon, this improvement is very obvious, and the strength is at least one or two times higher.

All these habits are very similar to those of real wolves, and this is how the name of killing wolves comes from.

Everyone thought that the endurance and resilience of killing wolves were definitely far superior to Song Qian, so when Song Qian stood up before killing wolves, his eyes fell to the ground.

"Kill the wolf, you lose!" Song Qian looked at the wolf killer lightly, and there was no sarcasm of victory in his eyes.

Killing the wolf shook vigorously, then sat on the ground again, stretched out his thumb to Song Qian, and said: "Good brother, you will be my eldest brother in the future, and I will always obey you when I kill the wolf!" ”

Song Rong came over to support his nephew, and said angrily: "So why are you working hard, if you have any strengths and weaknesses, how can I explain to my father and eldest brother." Immediately, he pinched Song Qian's face happily and said with a smile: "My nephew is really powerful, it was my aunt who underestimated you in the past, and from now on, you will be trained by your aunt in the base, and your grandfather will guide you when he is free." ”

Song Qian felt a lot of emotion in his heart, he didn't expect the family to stay together in such a way, if he wasn't lucky enough to enter this place, I'm afraid that he would only be able to meet like before in this life.

What about my father, who has lived with my father since he was a child, why does he have so much time to spend with him?

Could it be that even my father is not qualified to enter here?

Thinking of this possibility, Song Qian's heart twitched slightly, but Song Qian firmly believed that his father was a big man who stood up to the sky, and no matter what his true identity was, it would never affect his father's status in his heart.

A group of comrades-in-arms helped the wolf killer to Song Qian's side, and the wolf killed Song Qian with a heavy punch, grinning: "Big brother, the wolf killer will follow you in the future!" ”

Song Qian's body shook, and he was hard to accept this punch, and at the same time, he punched the wolf in the chest, and the two looked at each other and laughed, hugging each other tightly.

Thunderous applause sounded in the sound of training, and Song Qian's performance completely conquered the hearts of this group of night hands.

Now that Song Qian has been injured, the second battle will not be able to end, and under Song Rong's arrangement, the rest of the night fighters will fight one by one, so that Song Qian can observe the scene.

These people have been training together for a long time, and they are very familiar with everyone's fighting style, and they are also extremely fierce, and it is definitely not something that can be solved in ten moves and eight moves, and Song Qian is fascinated by it.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Song Qian let go of his induction with all his might, and tried to memorize every move and style, if he could learn a little bit in the future, then he would have one more chance to save his life on the battlefield.

These people have their own strengths, although there are only two sets of systematic fist and foot kung fu, the military body fist and the white jade palm, but the power exerted in each person's hands is different, this is what Song Qian really wants to understand.

A large amount of information was imprinted into Song Qian's mind, and after a while, Song Qian felt as if his head was about to explode, and a burst of dizziness almost made him fall.

Song Qian came to his senses in time, quickly stabilized his body, and found that no one saw his abnormality, and he was secretly relieved in his heart, when he looked at the battle with ordinary eyes, he found that he couldn't remember what he had seen for a long time, and he forgot it in a blink of an eye.

Song Qian felt how rare and precious his state was, this was his own secret, and he planned not to tell anyone.

When Song Qian was sent back, he still killed Gao Yi and Xueyi, but this time he didn't continue to tease him, and honestly sent Song Qian back to Qilin Villa.

Song Qian kept an eye on it, and then entered the state of full induction, and completely memorized the route back from mid-air, although it may not be useful, but there is always a chance in everything, and it will never be wrong to be cautious.

Back in Song Rong's office, as soon as Song Qian sat down, an officer walked in with a bag of things, handed it to Song Rong, and left.

Song Rong walked to his nephew's side, handed the bag to Song Qian and said, "You have activated the bloodline of the Torture King, and you have been officially absorbed by the Night Group, from today onwards, you are an official member of the Night Group, you are welcome to join, Night Hand!" ”

After that, Song Rong even saluted his nephew with a military salute, so frightened that Song Qian quickly stood up, nervously took the bag and returned the salute, and said, "Auntie, what kind of reputation are you doing, my nephew can't afford your gift." ”

Song Rong's face was serious, and he said: "No, anyone who has just entered the night group can afford it, because from this moment on, your life already belongs completely to the motherland, for the country and the people, and you are ready to sacrifice at any time!" ”

Song Qian frowned and said, "So serious? Hey, you haven't asked for my permission yet. ”

Song Rong's eyes flashed with a touch of pain and unbearable color, gently stroked Song Qian's hair, and said: "Qian'er, you don't have a choice, as a member of the Song family, you don't have any choice, your grandfather, your father, and I, including you now, have been branded by the Song family from the moment you were born, and you must shoulder the responsibility on your body no matter what, and you will have no regrets until you die!" ”

Feeling the heaviness in his aunt's heart, Song Qian sneered and said, "Auntie, I'm just joking, in fact, joining the army has been my dream since I was a child, if it wasn't for my father's best to stop me, I would have enlisted in the army with Shangguan Yu a long time ago." ”

Hearing his nephew's comfort, Song Rong's mood was a little better, and he smiled and said: "Open the bag and take a look, this is your real identity, burn it immediately after reading it, and you can't reveal the contents until you die." ”

Song Qian opened the bag with excitement, took out a small notebook from it, which was similar to the last time, and when he opened it, there was not much information in it:

Member: Night Hands

Group: National Exploration Group 9

Numbering:********

The number is very easy to remember, Song Qian was deeply imprinted in his mind at a glance, and then under the gaze of his aunt, he tore the book to shreds.

"Well, since you are doing the work of a detective now, then you will act in this capacity in the future, but it is no longer a private nature, but an organization affiliated with the Night Group, and your name is officially named 'National Detective Nine Group'!"

Hearing Song Rongyi's words, Song Qian's blood suddenly boiled, and a sense of pride rose in his heart, and he said: "Thank you for the organization, thank you aunt, I will definitely live up to the expectations of grandpa and you." ”

"And your father!" Song Rong glared at him.

"Yes, father, I will not disappoint your expectations!" Thinking of his father, Song Qian's eyes were slightly wet, and he silently made his promise in his heart.