I always knew that I was not a hero because I was afraid of death, but today, the word hero found me, and I also knew that I could no longer salt fish......

Under the night sky, a figure leaned on the railing of the balcony, looking at the bright lights not far away, and his eyes were constantly confused.

A sense of identity is a wonderful feeling.

Everyone's pursuit is more or less driven by a sense of identity, and everything you do is basically seeking the approval of others.

In the eyes of dialects, self-identity is indispensable, but the fundamental purpose of self-identity should be to obtain the approval of others.

When you were young, you may have pursued a score of 100 in the exam, but it was to pursue the approval of your parents and teachers; When you grow up, you may pursue career success in order to seek the approval of others, classmates, friends, or relatives......

People are a group of creatures, society is also a group of people, when what you do, do, think, unintentionally be fully affirmed, a sense of achievement, understanding, and identity will ripple in your heart and sublimate......

When Yan Hongchang and the chief, or perhaps the country, began to identify with everything that the dialect had done, all the previous uneasiness and loneliness began to be replaced by a kind of responsibility.

From the beginning, the dialect knew that it was hard to be a hero and even harder to be a living hero.

But if you don't do it, who knows if you can succeed?

At least, I have fought and tried......

Fang Yan looked at Yanjing, who was gradually quieting down, and quietly thought that the night sky was vast, but he also knew that maybe in the near future, the stars would reappear on it.

……

"Boy, you're good! Very potential! Yan Zhendong stood in front of Fang Yan, with a cold light in his eyes that a hungry wolf had captured his prey, and patted Fang Yan's shoulder, "However, on this field, you have only one choice, and that is to obey!" ”

"I don't care how important you are or what you've done, from today onwards, as long as your fist isn't as big as mine." Yan Zhendong narrowed his eyes and looked at the dialect standing straight in front of him.

"No matter what I say, you can only answer 'yes', do you understand?" Yan Zhendong yelled.

"Yes!" The dialect replied loudly.

"It's too quiet for me to hear!" Yan Zhendong tilted his ears and shouted loudly.

"Yes!" Fang Yan shouted at the top of his voice.

"Yes, it's finally a little bit of a look!" Yan Zhendong smiled and looked at his watch, "Ahead, 10 kilometers with a weight of 20 kilograms off-road, time, one hour!" ”

"I'll be waiting for you at the finish line, and in an hour, if you don't arrive, you'll need to run back by yourself, lunch, no!"

"Yes!" Fang Yan roared, took the backpack next to him and put it on his back, feeling the heavy weight behind him, and ran towards the front at a uniform speed.

Yan Zhendong looked at this figure, nodded, and turned his head to sit on the Dongfang Iron Armor next to him.

"Lin Hu, I was cheated by you." He said to Lin Hu in the driver's seat next to him.

Lin Hu started the car, and Dongfang Tiejia let out a hideous roar, instantly surpassing the dialect and driving towards the finish line.

"Aren't you curious? Don't you want to raise a soldier king among the soldier kings? Lin Hu took his eyes back from Fang Yan's body and looked at the road ahead.

"I think so, but I don't think so!" Yan Zhendong muttered, "A single order transferred me and a few brothers out of the dragon's teeth, and it was unclear." ”

"There are benefits to being unclear." Lin Hu said,

Not everyone is qualified to know the situation of dialects, and there is identity information about any dialect that has been quietly hidden, and only those who know it are the above, and the high-level of national security.

"You know, the battlefield is where we be." Yan Zhendong said, looking at the disappearing figure behind him from the rearview mirror.

"This is also your battlefield." Lin Hu replied, turning his head to look at Yan Zhendong, "How strong can he become, how long can he live, this is a war." ”

"Is he so important?" Yan Zhendong asked.

"His life now is more important than you, more than me, and even more important than your entire army!" Lin Hu said word by word,

"Okay, I'll accept my fate, what you want is to make him stronger." Yan Zhendong said helplessly, squinting his eyes, "Then we'll make him stronger." ”

"You have less than a month to go, the process is up to you, we just want the result, but be careful, don't hurt him." Lin Hu said, "I will go back in the afternoon, he will be completely handed over to you, don't worry about logistics, whatever you want, everything!" ”

"That's not bad." Yan Zhendong nodded, looked into the distance, and said softly,

"Then, next, is the ...... hell"

……

"Let me introduce you first, this is called Ge Jun, and he will be your future martial arts coach." Yan Zhendong pointed to the big man next to him and said to Fang Yan.

At this time, Fang Yan had returned to the base and was standing at the table in the cafeteria, and opposite him, were three elites from the dragon's teeth.

"Boy, I heard you're very durable, not bad!" A smile appeared on Ge Jun's swarthy face and he twisted his neck.

"This one, in the future, will be your shooting instructor, called Zhou Quan."

The eagle-like gaze was cast on Fang Yan, and the sharp eyes made Fang Yan a little uncomfortable, as if he was taken as a prey by Zhou Quan.

"You have a talent for shooting!" Zhou Quan's words were simple and clear, and he fell silent at random.

Yan Zhendong shook his head, looked at Fang Yan, and said with a smile, "From now on, welcome to Hell!" ”

"You'll only have 5 minutes for each meal in the future." Yan Zhendong put the stopwatch on the table, "Let's start!" ”

Fang Yan quickly sat down in his seat, picked up the chopsticks placed next to him, and devoured the food in front of him, seeing Yan Zhendong and Ge Jun next to him look at each other and smile.

"It's time!" After a while, Yan Zhendong picked up the stopwatch.

Fang Yan raised his head, there was still a piece of oil on his mouth, and there was still a piece of beef on his chopsticks, and his eyes looked at Yan Zhendong in front of him, full of confusion and incomprehension.

He knew that it must not have been 5 minutes yet.

"Stand up!" Yan Zhendong roared, "You only have to obey here, and there is no question!" ”

Fang Yan stood up and looked at Yan Zhendong, his eyes full of stubbornness.

"This is the last time, from now on, here, with a big fist, you can speak!" Yan Zhendong shouted, looking at the dialect in front of him provocatively.

"Yes!" Fang Yan replied, looking at the three people in front of him without showing weakness.

"It's a bit of a look!" Yan Zhendong looked at Fang Yan and said, then turned his head to look at Ge Jun again, "Now he will hand it over to you." ”

Ge Jun nodded, moved his wrist, twisted his neck, and turned his head to the outside of the cafeteria, "Follow me, if it's a man!" ”