The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1479 The Eyeless Yan Feng
"It's almost there."

Yanfeng patted Song Lefeng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will give you a chance to torment them later."

Ode to the wind... I still don't want it anymore, keep it for yourself.

While the two were talking, many candidates had already arrived in the square.

After Lao Shui and the others counted the number, they nodded to Yan Feng: "Examiner, everyone is here."

Yan Feng nodded slightly.

Converging all the smiles on his face, he walked towards the center of the square.

"I am the chief examiner of your exam, Yan Feng."

"Cloud Fleet, left forward major general."

"If you pass the third test, from now on, we will be comrades in arms."

Yan Feng's voice was cold.

The loud and sonorous words rang in the ears of all the candidates, and in an instant, the blood of the candidates began to boil.

Entering the Cloud Fleet is the dream of many fighters.

Qilut stood in the first row, looking at Yanfeng with a face full of admiration.

"So handsome!"

He muttered to himself.

If one day he can become a person like this major general Yanfeng, then he will wake up with a smile in his dreams.

Young Master Yan looked at the pretentious Yan Feng not far away, and narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly: Are you handsome?

Why didn't she see it?

Young Master Yan could only feel the strong secondary aura that belonged exclusively to Yan Feng.

Song Lefeng was standing in the team of examiners, and he swept through the whole team casually, only to find the position of the Patriarch of his family.

Fuck!Right in front of him. !
Song Lingfeng was so frightened that his scalp exploded, and subconsciously raised his chest, raised his head and retracted his abdomen.

The one standing in a military posture is definitely the most solemn among all the examiners.

In the back, Lao Shui and the other four looked at each other inexplicably, wondering what was wrong with General Song?

They have never seen these generals standing in such a good posture since they joined the army.

Usually, they are casual and lazy.

Young Master Yan's peach-blossom eyes glanced at Yan Feng casually, and his eyes slightly raised: This kid's military posture is really bad.

Unprecedentedly bad.

In the future, the head of the family will remake him! !

Let him study hard, what is military posture!

Yan Feng was giving an impassioned speech in the square when he suddenly felt a cool gaze on him.

That gaze is very familiar.

Among them, the mixed meaning is even more familiar.

Yan Feng tightened his muscles almost subconsciously, showing a state of extreme tension.

... The house, the head of the house? !

Yan Feng was so frightened that he immediately looked around and looked around several times, but he couldn't find any familiar figure.

He took a deep breath, sweat dripping from his forehead.

No, no.

The Patriarch of his family just got engaged to Princess Xingyun and is on their honeymoon, how could he come to such a place where no shit is possible to watch the selection of candidates?
In previous years, the head of the family would never come to such a small place.

Yan Feng comforted himself, but the uneasiness in his heart always existed.

The more restless he is, the more irritable he becomes.

Looking at the candidates in front of him is even more unpleasant.

He simply stopped giving a speech, and just snorted coldly.

"Being a soldier, the most basic point is to have the physical strength to continue fighting."

"Everyone, run ten laps around the jungle! The first one to finish the run will report to the examiner."

Lao Shui and the others were slightly stunned.

Run, run laps?
This is not an exam topic they are preparing for.

Song Lingfeng heard this, his teeth turned cold, and he subconsciously went to see the head of his family.

(End of this chapter)