Do You Really Like It Here

Xiao Jing panted as she walked back to the dormitory. Her entire body was drenched in sweat. She grabbed a towel by the door and carelessly wiped off the sweat on her head.

"Crack."

She turned on the lights in the room, and as soon as she looked up, her eyes sparkled and fell on someone.

Xiao Zheng sat on the stool without moving, looking from afar like a wax statue.

The corner of Xiao Jing's mouth twitched as she patted her heart, frightened. What was this grandpa planning to do by suddenly coming to visit in the middle of the night?

Xiao Zheng stood up and examined the small figure that had nearly fainted from fright before silently lifting up the bag behind him and taking out the things inside.

The rich fragrance of meat instantly filled the air. It was as if a big hand was quietly pinching Xiao Jing's finger.

Xiao Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva as she ran over without the permission of her brain.

"Have you recovered from your injuries?"

Xiao Zheng broke the silence and spoke.

Xiao Jing nodded as if she was playing with garlic. Her hands could no longer hold back as she pulled out a duck leg. She ate until her mouth was dripping oil. "Alright, alright, everything is fine now."

Xiao Zheng did not express his stance but only looked at Xiao Jing without blinking. Looking at her greasy mouth filled with a happy smile, he let out a light sigh. As long as you were happy, it was fine.

"Third brother?"

Seeing him in a daze, Xiao Jing waved her hand in front of him.

Xiao Zheng nodded his head, "Although your injuries are not serious, you should still pay attention. Since young, your physique has been weak. Don't be like those rough men in the army, who do not care about their lives. Our Xiao Clan does not lack heroes."

"I know how to measure my strength."

"Before long, your Iron Hawk will be the last to take the assessment. According to the previous rules, Shen Chengfeng will definitely take you to the real battlefield. Other than you, all the other recruits will be there, so you only need to be more alert. If you fail, don't worry about it."

Xiao Zheng picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth.

Xiao Jing blinked her eyes and subconsciously dodged backwards. She said, "I will remember what Third Brother said."

"Do you know what I mean by battlefield?"

Xiao Zheng's eyebrows creased as he spoke in all seriousness.

Xiao Jing thought for a moment.

Really?

"The year before yesterday, we, Zheng Hu, selected the new disciples and went to the border of hell. Five new recruits, three of them were crippled, and the remaining two announced that they would leave on the spot. On the final stage of the new recruit assessment, we will especially choose the most difficult and dangerous place, and not a single person will be able to escape unscathed."

"I doesn't want to tell you this so early, but I have to tell you this. The Special Forces isn't as beautiful as you think."

"Third Brother, I'm a soldier."

Xiao Jing put down the duck leg in her hands and stared fixedly at Xiao Zheng's meticulous face.

"I know."

The Xiao family does not lack heroes, nor do they lack soldiers. However, the Xiao family's soldiers did not flee, and the Xiao family's heroes did not cower before the battle. The Xiao family's men stand tall, and even if they die, they must have a clear conscience.

"Little Four!"

"I know where I am and I know what I have to face in the future. Even if the bullets pierce through my body, my bones and blood will still make me stick out my chest proudly."

"Looks like my Little Four has grown up."

Xiao Zheng smiled as he raised his hand to gently pat her small head, his eyes filled with love.

Xiao Jing was stunned for a moment. After she recovered from her shock, she lowered her head and continued to hold her duck leg.

"Do you really like it here?"

Xiao Zheng asked again.

Xiao Jing did not hesitate for a moment and hurriedly nodded, "I like it, although it's hard, although it's tiring, although it's dangerous, but I have the confidence to live."

"It's good as long as you like it."

Xiao Zheng stood up and looked at his big eyes, then bent down to touch her forehead, "Eat it, if the roast duck is cold then it will not smell good."

Xiao Jing stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth and swallowed it without chewing. She felt a chill run down her back. What should she do?

He suddenly felt as if his third brother had been bent over by something foul. He actually didn't use his punching fist that was as big as a sandbag to beat her up?