At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu, who was following Qin Yuan, rolled his eyes when he saw this situation.

"Does our captain and this instructor have some kind of charisma? Look at the undercurrents surging between these two people. Will there be a big battle in a short while, leaving the two of them to you and me?"

"

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu, the king of tomorrow, said this, stretched out his arm to touch him, and said in a low voice.

"You think this is the martial arts novels you read? Well, stop talking nonsense here."

After Jiang Xiaoyu heard what Wang Ming said, he quickly shut his mouth and stopped talking. Qin Yuan turned around and faced the consulting team behind him.

"Don't forget what I told you before. This Iron Fist Regiment is a top soldier with excellent numbers. When the company comes to him, it will be a good opportunity for you to learn. You all should learn from me. If anyone dares to make mistakes,

If so, be careful I will punish you double."

When everyone heard Qin Yuan's words, it didn't sound like a joke. Everyone agreed. Although they were both soldiers, they understood one thing. It was like a general leading a group of soldiers when they met.

Another general leads a group of soldiers. Which soldier can give them face depends on the quality of these soldiers.

You said it well, these soldiers are like a raging army, and this is also their chance to make Qin Yuan look good.

And when Gong Jian looked at him like this, he just smiled and said to Qin Yuan.
Chapter completed!