Soldier King's Beautiful Roommate

The first place Yang Haohu took Long to was the armory. All kinds of firearms were placed on display cases in the armory. It was basically a small museum of firearms.    

In the armory, one could see all kinds of firearms in the world. One could even see the most advanced models.    

Loong Fei was very familiar with firearms. When he was in the National Defense Corps, he had already done professional training and understanding of all kinds of weapons in the world.    

He raised an AK light machine gun and skillfully operated it. Then, he aimed the gun at Yang Haohu.    

"Mr. Fei, be careful! There are bullets in the gun. Don't scare me."    

Yang Haohu was scared to death when he saw Loong Fei pointing the gun at him. All the guns here were real guns.    

"Oh! Really?"    

Loong Fei was surprised because he did not expect the guns in the armory to be loaded with bullets. In other words, every gun here could be used to kill people.    

"Mr. Fei, the battle has not officially started yet. I don't think we need these things now. But I can show you some things."    

Yang Haohu brought Loong Fei to the other side of the armory. They were filled with cold weapons, such as sabers, daggers, machetes and all kinds of Japanese sabers.    

"That's right! These cold weapons look like they are all top quality weapons. I really didn't expect our organization to have such a collection."    

Loong Fei praised because he found that these cold weapons displayed on the shelves were basically the best. Whether it was the sharpness or the quality, it was rare to see them on the outside.    

He reached out and picked up a black iron machete. He flicked his finger on the blade lightly, and the blade immediately let out a series of crisp sounds.    

"Haha, Mr. Fei, I didn't know you knew a lot about knives."    

Yang Haohu praised. Although he knew that Loong Fei had extraordinary skills, it did not mean that Loong Fei was good at weapons.    

"It's alright, right? What's that for?"    

Loong Fei put the knife in his hand, then looked at a room next to him and asked curiously.    

At this moment, a series of clangs could be heard from the room next to him. It was obvious that someone was practicing something in the room.    

"Mr. Fei, that's a place where everyone has nothing to do to practice. I'll bring you there to take a look."    

Yang Haohu opened the door and left the armory with Loong Fei. Then, he came to the training room.    

In the training room, a few mercenaries were holding Flying Daggers. They were facing a target ten meters away and practicing the ultimate skill of Flying Daggers.    

"Brother Hu, you're here. This is?"    

Seeing Yang Haohu and Loong Fei come to the training room, these mercenaries immediately greeted them.    

"Let me introduce you. This is the Mr. Fei I told you about."    

The mercenaries were surprised because they did not expect that the Mr. Fei Yang Haohu mentioned was actually a young man.    

"This is Mr. Fei? He is too young. He looks like he is only in his twenties."    

These mercenaries were almost thirty years old. Seeing a young man like Loong Fei called Loong Fei like this, they were naturally unhappy.    

"Strength is respected here. You don't have to feel wronged, let alone talk about age."    

Yang Haohu said in disdain. Since he called Loong Fei 'brother', these mercenaries naturally had to call Loong Fei 'brother'.    

"Mr. Fei, I heard from Brother Hu that you are super strong. You have to let us broaden our horizons."    

"That's right, Mr. Fei! If you don't show us your skills, we won't be able to accept it."    

The mercenaries suggested immediately. After all, they had never seen Loong Fei's ability before. They had only heard Yang Haohu mention it.    

"We are all brothers. No need to be polite."    

He thought to himself, "These young men don't look like bad people. Why don't they want to return to their country? Joining Black Hawk, this criminal organization, is simply a misstep.    

"Mr. Fei, show them a few things so that they can broaden their horizons."    

After all, if they wanted to convince these mercenaries, they would only acknowledge Loong Fei in their hearts if they showed their true abilities.    

"Sure! When I was in the army, I liked to play with the military knife when I had nothing to do. Today, I will make a fool of myself in front of my brothers."    

As Loong Fei spoke, he picked up a Flying Dagger and stood ten meters away from the target.    

Although this kind of Flying Dagger was made of pure steel, it was very ordinary. It was just that mercenaries had nothing to do to entertain themselves and practice, so it could not be considered a very good weapon.    

Seeing that Loong Fei was going to perform the Flying Dagger, Yang Haohu and the mercenaries widened their eyes and looked at Loong Fei with anticipation.    

Holding the Flying Dagger in his hand, Loong Fei's eyes focused on the target ten meters away. Then, he raised his hand and threw it out.    

"Chi..."    

Accompanied by a gust of wind, the Flying Dagger pierced through the air like a sharp arrow. Then, it directly brushed past the target.    

"Mr. Fei, good job! Your Flying Dagger is too accurate."    

Seeing that Loong Fei's blade missed, Yang Haohu and the mercenaries around him immediately understood and smiled. They thought that Loong Fei's strength was not bad, but this Flying Dagger's ultimate skill was too weak.    

"Haha, it's okay!"    

Loong Fei smiled and walked outside. Yang Haohu accompanied Loong Fei and continued to tour the other parts of the base.    

"Oh my god! Come and take a look! Too powerful."    

After Loong Fei and Yang Haohu left, one of the mercenaries in the training room shouted in surprise.    

"What's wrong? "What happened?"    

Hearing the mercenary's shout, the rest of the mercenaries immediately surrounded him with curious looks on their faces.    

"Mr. Fei's sword skills are amazing. I'm afraid we won't be as good as him even if we practice for another ten years."    

The mercenary said with admiration from the bottom of his heart. The Flying Dagger Loong Fei threw hit a mosquito on the wall.    

"It should be a coincidence. If Mr. Fei is really that powerful, that would be too godly."    

"Yeah, at such a distance, not to mention using Flying Daggers to stab a mosquito, even if one could see a mosquito, it would already be very impressive."    

The surrounding mercenaries immediately discussed. After all, in their opinion, Loong Fei's knife just happened to hit a mosquito. It was purely a coincidence.    

"If this is not a coincidence," Loong Fei said. But what about Mr. Fei's true strength?    

The mercenary guessed. He immediately admired Loong Fei. After all, in a place where martial arts were respected, the stronger one was, the more people respected and worshipped him.    

"If Mr. Fei really has such strength, then the end-of-year meeting will definitely have his name."