Bye-bye~
"Bye-bye." Yang Feng smiled faintly and replied, watching his sister walk into the school.
She then looked at the man across from the school, her eyes turning cold in an instant, like ice.
It's cold, very cold, extremely cold!
The man opposite Yang Feng, being stared at, slid off the hood of the car, a flicker of fear creeping into his heart. He quickly shook his head and looked at Yang Feng again.
But he was no longer there, as if he had vanished.
"Holy crap, was that person a ghost? How did they disappear so suddenly?"
The playboy's name is Wang Honghui, he murmured in surprise.
At that moment, Yang Feng watched the black Porsche drive away from a short distance away. He had an idea in mind, and then took out his old-fashioned mobile phone to make a call to Heng Qing.
"Young Master Yang, hello, what can I do for you by calling me?" Hengqing asked, puzzled, on the other end of the phone.
"I have something to do. You need to protect someone for me, my sister. I'll send you her photo later. If anything happens to her, come see me immediately!"
Yang Feng went straight to the point.
"no problem."
Hengqing was sweating slightly and quickly replied.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Feng sent Heng Qing a photo of his sister and then left.
He walked towards the direction of the ordinary residential area. At eight o'clock, Lin Yan would send a helicopter to pick him up and take him to the Northeast Military Region.
The exercise was scheduled to begin at exactly 10:00 AM. If Yang Feng joined in, they would already have won half the battle.
After I got home, it was almost time, so I went up the stairs to the roof.
Once on the rooftop, I looked out at the bright sunlight shining on me, feeling warm and comfortable.
Yang Feng suddenly realized that there was more spiritual energy around him than before. He then sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the spiritual energy by circulating his mental cultivation technique.
He stopped practicing his cultivation technique only when the helicopter slowly flew over. He stood up from the ground and noticed that the spiritual energy in his dantian was slightly more than before.
Perhaps there's a bit more spiritual energy in the early morning.
Yang Feng thought to himself, then suddenly leaped onto the helicopter, which was five meters above the roof.
There will be a second watch tonight.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 177 Hot-Blooded Military Uniform
The pilot, who was sitting in the cockpit and was about to descend slowly, was startled when Yang Feng suddenly jumped in.
No wonder this incredibly young man is the new instructor in the Northeast region's troops; he's so skilled.
He naturally didn't believe that Yang Feng had jumped up without external assistance; he thought Yang Feng had stepped on something to get there.
Yang Feng sat in his seat, glanced at the driver in front of him, and realized it wasn't the one who had brought him back yesterday. He then said, "Let's hurry up and go."
The pilot's surprise had not yet faded when he turned to look ahead and began to control the helicopter, slowly flying towards the Northeast Region troops.
As the helicopter ascended higher, the ordinary residential area disappeared from Yang Feng's view, and everything below appeared very small.
After about an hour, the helicopter came to a steady stop on the flat parking area of the base, and the propellers gradually stopped spinning.
Yang Feng jumped off the helicopter, glanced at the surroundings, and then strode quickly to the training ground, where he saw Long Xukun and the others sitting on the ground resting, each of them seemingly with a smile on their face.
The soldier who was resting next to Long Xukun noticed Instructor Yang Feng walking over from not far away. His eyes widened immediately, and he excitedly nudged Long Xukun.
"What's wrong?" Long Xukun opened his eyes, looked at him, and asked.
"The instructor is here," the soldier whispered.
Long Xukun looked over, suddenly stood up, and immediately called up the group of soldiers who were resting.
In just a moment, all 250 soldiers stood as straight as tree trunks, watching Yang Feng slowly approaching from not far away.
"Good job, Instructor Yang!!"
The crowd immediately shouted in unison, their voices filled with undisguised excitement.
Hearing their bold and unrestrained voices, Yang Feng smiled faintly and said:
"Hello, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work at all!"
The crowd responded in unison, their faces beaming with joy. It was clear they had felt a significant improvement in their strength.
"How did you guys feel about yesterday's training? Are your muscles still sore?"
Yang Feng smiled slightly, looking at them, and asked,
"It doesn't hurt!!"