In the distance, a sound of birds crying in the forest came, and it became louder and louder in the middle of the night.

"How are they training?" Xu Haifeng asked casually.

There were three people standing beside him. In addition to the two brothers Lin Jiahui and Lin Muhe, there was another one who was Jiang Kongming and Jiang Grand Military Advisor.

Jiang Kongming naturally knew that what he was referring to was the martial arts people. A hint of pride appeared on his face. In front of Xu Haifeng, he never concealed his inner expression: "With Taiyi Zhenren, he personally supervised. If these people still don't work hard, it would be unreasonable."

Since the more than 200 heroes from the martial arts world in the northern region put their own marks on the white silk, Jiang Kongming divided them into two teams.

Anyone who is old and respected will invite them out of the team and no longer participate in the training of the special forces.

As for those 187 heroes who were about thirty or below, they practiced meticulously according to the training intensity of the Black Flag Army.

There are many strange projects such as rolling in the mud, marching with loads, and so on.

Although the world's number one person came forward to supervise himself, there were long complaints below, and his morale was so sluggish that he was three points weaker than the garrison troops in ordinary places.

However, after these two days of training, Xu Haifeng had to admit that none of the people brought in the Hu Temple were soft-legged shrimps that were fishing in troubled waters.

Their training results reached extremely high standards, far exceeding the five major legions of the Han Dynasty. Even the Black Flag Army was just like this. But who are the soldiers of the Black Flag Army? How can ordinary people compare with them?

With such a sluggish morale, Xu Haifeng's only sigh is that he is worthy of being a veritable special forces... a special seed force.

Suddenly, I felt something strange behind me. When I turned around, I saw a bright light in Lin Jiahui's eyes. He was not unfamiliar with this light. Everyone who has strong confidence in themselves will have this light in their eyes, which is called ambition.

What kind of troops are special forces? Every member there is at least a second-grade or above. If he has military discipline, then the strength of this unit can be imagined.

Perhaps, the only disadvantage of this army is that it has too few people. If only 200 people are devoted to large-scale melee, no matter how high their martial arts are, unless they are 200 masters, they will not have any fatal impact on tens of thousands of enemy troops.

Are there two hundred masters? He shook his head quickly and threw this ridiculous idea behind his head.

However, this special forces are already strong enough. At least from any aspect, they can definitely be regarded as rare elite soldiers. As for the reason for their morale, it is that Lin Jiahui has not yet taken office. Once he comes to the stage, hum... his face is cold and he appears vicious.

As long as he can command this army, as long as he can continuously complete the tasks assigned by Xu Haifeng, for his future career, it will be like riding an unparalleled horse and running forward at a flying speed. As soon as he thinks of this, his heart will involuntarily become hot, and there is an uncontrollable flush on his face.

Zhang Jinzhong changed his name and was fostered at his old friend Lin Yixing's home. He originally hoped that he could live a peaceful life. But he never expected that when his only son grew up, his yearning for official positions was far above him, and he could even be described as obsession.

Xu Haifeng and Jiang Kongming exchanged glances. They cooperated tacitly and had many words no longer needed to communicate through words.

After a while, they had arrived in front of a row of houses.

"Here, Brother Lin, are you ready?"

"Yes, my subordinates have already prepared it." Lin Jiahui said respectfully.

Xu Haifeng nodded gently and said, "Then you go."

Lin Jiahui responded and walked to the playground in front of the house. A huge gong was erected in the middle. He raised the awl beside him, and suddenly beat the gong with force.

"Bang..."

The loud loud noise spread from afar, and at this late night, it was even more thrilling.

Although he was prepared for a long time, Lin Muhe shivered smartly. On the contrary, Jiang Kongming was like a deaf man, and was indifferent at all. For Mr. Jiang, who had been tragically damaged by Qin Yong's huge roar for a long time, this voice was really not enough.

"Fuck it..."

"Which turtle son..."

"I'm going to die, get out of here..."

Mixed with bursts of roar, dozens of big men rushed out of the house. They were all in disheveled clothes, and some even ran out in a fierce manner just wearing shorts.

They ran towards the middle of the venue angrily. At this time, only Lin Jiahui stood next to the huge gong without any concealment. He was so eye-catching that he didn't know who the culprit of disturbing their good dreams would be too stupid.

Lin Jiahui carried his hands on his back, his face turned a cold, and turned a blind eye to their anger.

His expression immediately angered almost everyone. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. People who practice martial arts have a higher eye than their top, and no one can stand such a despised attitude.

A big man was wearing only a pair of long trousers. He was naked with his upper body, his breasts were exposed, and his body was covered with strong muscles. It was obvious that his external skills had achieved certain achievements. He rushed to Lin Jiahui with one step, stretched out his big hand, and was about to pull him up.

Lin Jiahui showed disdainful expression on his face, and his left hand shot out like lightning. It was already heavily printed on his chest before the man's big hand touched his body.

"Wow……"

With a shrill scream, his tall body flew backwards like a cloud and a mist. Seeing that the situation was not good, one of his fellow disciples quickly rushed forward and caught his heavy body. However, a powerful force came from him, making him unstable. The two fell to the ground at the same time, turning into a ball of rolling gourds.

Everyone felt cold. This strong man was quite famous in this team and was already among the first-class masters. However, he couldn't even get away with a single move in front of this person.

"Lin Jiahui?" suddenly shouted loudly.

Lin Jiahui was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, someone could recognize him. He looked at him and immediately realized that the person who called out his name was Zhang Fusen, one of the personal disciples of Lu Yangming of Kuaijianmen.

The two families were powerful enemies who were incompatible with water and fire, but since the battle in the northern border, Lu Yangming saved Lin Yixing's life by a god, the situation suddenly changed greatly. Not only were the two of them, but even the children of the two families felt much more pleasing to each other, and they no longer had the same disgust as before.

"Brother Zhang." Lin Jiahui bowed.

Zhang Fusen hesitated and returned a bow, and he was extremely surprised.

As a great disciple of Kuaijian Sect, he not only has excellent martial arts skills, but has reached the second-grade level, but more importantly, he knows that Lin Jiahui and Lin Muhe, the two most outstanding descendants in Meilin Villa, are just second-grade skills.

However, Lin Jiahui's palm just now was extremely domineering, as fast as lightning, and his strength and speed were far above him, and his power was almost comparable to his master.

This is called an expert who stretches out his hand and doesn't know anything. With his power of his palm, those with a little knowledge can see that he has entered the first rank.

Even among the four major families of crouching tigers, hidden dragons, can reach this level at such a young age.

Lin Jiahui's palm was like a bucket of cold and bone-black water, which aroused everyone's anger. Although everyone knew that as long as Lin Jiahui was twice as powerful as he rushed forward, he would definitely not be his opponent. But no one dared to be this bird that stood out at this time.

"Ahem..."

Xu Haifeng coughed and walked out of the darkness.

"Master Xu." All the calls were neat and uniform, and the warriors cherished each other. They would support the people who could convince them from their hearts.

With a slight smile, Xu Haifeng's eyes swept across the scene, and even the two fellow brothers who were dizzy and fell, barely stood up.

He pointed to Lin Jiahui who stood proudly with his hand and said, "Everyone, this is the commander-in-chief of the special forces arranged by Mr. Xu, Lin Jiahui."

Everyone looked at each other, and due to Xu Haifeng's reputation, no one dared to contradict him. However, at this time, everyone looked at Lin Jiahui with a look of resentment.

"Ha..." He shouted loudly and focused everyone's attention on himself again. Lin Jiahui said loudly: "I am not talented, I am appreciated by the lord, and I am really grateful in my heart. However, I also know that you will definitely not accept it. So I will say here, if you are not convinced, as long as you can knock me down, then..." He suddenly stopped talking, glanced at the people with different expressions, and said: "Then, I will abdicate and give in to the wise. He will be the commander of this special forces.

A sentence aroused the waves of thousands of stones, and the scene suddenly became lively. There were definitely many people with this idea. They just didn’t have the ability to do so. They were afraid that if they said it, they would make a laughing stock.

At this time, Lin Jiahui's words were exactly what they wanted, and several people were ready to move. However, the real masters remained silent. Those who had the skills of the first grade or above could see that the power of his palm just now was quite a bit serious. Even if they were unwilling to give up, they would not dare to humiliate themselves.

Xu Haifeng smiled calmly. This Lin Jiahui did have the real ability to use it for a few brushes and knew the principles of rational use. With his martial arts at this time, with those clowns, he could only help him establish a more majestic and strong image in the hearts of everyone.

After tonight, as long as he can lead the way in war and make a stubborn decision on weekdays, the position of this commander will be as stable as Mount Tai.
Chapter completed!