Chapter Thirty-Three: Vic: One Ring and One Ring

At this moment, Changwu stood on the helicopter, coldly facing a group of frightened rookies.

"Jump!"

"Report to the instructor, we haven't done protection yet!" A man who had been blown crooked by the air roared.

Changwu's eyes were cold, and he looked at the man's scalp tingling.

The helicopter was more than 20 meters above the ground, and in their opinion, if you jumped off, you would be crippled.

At the beginning, they were thrown to the Youhuang for training, and when they saw that it was a female captain, they thought they could relax, but they didn't expect that they would go to the eighteenth layer of hell, and they were prey, and they had to climb up layer by layer to get rid of this devil!

"Adjutant!"

"Here!"

"Jump!"

Wang Chao glanced at the cowering old man with an expressionless face, jumped down directly, and stood up with a roll on the ground.

A row of men on the plane was slapped in the face like this by a woman, and their faces were ugly and purple.

They couldn't think much about it, Changwu kicked down the one near the edge of the door, and the rest jumped down on their own and ate a mouthful of sand.

It's sand down there, and nothing will happen.

Changwu made the last jump, landed steadily, bent the knee of his right leg slightly, and quickly straightened his body.

"On the last day of training, if you don't meet the standard, all of them will be eliminated, and the Youhuang will not raise wasters!"

"Yes!"

They had to spend a day walking through this desert famous for their death, and if the day did not pass, the end of their waiting was burial.

The eight men looked terrified, they didn't want to die here before they even went to war.

However, Changwu walked fearlessly in front, the wind and sand in front of her seemed to be her master, and her straight back was like the god of the ancestral mountain, walking quickly and calmly.

"If you want to die, stay!" Wang Chao said sarcastically and coldly, keeping up with Changwu's pace.

It's the last day, Changwu's indifferent expression flashed with urgency, and he didn't know what happened to him, would he blame her? Will the relationship that has finally eased go back to the past?

The whole hotel was solemn, all the guests were emptied, and the red carpet was rolled out at the door, announcing that a big man was coming.

After a while, a Lincoln pulled up at the door.

The manager immediately stepped forward and opened the door, "President." ”

"Is it all arranged?" Viktor Kimir narrowed his evil eyes and got out of the car with his beautiful female secretary.

"It's all arranged." The manager bends over and should.

Vic looked around, nodded with satisfaction, and felt a chill in his heart, today he wanted those people to see what would happen to him!

"President, please inside."

"No, I'm waiting for someone here, let people see my sincerity, hehe." Vic's eyes narrowed, and his abacus clanged.

More than an hour had passed since the appointed time, and Vic's face became more and more unsightly, and Yan Ya came belatedly.

"I'm sorry, the boss was too late to deal with business last night, and he didn't get used to the cold, so he came late, and President Vic won't blame it." Ren Yu took the first step and stretched out his ceremonial hand.

To the previous secretary, Vic reached out to lose face, and did not reach out to blame.

And the female secretary next to him, who is empty and beautiful, does not understand the current situation, and frequently leans on Vic as if her cartilage makes him angry.

Thinking of today's plan, he put up with it.

"How could it be! The hospitality was not good, and I asked President Yan not to be surprised. Vic raised the corner of his eye, "I'm a big man, no woman is careful, hehe." ”

Yan Yajun's face was cold and arrogant, "Naturally." ”

Vic is sarcastically inferior to a woman, and he can't wait to sneer and grin, a little white face, what ability to be crazy with him!

"President Vic, the boss has a cold, is it better to talk about it first?" Ren Yu kindly reminded.

In the eyes of others, it was Vic who was deliberately embarrassing Yan Ya,

"Please." Vic knew he couldn't please him, so he didn't say a word.

Ogas, Vic is the self-proclaimed sky, and the pomp and circumstance are sufficient, but in this world, people are outside, and they don't know how to die.

Yan Ya sneered on the red carpet and entered the hotel.

Seeing this, Vic gritted his teeth and followed.