Kang Ming walked out of the office and glanced left and right, and went directly downstairs to their squadron's fitness room.

If as expected, Wang Junfeng must be venting on the sandbag here.

Sure enough, before Kang Ming arrived at the fitness room, he heard Wang Junfeng's venting, boom, and every punch sounded full of anger.

Pushing open the door and walking into the fitness room, Wang Junfeng immediately stopped, turned his head and glanced at Kang Ming without any expression.

Turned around and sat down in a resting chair beside him.

Kang Ming moved to Wang Junfeng's side and sat down with a very light step.

"Angry with me?" Whispered.

Wang Junfeng pursed his mouth: "How dare you, you are the squadron leader." His true feelings were already revealed between the words.

Kang Ming couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and stretched out his hand and patted Wang Junfeng's shoulder twice: "You kid will still turn around and talk now?" "Keep joking.

Wang Junfeng let out a 'hum' and then stopped talking.

Kang Ming quickly brewed words in his brain.

"Junfeng, I know that the competition is a very, very important thing for us veterans, remember when our squadron leader gave us a month of training five years ago? I remember that at that time, you asked me every day, when can you go on a mission, when can you return to normal life, at that time we were the hope of the entire squadron, and our comrades-in-arms were on duty for us, giving us more time to train. ”

"But we still disappointed everyone, and I was thinking that if I gave this opportunity to the second or third class, maybe they would succeed in winning the championship, but I can't say for sure."

"So when this competition came, my first thought was not to stipulate which class and which person to go."

Kang Ming sat there and whispered to Wang Junfeng what was in his heart.

Wang Junfeng sat on the side and listened to it all.

"The reason why I want you to be on duty for a week is not to say that I don't want to give you time for training, but your time must be less than that of other classes, only in this way will you get everyone's unanimous approval if you win, otherwise they will definitely say that I talk about competition, but in fact it is towards you, knowing that a class of experienced veterans will give you so much training time."

Kang Ming didn't lie, he still had something to say to Wang Junfeng, an old soldier, of course, he also knew that Wang Junfeng could understand that he was no longer the squad leader of the first squadron, he was now the squadron leader of the eighth squadron, and the soldiers of the entire squadron were his soldiers and his comrades-in-arms, and he couldn't just lean towards a certain person or a certain squad.

Wang Junfeng did understand after listening to it.

He turned to look at Kang Ming: "I see." He replied in a whisper to Kang Ming.

Kang Ming smiled: "Brother, thank you for understanding me." ”

Wang Junfeng rolled his eyes: "Say it early next time, otherwise I can't be so ashamed." He muttered.

"Hahaha, you are not ashamed at all, because you are the squad leader of a squad, and you need to buy some time for the fighters, and you are not ashamed of this matter at all." comforted Wang Junfeng for a few words.

Wang Junfeng got up from the chair, walked to the boxing area on the side, took out a pair of boxing gloves and threw them to Kang Ming.

Seeing this, Kang Ming immediately stood up and took off his coat, took off his leather shoes, unbuttoned the top of his shirt, put on boxing gloves and walked to the small ring in the innermost part of the fitness room.

Boom! Wang Junfeng hammered with both hands hard, making a burst of sounds.

"Let me see if you have regressed since becoming a squadron leader." shouted at Kang Ming.

The corners of Kang Ming's mouth rose to reveal a hint of a smile: "I estimate that it is more than enough to beat you." He fought back.

"Yo he, can you die if you don't brag?" Wang Junfeng replied with a roll of his eyes.

"Is it good to win two out of three? Whoever falls first loses. Kang Ming came up with their rules.

Wang Junfeng nodded in confirmation.

Boom! The two brothers' fists collided together, which was considered their handshake etiquette before the game.

After the collision, the two of them fell backwards at the same time, their feet kept moving their bodies back and forth on the ground, and a pair of sharp eyes were constantly observing each other's flaws.

Suddenly, Wang Junfeng quickly took a step forward and came to Kang Ming's face, waving his arm and attacking Kang Ming.

Seeing this, Kang Ming quickly dodged to the right, and at the same time raised his left hand to block.

Bang! There was a muffled thud from the clashing of fists and arms.

Kang Ming felt the strength of Wang Junfeng's arm, this guy is really much stronger.

After the blow, the two separated again, and Kang Ming flicked his arm.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Wang Junfeng looked at Kang Ming and raised his eyebrows, and asked with a mockery.

Kang Ming didn't make any answer, and the muscles of his face began to change slowly, and the expression on his face became very serious.

Seeing this, Wang Junfeng knew that this guy was about to start exerting his strength, and suddenly became cautious.

Kang Ming swung his body left and right, panicked Wang Junfeng's eyes back and forth, and after swinging a few times, he took a stride and swung his right fist hard, and when Wang Junfeng saw that he couldn't dodge at all, his hands quickly turned into protective clothes and blocked both sides of his head.

Who knew that Kang Ming's right fist had not yet reached his arm, and suddenly his left fist swung upwards from below.

At this time, Wang Junfeng completely felt that he was about to be hit.

Kang Ming's left hook suddenly stopped when it touched Wang Junfeng's chin, and a slight gust of wind floated up from Wang Junfeng's chin.

Wang Junfeng closed his eyes tightly and waited for him to be beaten.

But after more than ten seconds, he still didn't wait, and couldn't help but open his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Kang Ming had already walked out of the ring and was taking off his boxing gloves.

"Hey, that's it?" Wang Junfeng shouted in confusion.

Kang Ming raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "We are brothers, not boxing matches, I still count on you kid to carry out tasks for me." The tone sounds a bit like a joke, but it contains a meaning: 'point to point', which is China's spirit of meeting friends with force.

If Kang Ming's punch really hits, then it is likely that Wang Junfeng will lose his teeth or dislocate his jaw, which is not the result Kang Ming wants.

After Wang Junfeng heard what Kang Ming meant, he secretly regretted it, regretting that he had punched too hard, Kang Ming would definitely be in pain.

Not only did it hurt a lot, it was so painful that Kang Ming kept rubbing his arm with his hand after returning to the office.

While rubbing, he kept muttering, 'Wang Junfeng, this kid is too hard', 'Huhuhu, it hurts me to death'.