I am the patron saint of the human race

The medals have been awarded, Yang Qihuan just wants to leave this place quickly, the shame in his heart has flooded his body and mind.

In the end Yang Qihuan left the stage in desperation, rushed outside as if fleeing, squatted on the ground, panting heavily, feeling uneasy in his heart, but the meeting was not over yet, he dared not rush directly into the venue.

He had long since lost any hostility towards Su He, and only wanted to apologize to Su He as soon as the meeting was over.

Su He's identity is not something he can offend now, and he is extremely annoyed in his heart, why would he offend Su He without knowing Su He's identity, and label him at will.

Su He's status to appear here is definitely not simple. If he hadn't thought of Ye Chufeng wholeheartedly, he would not have made such an abrupt and offensive move.

Being able to hold a high position in the army, Yang Qihuan is not an idiot without any IQ, just now he was just acting on his own will.

The awards ceremony in the venue ended not long after, and Su He walked out of the venue surrounded by everyone, chatting and laughing with several heads, like old friends who haven't seen for many years.

Yang Qihuan was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and wanted to rush up to explain the misunderstanding to Su He, but he was hindered by the people around Su He.

Su He who left the venue also saw Yang Qihuan not far away, smiled casually at the corner of his mouth, didn't care, got in the car and returned to his residence.

Having nothing to say all night, Yang Qihuan wanted to find Su He halfway, but the place where Su He lived was very heavily guarded, and he couldn't get in.

Originally, he wanted to stay here overnight, but because he had to attend a secret training the next day, he was not allowed to be late, otherwise he would be expelled, so he had no choice but to pray in his heart that Su He could stay in the capital for a longer period of time Time, he will apologize to Su He after his affairs are over.

Yang Qihuan nervously went to the Special Intelligence Bureau. Although he was a soldier, the top-secret training this time was in the Special Intelligence Bureau.

Early the next morning, Su He was sent to the Special Intelligence Bureau. He will start training some people today, and in the future let them arrange formations and seal the city to protect the safety of the people.

After a while, Su He came to the headquarters of the Special Intelligence Bureau, and was then taken to an underground research institute in Juejuedu.

Su He was led by Uncle Jiao into a large white-toned training room. There were a total of 100 people in the training room.

Su He looked helplessly at Uncle Jiao and said, "Old Jiao, you are squeezing labor, it's not kind."

"Hahaha, Su Xiaoyou, those who can do more work, I'll leave these brats to you, don't give me any face." As he said that, Uncle Jiao patted Su He on the shoulder, then walked out of the training room with a smile.

Yang Qihuan, who was standing in the line, saw Su He for a moment, and felt pleasantly surprised and disturbed.

The surprise is that I didn't expect to see Su He so soon, and Su He is their instructor now, but the worry is that Su He will kick him out of the team because of what happened last night.

But he thought too much, Su He also saw Yang Qihuan, but he just looked at it lightly and didn't care.

With his hands behind his back, Su He stood in front of these people and said, "I think you all know who I am and what I am going to do, so there is no need to explain. From now on, go around the training room a hundred times at a speed of [-] times. The fastest, can not be reduced"

Although Su He's voice is not loud, he is full of majesty. The area of ​​the training room is not large, but there are tens of kilometers for a hundred laps, and he must run at the fastest speed and cannot slow down.

This made all the people present tremble. Although they had some complaints in their hearts, they didn't say anything and could only obey the order.

They are all absolute elites in various departments. They didn't know what to study until they came here. They were excited and ordered by their superiors. If they were kicked out halfway, they didn't know what they would suffer when they went back. punishment.

Yang Qihuan looked at Su He excitedly. Since Su He didn't make things difficult for him, he also knew that the image of him in Su He's heart was not very good. Since Su He had given him the training, he had to work hard to complete it.

Yang Qihuan was the first to rush forward and ran vigorously without losing speed, and then the others followed suit.

There was the sound of running in the empty training room, and Su He stood there quietly.

In less than half an hour, all the people finished running. Although they were out of breath, none of them fell down. They all stood up neatly again, with their eyes looking straight ahead.

"Start threading the needle and thread now, while raising the leg while threading, ten within 20 seconds, I will give you ten chances." Saying that, Su He handed out all the needles and threads in his hands.

There is no room for any mistakes in the formation method, so Su He must retrain these people to cultivate their kung fu in their hands, so that their hands cannot shake at all, and they are as stable as Mount Tai.

Just when Su He was about to start, a voice sounded from the team: "Instructor, it is impossible to complete such a training program as you do, I refuse to accept it."

Su He smiled. He knew that his training program would cause some people to disagree, so he didn't care, and said, "If you have any objections, speak up."

"Instructor, it's impossible to thread while raising your legs. If you can do it, we have no objection." The person who spoke just now said.

Su He looked at the speaker, smiled casually, and said, "Okay, since you are not convinced, then I will let you meet and convince you."

As he said, Su He held ten sewing needles in one hand, and the end of thread in the other hand. The eye of the sewing needle could only just pass through the end of the thread.

After taking the thread and sewing needles, Su He began to raise his legs rapidly. Although Su He's feet kept moving, his hands were as steady as Mount Tai, without any shaking.

The other people looked at the movements in Su He's hands, and stared at Su He with wide eyes in disbelief. Is this really a human?
Then the movements of Su He's hands were like afterimages, but the seemingly random movements were extremely precise. In just three seconds, all the threads in his hands passed through the eye of the needle.

Su He took the needle and thread in his hand and handed it to the person in front of him for inspection.

After seeing Su He's results, everyone gasped. Is this still a human being who threaded ten needles and threads in just three seconds? No one has been able to do it in such a short period of time.

Yang Qihuan's admiration for Su He grew stronger in his heart. He looked at Su He firmly, and made up his mind that he must leave a good image in Su He's heart and stay in the team.