Shen Mojun's pupils shrank suddenly, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

Their father, Chen Jingguo, was the captain of the most powerful special forces in China, the Shenlong Special Forces. His strength was unfathomable. Even Chen Haojun, the youngest soldier in China, probably wouldn't be able to make ten moves in his hands.

But even so, Chen Jingguo didn’t even have the qualifications to join that mysterious department. What kind of existence is that?

"What department is it?" Shen Mojun asked.

Chen Haojun shook his head and said, "I don't know, I was discovered by my grandfather and the others shortly after I got close to the study. Then they sternly warned me not to say anything I heard, so sister, don't betray me, otherwise you will lose a cute and handsome brother like me."

Shen Mojun took a deep breath and her thoughts began to become a little confused. Could it be that Chen Qingyang really came out of that mysterious department?

"What do you think is the probability that Chen Qingyang comes from that department?" Shen Mojun asked.

Chen Haojun hesitated for a while before saying, "I can't say that, although his information files are mysterious, he is too young after all, and even his father is not qualified to enter that department. How can he have that strength? Anyway, I don't believe it."

Shen Mojun nodded slightly. In fact, her idea was the same. Chen Haojun was already a top expert among his peers. Chen Qingyang was about the same age as him. No matter how evil it was, it was absolutely impossible for him to reach the height of Chen Jingguo.

"Sister, I have already helped you. If you have to know Chen Qingyang's information, I think you can only ask grandpa." Chen Haojun said helplessly.

"Forget it, let's talk about it then." Shen Mojun shook her head and said. With her understanding of Chen Hongjun, even if she asked, she would probably not get the answer.

"Sister, I'll say assumptions, assuming that Chen Qingyang really came out of that department, would you accept him?" Chen Haojun asked carefully.

"It's impossible." Shen Mojun left a few words coldly and left, making Chen Haojun on the side smile bitterly.

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After coming out of the training room, Chen Qingyang walked straight to the dormitory building. At a corner, a military vehicle suddenly rushed out. Fortunately, Chen Qingyang reacted in time and rushed towards the grass next to him, and then escaped the disaster.

"What happened?" A low voice sounded inside the military vehicle.

"Chief, it seems like someone was in front of us just now. I wonder if he had hit him?" The driving guard said timidly.

"I can't go down and take a look!" The voice was filled with a reprimand.

"Yes, Chief."

The guard quickly got out of the car and happened to see Chen Qingyang getting up from the grass. His heart finally fell down.

"Are you okay?" the guard stepped forward and asked.

Chen Qingyang patted the mud on his body. Just as he was about to say that he was fine, Yu Guang suddenly found a middle-aged man sitting in the military car.

The middle-aged man also looked at Chen Qingyang outside the car. His eyes were confused at first, then his body trembled suddenly and he quickly walked out of the car.

Watching the middle-aged man get out of the car, Chen Qingyang knew that he had recognized him.

"You are... Chen Qingyang?" Zhao Tianhu asked with some uncertainty.

The middle-aged man walking down from the military vehicle was Zhao Tianhu, the commander-in-chief of the military training. When he saw the thin and pale Chen Qingyang in front of him, he was indeed a little confused. After all, this was far from what he remembered.

"Captain Zhao, long time no see." Chen Qingyang said with a smile, his eyes clearly with a hint of respect.

"It's you?" Zhao Tianhu walked up with excitement, grabbed Chen Qingyang's shoulder with both hands, felt his thin bones, and his expression was obviously stunned.

"What's going on?" Zhao Tianhu asked in disbelief.

Now Chen Qingyang's physique is not as good as that of the soldiers in the army, even ordinary people, and it is not exaggerated to describe it as being weak.

"I was injured a little and my health became worse." Chen Qingyang said with a wry smile.

Zhao Tianhu frowned slightly. Although he didn't know what Chen Qingyang had experienced, seeing such a weak Chen Qingyang was probably not just a little injured.

"How come you are here for military training?" Zhao Tianhu asked in confusion. Chen Qingyang was wearing clearly the clothes for military training for freshmen at Fuhai University.

Even if Chen Qingyang was standing next to a national leader at this moment, Zhao Tianhu would not be surprised at all, but Chen Qingyang is actually a freshman now, which was completely unexpected.

"Captain Zhao, I retired a year ago and am now a freshman." Chen Qingyang said helplessly.

Zhao Tianhu in front of him was the captain who trained him after Chen Qingyang joined the army. During the first period, Zhao Tianhu was simply a terrifying devil in Chen Qingyang's heart.

However, if there is anyone who Chen Qingyang is most grateful to in the army, it is definitely Zhao Tianhu. Without him, there would not be Chen Qingyang later.

Feeling the helplessness in Chen Qingyang's eyes, Zhao Tianhu sighed secretly. He didn't have to guess that he knew that Chen Qingyang retired due to injury.

"What's wrong with your injury? With your strength, there shouldn't be many people who can hurt you, right?" Zhao Tianhu asked in confusion.

No one knows Chen Qingyang's perversion better than Zhao Tianhu. When the new recruits joined the army, Chen Qingyang was just a naughty man, and his fighting style was like a hooligan. Any well-trained soldier could easily knock him down.

But no one would have thought that in less than three months, Chen Qingyang's growth could be described as a rapid progress. In terms of physical fitness and strength, he is no less weak than ordinary special forces.

Half a year later, Chen Qingyang left the recruit camp and was taken away by a mysterious department. Before leaving, the two of them had a fight, but the result was self-evident. Zhao Tianhu was defeated only after a hundred moves in Chen Qingyang's hands.

"It's hard to describe it." Chen Qingyang shook his head.

Seeing that Chen Qingyang seemed unwilling to mention it, Zhao Tianhu could only sigh silently and no longer ask.

"Chief, if we don't set out, we will be late." The guard next to us reminded.

"I understand, Qingyang, I have to leave in advance now. I will find some time for our brothers to get together again." Zhao Tianhu patted Chen Qingyang on the shoulder and said.

"Okay." Chen Qingyang said with a smile. Even though the two had not met for seven or eight years, the relationship still did not change.

Then Zhao Tianhu hurriedly left the military camp. As soon as Chen Qingyang turned around, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Young Master." The black shadow is naturally the demon shadow. His means of hiding his breath seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. At least he was standing in front of Chen Qingyang now, and Chen Qingyang could not feel any of his breath.

"What's the matter?" Chen Qingyang asked.
Chapter completed!