Vol 2 Chapter 155: Show your hands

Gao Yuejin couldn't help but laughed, "Meng Fan, why did you raise such a military dog? It doesn't look like the owner at all."
"..."
"Uncle Gao, I'm going back."
"Okay, you go!"
"Yeah!" Meng Fan's car stopped in the parking lot not far away, greeted Qiongqi, and drove away by himself.
Gao Yuejin believed his son's words, and hurriedly walked home and ran to Gao Jinglin's room. Gao Jinglin was lying on the bed pretending to be weak. He pretended to be faint in the confinement room and was sent to the infirmary without any problems. The doctors in the infirmary had been there for a long time, and he knew the routines of these bear children in the compound. .
Every time I was beaten, I deliberately pretended to be sick.
Helplessly, Gao Jinglin's outfit was too similar, and the doctor was uncertain for a while and finally decided to let him go home and rest.
"Get up!" Gao Yuejin stood by the bed and pulled the quilt.
This stinky boy, really thought he was blind and couldn't tell that he was pretending?
"Get up, brat, if you don't get up again, I will find the sole." Gao Yuejin threatened.
Gao Jinglin couldn't pretend it anymore. He fell asleep on his back and covered his whole life. If the old man greeted him with the soles of his shoes, wouldn't he just hit his face?
For the sake of face, he admitted.
"Don't fight, don't fight, can't I stop pretending?" Gao Jinglin jumped up and jumped out of the bed quickly, and in a flash he was behind Gao Yuejin.
Had it not been because the person standing in front of him was his old man, Gao Jinglin would have already knocked the person to the ground.
Gao Yuejin's eyes lit up, his eyesight was sharp, and he could see at a glance that his son's moves weren't random, and he couldn't do it in two or three strokes.
"Go, follow me downstairs."
"What are you doing?"
"Show me your hands."
"okay!"
As soon as Gao Jinglin heard that his hands were exposed, his head no longer hurts, his stomach was no longer sad, and he followed downstairs in vigor. Gao Yuejin came back with his own guards, followed him for several years, and even participated in the military competition behind him.
At the time of the primary election, it was just at this point. I heard that the chief’s son was going to strike him twice, and the two moved in the yard without saying anything.
Regardless of Gao Jinglin's young age, but good physical fitness, tall and strong, after these six months of extreme exercise, Gao Jinglin is no longer the same. The guard didn't take it seriously at first, saying only that the chief wanted to beat his son.
The result was underestimated.
Gao Jinglin's moves are quick, ruthless, and accurate, and his fighting skills are different from those commonly seen in the military now. The guards are doomed to fail the moment they underestimate the enemy.
In less than half an hour, Gao Jinglin stopped him.
"Stop, stop." Gao Yuejin danced excitedly.
The guard was not angry after losing. Instead, he gave a thumbs up and said: "Political commissar, I really didn't release the water. I was convinced to lose."
Gao Jinglin was very embarrassed and grinned and said: "This is not my complete ability. What I am best at is field operations."
Gao Yuejin was silent, his face was serious and thought for a long time before he said, "These... are you learning from that Gu Yunbo?"
"Yeah! It's all her training. You don't know how hard I have been in these six months. If it weren't for my tenacious willpower, I would have been unable to sustain it."
Gao Jinglin's words made Gao Yuejin itchy and want to punch someone.
"My sister Bo is more powerful, even if it's compared with Brother Fan, it's not necessarily worse." That's his idol!