The next few days, Ye Chen stayed at home. Compared with the boiling outside, he seemed calm.

While telling Lin Tai to inquire about Yan Jing's news, while staying with his daughter at home, he disappeared from the public's sight for several days in a row, but let the outside world feel lost.

Kowloon Bay Villa.

"Finally broke to the top of Juling Realm!"

After working hard for one night, Ye Chen felt the cultivation carefully, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

At the peak of Juling Realm, one step away from the foundation period. At that time, he will be able to show more means, he is more confident, and no one on the entire earth can threaten him.

He got up and walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked up in the direction of Yanjing: "The March period is coming soon, Yu Han, I think it is time for me to bring our daughter to you."

"I promise this time that no one will be able to stop our family from being reunited. Many people have died in my hands. I don't mind dying more."

"Just before going to Yanjing, there are two things to do."

Ye Chen showed his thoughts: "The first is to settle everything and see if we can form a force. In this way, even if I am not there, the whole Tiannan still dares not to jump up and down."

"The second is to find the ground veins for foundation construction, but the earth's aura is lacking. I am afraid that most of the earth veins have already dried up, and even if there are, they are in a semi-waste state."

At this time, the voice of housekeeper Afu sounded: "Master, three people outside are asking to see you, do you want to ..."

Ye Chen glanced outward, frowned, and said, "Let them go to the living room, I'll be here in a while."

Afu responded and left.

"Are they still dead?"

Ye Chen groaned slightly. Outside were three men and two women and one man. One of them was Qin Yao who had played against him a few days ago. At that time, the two were a little unhappy. Ye Chen's impression of her was not very good.

"Well, it's better to ask them if they have any information about the context, if any, even if they join them."

Ye Chen secretly settled.

Anyway, the special war brigade is the best among the elites of China. It masters many resources that ordinary people don't know, maybe it really knows the ground.

...

Villa living room.

Two men and one woman sit quietly on the sofa. The one man and one woman on the left and right are not large. They are about 25 or 26 years old. The middle one is over 30 years old and has a gentle temperament. The other two Seems to be her center.

One of the young men took a sip of tea and looked a little impatient: "Old man, your host's face is really big. We haven't seen it for a long time, should you urge?"

"The master has something. The three wait slowly. If there is not enough tea, I will add it to you." Afu smiled politely.

"Something?"

The young man stood up for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "He's alright, we're alright, huh? Don't talk to me sloppily, and hurry him up."

"Zhuo Wei, sit down," the 30-year-old woman scolded.

Zhuo Wei sat back again, with an angry expression: "Sister Qing, I really don't like this surnamed Ye, thinking that I don't take us into my eyes because I have some skills."

"I heard Yaoyao say, I still don't believe it, now it's just seeing is believing."

As he said, he looked at Qin Yao next to him, and said coldly, "Yao Yao, don't worry, wait for him to come out, I will give him a good look and help you get out of bad air."

"You can't even beat me, how can you help me out?" Qin Yao grinned, his smile was cold, it seemed that Zhuo Wei called himself Yao Yao and was not very cold.

Zhuo Wei was silent for a moment, and coldly hummed, "I don't believe he is so powerful. Whatever he killed the three great masters and killed the warship with one sword, he said just like the gods."

"Okay, just a few words."

Wang Qing glared at him, saying that Zhuo Wei was on her mouth, but she was a little unhappy.

When they recruit people at Shenjiying, when do they need to lower their posture so low?

As long as the sound of the wind is released, I don't know how many people are rushing to break the scalp, let alone the chief instructor and the boss of Shenjiying.

Not long.

Ye Chen came in from the outside, and Afu hurriedly greeted him. Ye Chen looked at the three of them and said lightly, "Sorry, I have kept you waiting for a long time."

at the same time.

Zhuo Wei and Wang Qing looked at Ye Chen inadvertently, and when he saw that he was plain in appearance, he could not help but be disappointed.

"Mr. Ye! My name is Wang Qing. This is Zhuo Wei and this is Qin Yao. You met before."

Wang Qing politely stood up and made an introduction, but Qin Yao and Zhuo Wei were sitting still, as if they hadn't seen it.

Ye Chen didn't care, and after greeting Wang Qing to sit down, he asked Afu to add a cup of tea to them and opened the door to see the mountain road: "I don't know what happened to Miss Wang?"

Wang Qing's expression was stiff, apparently he did not expect him to be so direct, hesitated or said, "I wonder if Mr. Ye has heard of Shenjiying?"

"No." Ye Chen shook her head.

"Have you heard of the special war brigade?"

Wang Qing glanced at him and smiled after seeing him nodded: "The Special Operations Brigade is made up of the best and most qualified soldiers in the entire country of China. His Majesty is divided into many special teams, such as eight teams such as Thunderbolt, Warwolf, Liangjian, and Phoenix. "

"And our God Machine Battalion is under the command of the Special Operations Brigade and is under the direct jurisdiction of the Ministry of National Defense." Speaking here, she paused and looked at Ye Chen intentionally or unintentionally.

However, Ye Chen had no expression, but asked, "So the purpose of your coming here today is to let me join the Shenji camp?"

"Good."

Wang Qing took a sigh of relief: "We want to invite Mr. Ye to join Shenji Camp and serve as the chief instructor of our Shenji Camp."

As soon as this word came out, Zhuo Wei's complexion on the side changed slightly. In the end, he didn't say anything, but he looked at Ye Chen full of dissatisfaction.

Qin Yao's eyes were cold and he could not see any expression.

"Chief Instructor?" Ye Chen did not move.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Wang Qing explained in a tone: "Eight special forces of the Special Operations Brigade compete each year, also called military comparison."

Her face was a little unnatural: "Unfortunately, the chief instructor of our God Machine Camp died three years ago, so the post of chief instructor was vacant for three years. No one taught us. It took three years to finish the first in China ... "

Hear the words.

Zhuo Wei and Qin Yao successively lowered their heads.

"You can find someone else, why do you want me? Looks like we have never been in touch before?" This is where Ye Chen is most puzzled.

Zhuo Wei sneered: "You think we want to find you, it's not the order above."

Facing Ye Chen's gaze, Wang Qing hesitated, and nodded: "It was the head of the special war brigade who called directly, and it was you who was the chief instructor of the Shenjiying."

Not only Ye Chen is puzzled, but she is not. Ye Chen is too young and too ordinary. Even if there are many rumors, she always feels exaggerated.

After waiting for Ye Chen to speak, Zhuo Wei once again said, "I advise you to be a little self-aware. There is no one in our God Machine Camp that is vegetarian. If you are incompetent, it is just a joke if you enter.

Ye Chen said with a sigh of indifference, "You don't seem to agree with me?"

Zhuo Wei snorted. Although he didn't admit it directly, the expression of disdain on his face still betrayed him.

"Zhuo Wei ..." Wang Qing glanced at him.

Ye Chen looked at him motionlessly, and nodded: "Since you don't agree with me, why don't we play exciting games."

"Okay, I am Zhuowei at all times."

Zhuo Wei grinned and refused: "I don't know what game you want to play?"

Ye Chen said it word by word.

"Russian roulette!"

(Ps: Chapter 3, and another chapter. I saw that some readers said that they would not let the writing machine camp. Explain that this is just one identity of the protagonist, and the others will not write more.)