Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 1219. Dogs passing by will be scolded

Congee felt that her words were absolutely valid and well-founded, not just words.

She has led many people in the fourth bureau over the years.

Every time a new person comes in, Zhao Xinghua will throw it to her, and she has taken care of many people.

But she has never seen any of them like this!

The one-in-a-million pick Fang Zichong and others: "..."

There is no way to survive, just hit them to death with a tofu.

They hung their heads in shame.

Xi Mo rarely helped them explain, saying: "They only participated in basic training, and they are definitely not as good as you."

The nature of the two sides is still different.

In fact, the four rounds of training are anti-human.

They will use extreme methods to train people and push them into desperate situations to achieve breakthroughs.

Congee is a talented person, so I never feel tired.

An ordinary person would not be able to withstand their kind of training.

Not only talent is required, but also strong psychological quality. Otherwise, if the kung fu is not trained, people will go crazy.

It's just that Qiu Qiu grew up in the fourth department, and was surrounded by the same kind of people. He subconsciously thought that everyone should be as powerful as them, but in fact they were not.

Fang Zichong's strength is not bad, but he has not received the four rounds of extreme training, so it is difficult to adapt for a while. In addition, he is careless, which is why he is so miserable.

Porridge listened to his words and thought for a long time before she understood what he meant.

She sighed and said, "I don't understand, but I respect you."

The tone was old-fashioned.

It's like an old-fashioned person can't understand the appearance of today's young people.

In fact, she herself is obviously the youngest one here.

Looking at her with a bit of fun, Ximo asked, "Then do you have any training methods suitable for them now?"

Porridge thought for a while, "Forget it, I'll split it up and do a few separate trainings. I'll put this at the end."

I thought this institution was for entry-level exams, but unexpectedly it turned into a final exam.

Just, I have mixed feelings.

Porridge didn't complain, and quickly settled down.

They were too bad, no, she had to improve them all as soon as possible.

The military commander listened and nodded silently, but still let everyone else give it a try.

Although the results are the same, experiencing it personally can give them some ideas.

At the same time, it can also allow Qi Zhou to see their strengths and weaknesses and teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

That's right, their advantages are still not enough in Porridge's eyes.

In the end, the commander asked Qiuchi to demonstrate again. Seeing her brisk figure passing through unscathed, without even a strand of hair being messed up, Fang Zichong was really convinced by them.

He looked even more adoring, he was worthy of being a wealthy man, he was so awesome!
Looking at their expressions, the military commander nodded with satisfaction, which was considered to have achieved the effect he wanted.

"Okay, then from now on, you can all train with Congee honestly. Don't act like a monster. If anyone dares to play tricks, come here."

At the end of his speech, he glanced at the training room.

He watched with satisfaction as each of them froze slightly, with a somewhat frightened expression.

Sure enough, we still need porridge to treat them, so as not to cause them to float to the sky one by one every day without knowing how high the sky is.

After listening to these words, Porridge realized that they sounded familiar.

It seems that Uncle Zhao also said this to people who have just entered the fourth round.

At that time, she thought this was a reward for them. Was it actually a punishment?

No wonder their expressions looked like they were crying, and she thought they were excited.

After all, Uncle Zhao usually didn't let her go to the training room to play. She had to complete several tasks before she could get a chance to play.

In fact, Zhao Xinghua was just afraid that her grades would be too good and irritate others.

Appropriate stimulation is okay and has a certain motivating effect, but if it is excessive, you may go crazy. Overall, the father and daughter would regard the devil's training room as a reward.

Every time he thinks about this, Zhao Xinghua feels sad and proud, feeling that his vision is really good.

It's a pity that Porridge never knew about this. People always subconsciously view the world based on themselves.

This is how a beautiful misunderstanding arose.

It wasn't until today that Congee finally knew the truth.

After knowing this, I couldn't help but sigh again that they were too weak.

Hey, she finally realized how lonely it felt to be invincible.

The little girl had no energy to rearrange the mechanism. It took her a day to do it, and then she went to them with the prescription.

Suddenly the whole island was filled with the sound of Porridge running wild.

"What are you doing? It's so simple. You don't want me to continue to lower the difficulty?"

"If you want to participate in any competition, just carry your schoolbag and go to kindergarten. The toys there are suitable for you!"

"Hurry up, don't try to blackmail me, I am a person protected by a contract now."

"You are really the worst class I have ever led!"

"..."

Xi Mo took a look quietly and happened to hear Congee cursing. After a moment of silence, he left quietly to avoid being implicated and scolded.

After all, looking at Congee like this, any dog ​​passing by would be scolded by her.

Seeing him like this, the military commander couldn't help but want to laugh, "Why, are you so afraid of Congee? Who is the uncle and who is the niece?"

Xi Mo looked at him deeply and said, "Why don't you go and listen first?"

Just listen.

The military commander leaned over and listened for a while, then came back within two minutes and said to him: "Let's go, go quickly, go quickly."

This porridge is too scary.

He patted Xi Mo on the shoulder and said sympathetically: "It's not easy for you either."

Xi Mo gave him a "you just know" look, sighed and left.

The two of them didn't go far, and stopped when they came to the training room where Congee started working.

Schimmer couldn't help but said: "Compared with the people in the fourth round, our strength is indeed far behind."

"Fourth Bureau..." The Army Commander read these two words and sighed, "If it weren't for Ye Lingfeng and Chu Zhou, the Fourth Bureau would have changed several times in the past ten years."

The Fourth Bureau is responsible for the most dangerous missions. Everyone must write a suicide note and prepare for the worst before going on a mission.

It's not that they are pessimistic, that's the truth.

All countries are eyeing them, and there are constant small moves behind their backs. These will take four rounds to deal with.

They walk on the edge of hell every day.

This is also the reason why people with no relatives or connections are given priority in the selection process.

Without relatives, there will be no thoughts in my heart.

At the same time, even if something happens, there is no need for many sad people in the world.

They died silently.

There are too many such things.

It wasn't until Ye Lingfeng joined the fourth round that the situation improved. When the porridge was gone, the loss was reduced to a minimum.

In addition to her own abilities, there are also her bunch of weird talismans and the "spirit group" she trained, who secretly helped a lot.

In recent years, fewer and fewer people from other countries have been tortured, but there is more and more evidence of ghosts in the world.

When he thought of this, the military commander wanted to laugh a little and felt very relieved.

Although he and Zhao Xinghua always quarrel with each other, they sincerely hope that each other and their respective subordinates can return safely.

Fortunately, there is porridge.

(End of this chapter)