Lei Ying is not an ordinary person, she is the pearl of the Sect Master of the Jintian Sect on the Fire Island, the little princess of the Jintian Sect!

Eight years ago, after being rescued by Zhang Danfeng who happened to pass by during an experience, this little princess recognized Zhang Danfeng as his dearest eldest brother, and followed Zhang Danfeng again and again without regrets, leading the Northern Tiger Regiment to complete one difficult and dangerous task after another.

In this regard, the Jintian Sect sent people to Jinsha many times to find the Zhang family to negotiate, but to no avail, because Zhang Danfeng had been expelled from the family and was no longer under the control of the Zhang family.

Even several times the strong people of the Jintian Sect came forward to threaten Zhang Danfeng and asked him to send Lei Ying back to Agni Island, and even offered generous conditions, but he was driven away by the drunken eagle with a violent personality who used wine to go crazy, so this matter dragged on for eight years.

Zhang Danfeng felt that he owed this girl a lot, so he decided not to let her participate in the Qingchenghai expedition this time, no matter how well the plan was prepared.

At this time, Lei Ying pulled a young man with an unfamiliar face and ran in excitedly, and as soon as he entered the door, the girl shouted: "Brother Danfeng, I caught a master today, take a look!"

Master?

Zhang Danfeng glanced at Lei Ying dotingly, and set his eyes on this young man who was more than 1.90 meters tall and had a burly and straight face but looked very young!

What a mighty boy!

Zhang Danfeng is rare to be so amazed by life!

Without a trace, Lei Ying's tightly held hand broke free, and the young man hugged his fist at Zhang Danfeng and said, "In Xia Mengyang, I have seen the deputy head of the regiment!"

I can't say why, since Zhang Danfeng saw Meng Yang for the first time, he had a very strange feeling, subconsciously felt that there was something in this young man that he couldn't grasp, and there seemed to be a unique temperament in his bones that deeply attracted him.

At first glance, Zhang Danfeng gave a high score in his heart for his impression of Meng Yang.

"Brother Meng Yang, you are also a hunter?" Zhang Danfeng smiled and walked in front of Meng Yang, the two of them were similar in height, the same tall figure, the same handsome face, the little girl Lei Ying on the side, the head of the Northern Tiger, purred and rolled a pair of big eyes to look at this from time to time, and then look at that, very funny.

"I just got the waist card at the union a few days ago. Meng Yang took out a white hunter's waist card and handed it to Zhang Danfeng.

Waist card start, Zhang Danfeng, who grew up in Zhang's family, knows everything about hunters, and immediately found that this is an out-and-out novice, a novice is equivalent to a rookie, and in a battle-hardened adventure team, he has always been the kind of character who is protected by everyone, easy to make mistakes, and easy to drag everyone back.

"Haha, hello newcomer, brother! Which battle-hardened hunter doesn't start little by little from a novice like you? As long as you are willing to learn by heart, all of us in the Northern Tiger Regiment are willing to teach you all the methods of hunters without reservation, of course, the premise is that you have to become one of us first!" Zhang Danfeng slapped Meng Yang's shoulder and laughed in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched Meng Yang's shoulder, he suddenly felt a huge anti-shock force surging out of his shoulder, which bounced his palm away at once! If he hadn't used his strength to control his palm in time, almost even the whole person would have been shaken out!

Yes?

Zhang Danfeng was stunned, such a strong physical strength!

Originally, his shot was extremely exquisite, and his physical strength that was about to advance to the late stage of the Qionglou realm had already been tempered to be extremely pure, and that casual shot had at least a thousand catties of power, he just wanted to try this young man's reaction ability, but he didn't expect that the palm had not yet been slapped to the ground, and it was shocked by the rebound force of the flesh of others!

Seeing that Meng Yang had nothing to do on his face, as if he didn't know what he had just done, his heart was even more horrified.

At that moment, from Zhang Danfeng's experience, of course, he could tell that the anti-shock force on Meng Yang's shoulders was purely brought by the flesh, that is, after the flesh had been tempered countless times, the spiritual power would be refined into the flesh and bones, and once it encountered an injury or blow, it would naturally grow out of the power of resistance!

From that shocking force, Zhang Danfeng immediately concluded that the strength of this person's physical body was definitely on par with his own, or even stronger than himself!

In the entire Northern Tiger Regiment, Zhang Danfeng is recognized by everyone as a meat shield, but in every battle, the belligerent Thunder Eagle always takes the lead and steals the limelight!

"Hahaha, Brother Mengyang is so powerful in physical strength, it's not under me at all, you novice, this deputy head has accepted it!Brother, do you still want to think about it?" Zhang Danfeng rubbed his hands, with an expression of picking up a treasure, and laughed.

Without waiting for Meng Yang to answer, Lei Ying jumped in front of Zhang Danfeng with his waist crossed, and roared angrily: "Brother Danfeng, you are not sure that this regiment leader will take it in your eyes at all." Isn't it always up to me to announce the recruitment of new members? Hehe, since you, the deputy head of the regiment, have taken a fancy to it, then the head of the regiment will officially announce it now――――――" As he spoke, he raised his head and pointed at Meng Yang with one hand, and said loudly in an old-fashioned tone: "Now, the head of this regiment officially announces, Meng Yang, right? Uh, Meng Yang, as long as you pass the level of the head of the regiment again, you will officially become a member of the glorious Northern Tiger Regiment!"

Meng Yang looked at Zhang Danfeng in amazement, what test?

Zhang Danfeng smiled angrily at Lei Ying: "Sister, you still forget that test, right?"

Lei Yingxing's eyes were round, Zhang Danfeng's neck shrank, shrugged his shoulders, and made a helpless gesture to Meng Yang, obviously there was nothing he could do about this girl's leader.

"Someone!" Lei Ying saw that Zhang Danfeng was scared away, his face was triumphant, and he shouted loudly outside the door.

A tall man wearing the costume of the Northern Tiger Regiment rushed in with a giant hammer on his shoulder, Meng Yang glanced at the giant hammer lightly, and was taken aback, this giant hammer weighed three thousand catties to say the least, and saw the expression of this man carrying the light as nothing on his shoulder, and suddenly felt that this Northern Tiger Regiment was really as the Jinsha people said, it was a place where the dragon and the tiger were hidden!

"Xiaojiu, hurry up and bring up the two altars of the begonia that the head of the regiment likes to drink!" Lei Ying shouted excitedly to the man called Xiaojiu.

Xiaojiu held the handle of the giant hammer in one hand, and when he saw Meng Yang with an unfamiliar face standing aside like a javelin, he was heroic, stretched out his empty hand in front of Meng Yang, and said in a rough voice: "Brother, my name is Xiaojiu, I will cover you after I enter the group!" Come, shake hands, we will be brothers from now on!"

Monyan stretched out his hand and grasped the huge hand.

The strange thing is that the two shook hands, but they were reluctant to let go for a long time.

After just three or five breaths, Xiaojiu's face was flushed, and he shouted in a rough voice: "Brother, let go, you are about to crush my hand, oh, I am a dear mother, you have so much strength――――――, brother!" After Meng Yang let go of his hand, Xiaojiu put the almost unconscious palm to his mouth and kept blowing, while pausing and shouting!

Zhang Danfeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, looking at Meng Yang.

Others don't know, but he does.

In the Northern Tiger Regiment, in terms of the strength of Dao's hands, without using spiritual power, Xiaojiu's strength is far superior to him, so the purple gold hammer used by Xiaojiu weighs three thousand catties, while his fine iron rod weighs only two thousand five hundred catties!

If it is a wrist break in the Northern Tiger Regiment, Xiaojiu is undoubtedly the first person to be undoubtedly!

Even Xiaojiu was impressed by the power in Meng Yang's hand, how much strength did this young man named Meng Yang have??

For a while, Zhang Danfeng's mood became very eager, and the depression caused by Qingcheng Haixuanlei, which had plagued him for several days, seemed to have been diluted a lot!

Talent!

This is the talent that God gave him and the Northern Tiger Regiment!

The importance of talents, until Zhang Danfeng began to create the North Tiger Regiment gradually understood, so he has been paying great attention to the discovery and cultivation of talents over the years, he spent 80% of the benefits created by the North Tiger Regiment to the brothers in the regiment, which is also the fundamental reason why the North Tiger Regiment has always been very united, and everyone dares to sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths!

There is not necessarily a gain if you have to pay, but you must pay the price if you want to get it. It's an iron law.

Zhang Danfeng didn't know that the young man named Meng Yang in front of him had this law in his heart as early as five years old, and had been using this law to guide his actions until today.

"Xiaojiu, are you deflated now?Giggles, why don't you go and move the wine soon?" Lei Ying had a gloating expression on his face: "I don't want to think about your big stupid head, who brought this talent back?" Tell you, Meng Yang was brought back by the head of this regiment!" Lei Ying said proudly, looking at Xiaojiu's funny appearance and laughing wildly.

Xiaojiu didn't have a lost expression on his face, and shouted in his mouth: "I'm not alive, my throne as the first strong man is not guaranteed, I don't live anymore・・・・・・" shouted, but ran out with a smile on his face, and the footsteps were earth-shattering, and the momentum was amazing.

What a mighty man! Meng Yang secretly admired in his heart, to be honest, Xiaojiu's temptation just now, Zhang Danfeng's temptation, he felt that it was understandable, after all, this is the Northern Tiger Regiment, an elite team of hunters, those who have no strength are not qualified at all, and they don't want to get in.

Monyan loved the atmosphere.

It's very kind, very harmonious, and people can't help but feel warm in their hearts.

Since he was a child, he has never had the experience of living so intimately with others, and all his knowledge comes from the teaching of alcoholics and his own learning, pondering and observation.

Everything about this place, Monyan loved it.

Almost a dozen breaths later, the earth-shattering footsteps sounded again, and Meng Yang turned his head to see Xiaojiu running in with two jars of five-pound wine in one hand.

Lei Ying greeted him, and with a gesture of both hands, he took down the two jars from the small wine hand, but said angrily: "Xiaojiu, didn't I ask you to bring the two jars up?

Xiaojiu laughed and said: "Today's group leader, didn't you find us this good brother who seems to be weak, but is actually extremely violent? I just lost in his hands, and if I recognize this brother, I have to respect him with a jar of wine!"

Xiaojiu said that his eyebrows were dancing and he was arrogant!

After saying a few words, Meng Yang suddenly felt a feeling of blood boiling all over his body!

In an instant, he felt that if he was to follow such a group of people from birth to death in the future, drinking wine and eating meat in a big bowl, wouldn't it be the kind of happy life that a drunkard said?

"Brother, take the wine!"

"Meng Yang, take the wine!"

Two shouts, almost at the same time!

In an instant, Meng Yang saw two jars of wine smashing towards him like a lightning bolt!

Yes, not throwing, not flying, but smashing!

Because, the two jars of wine were wrapped in spiritual power, which affected the surrounding air, making a violent tearing sound of spiritual power breaking through the air!

Or temptation!

"Yes! Thank you for the wine!"

When it was too late, Meng Yang shouted loudly, his hands moved quickly in front of his chest like a flower and a willow, and the two jars of wine wrapped in powerful spiritual power seemed to be put down lightly, and fell silently and steadily on Meng Yang's outstretched hands!

Quiescence.

Deathly silence!