Datang's strongest super god army

Chapter 1905
Chapter 1905
Assigning one's confidantes to exercise in a decentralized manner is already a fact of life.

Wasn't it because Huang Fu was sent down by Chen Qiao to be stationed in Dongnvguo at the beginning, which paved the way for him to enter the post of general later.

Just like the decentralization of Beijing officials, there are only two possibilities, either they are promoted after a period of time, or they are directly decentralized and no longer be reused.

Brother Han has his own foundation, and Chen Qiao feels very relieved. At least he will not be blindsided when dealing with local affairs.

Chen Qiao smiled and said:

"It's not a bad thing, you don't have to be so secretive."

"You have to let him know that you value him. In fact, the best reward for him is to let others know that he is yours, so that he will not have too many dissatisfaction when dealing with some important matters. Appropriate restraint."

"Of course, you also have to see that character clearly."

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I know." Brother Han put down the spear, took the towel and wiped his sweat, panting slightly:

"I've been paying attention to this man since he joined the Black Dragon Army. He has a unique talent in handling details, and he is a bit experienced in handling affairs. As for the issue of loyalty, he has been tested and reliable!"

"Well, it's good that you know, but don't be too anxious, there is still enough time, and you have time to cultivate your own team." Chen Qiao comforted:

"Of course, you can't be too sloppy. At that time, your uncle Shen Yongda and the others will leave the Black Dragon Army. They will stay in the court."

"I see." Brother Han nodded solemnly. He knew all of this, but he couldn't cultivate a team like the first generation of the Black Dragon Army.

If Chen Qiao knew what he was thinking, he would definitely smile and say to him, silly boy, it's because you don't have a system.

Zheng Ang on the side is regarded as a vegetable, he is just a little transparent, he doesn't want to talk, and he doesn't want to hear what they are talking about.

While Zheng Ang was still silent, Chen Qiao glanced at him and said:

"Zheng Ang, you come, accompany me to do a few tricks!"

"Ah, oh, right now, right now!"

Zheng Ang originally wanted to refuse, but after seeing Chen Qiao's eyes, he was scared, this is the old man, and he can't beat him.

He can only declare that he is not cowardly, but from the heart.

"Take the style you are best at, let's go through a few moves and see how you have improved recently?"

"Okay, come right away!"

Zheng Ang put down the standard spear, picked up his best weapon, and stood on the other side of the school field.

Brother Han also temporarily put down his thinking, leaning against a tree on one side, quietly watching the upcoming fight on the school field.

It's a discussion, but it's better to say that Chen Qiao is giving Zheng Ang some tricks. Chen Qiao's title of God of War in the Tang Dynasty is not a joke. A few random tricks from others are enough for them to study hard.

"Are you ready?" Chen Qiao said with a relaxed tone, holding the kun knives in one hand and looking at Zheng Ang opposite.

Zheng Ang held the gold-plated spear tightly in both hands, swallowed, and solemnly said: "I'm ready!"

"bring it on!"

With Chen Qiao's loud shout, Zheng Ang was almost taken aback, but when he was about to block, Chen Qiao's long knife was already approaching.

He already knew about the move that Chen Qiao advocated, and Zheng Ang was used to Chen Qiao's move for a long time.

However, in Chen Qiao's view, fixed impressions are not the attitude a martial artist should have.

When facing Zheng Ang's familiar block, Chen made a side slash, which made Zheng Ang miss his last chance and made him resist in panic.

Chen Qiao's speed was really too fast. When he started a sprint, Chen Qiao disappeared on the spot, and then the sound of Chen Qiao's footsteps was heard not far away.

The wind and sand in the small school field in the backyard made Zheng Ang's eyes a little blurred, but he suddenly had an intuition in his heart that he wanted to chop backwards, but just when he was about to hit the ground and chop backwards, footsteps came from ahead Voice.

Under the hesitation of intuition and hearing, he hesitated, but just as he hesitated, Chen Qiao's knives knife was already on his neck.

Zheng Ang raised his head slightly, and saw Chen Qiao's serious gaze, which made him bow his head a little guilty.

"Why didn't you raise your gun and stab it?" Chen Qiao asked harshly.

Zheng Ang lowered his head, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then said:

"Just now I had an intuitive feeling that you would be behind me, but I heard your footsteps in front again, so I hesitated just now."

Hearing his explanation, Chen Qiao's complexion did not improve, but directly said severely:
"Is this your fighting intuition? It's too bad, what is in your mind?"

Chen Qiao scolded him mercilessly, "Could it be that you are like this on the battlefield, if you are still like this, then you can quit the Black Dragon Army directly."

"It's really embarrassing, you don't even have this fighting awareness, you have countless lives and it's not enough for you to die, you idiot!"

"Don't you know how to choose one of the two? If there is no answer to the first choice, wouldn't you choose another one?"

Zheng Ang had no choice but to look at Brother Han silently. Under the latter's high-spirited gaze, he reluctantly accepted Chen Qiao's scolding.

Although he was under Chen Qiao's scolding on the surface, his heart was still quite warm. He knew what Chen Qiao's character was, and a person who was so lazy would teach you so harshly. I have to say that this was also a sign that he was worried about you.

Soon, half an hour passed, and Zheng Ang's original emotion disappeared completely. It turned out that he just wanted to scold himself.

In half an hour, he changed three water bladders, which is enough to see how intense Chen Qiao's speech was, and he even talked about his being raped by a wild boar in his early years, just to educate him.

Zheng Ang was speechless, and Brother Han was speechless.

"Forget it, forget it, you will need to control it yourself on the battlefield from now on, so I won't say anything."

Do you still call it or not?
Why do I feel that you are just here to vent your emotions?
Zheng Ang suddenly felt a little wronged in his heart, seeing his pitiful expression, Brother Han turned his head twitchingly.

After half an hour of quarrel education, Chen Qiao left contentedly.

Maybe neither of them noticed, but Chen Qiao's knives hadn't been pulled out from the beginning.

Finally, after Chen Qiao left, Brother Han had a chance to get close to Zheng Ang.

He didn't come when Chen Qiao was here just now, but he only came after everyone left, which seemed a little too dishonest. As his brother-in-law and subordinate, Zheng Ang also has a temper.

He ignored Chen Qiao, just let out a cold snort, and then left the school field in the backyard.

(End of this chapter)