Chapter 93: Sir Alex Ferguson (1)

Mu Qingge did not postpone, but happily chewed.
Her calmness made Mu Xiong gratified, and she kept nodding, "You really have grown up. Although you can't practice, it's hard for ordinary people to take your life if you can have loyal and guardian guards. After a good guardian is selected, during training, let the two girls, Youhe, Huayue, and the kid Moyang come together. They are all serving people by your side, and it's always good to have more skills."
It turned out that the father brought these three people with this idea.
Mu Qingge knew it well.
She did not object to Mu Xiong's decision. On the contrary, she agreed.
"After you have chosen the guards, I will hand them over to your Uncle Xiong for training, then..."
"Grandpa, this time, I will choose a guardian. I hope to train myself." Mu Qingge interrupted Mu Xiong's words.
"Oh, what!" Mu Xiong reacted, his voice suddenly increased in fright.
His reaction caused everyone who was guarding the surroundings to look over.
"Ahem." Mu Xiong concealed a cough. After everyone took back their eyes, he sternly said to Mu Qing: "Ge'er, what are you kidding? What can you train? Training soldiers is not a joke."
"Grandpa, I'm serious." Mu Qingge looked at Mu Xiong directly, his eyes were calm.
Mu Xiong's eyebrows were twisted together, as if he wanted to see through Mu Qingge's mind, only to find that he didn't understand his little grandson anymore.
"Grandpa doesn't believe me?" Mu Qingge asked back.
Mu Xiong felt bitter in his heart.
He believes in his grandson, but believing does not mean that Mu Qingge can train a good soldier.
In the sunset wasteland, Mu Qingge ruined the lives of five hundred guards. A backlash had already formed in the hearts of the soldiers. If it weren't for later, she had the courage to admit her mistakes and endured two hundred lashes without being humble and subdued. How can anyone volunteer to be her guard nowadays?
However, it is one thing to be willing to protect Mu Qingge, and another to receive her training.
His little grandson is still too naive and too arrogant.
Do you really think these soldiers are tame?
"Ge'er, this..." Mu Xiong refused in his heart.
However, to his grandson's eyes that were so clear that he could almost see people's hearts, he couldn't say anything against it.
"Since Grandpa believes in me, it is so decided. Since the selection of people this time is based on my wishes, then I will follow my method. The selected people do not have to trouble Uncle Xiong, I will naturally train them. If Grandpa still has concerns, we might as well make a gambling agreement." Mu Qingge said with the opportunity.
"What a bet?" Almost subconsciously, Mu Xiong was led by the nose by Mu Qingge.
The refusal of Mu Qingge's nonsense, which should have been righteous, became a condition to listen to her.
It's just that the old man still doesn't know it at this moment.
Mu Qingge joked: "Isn't Grandpa worried about Qingge's ability to lead soldiers? It's better than three months later, my five hundred guards will compare with the rest of the soldiers in Grandpa's army to see who is weaker and stronger. The loser has to pay a promise."
Mu Xiong's beard trembled, and the tiger's eyes widened: "You kid, you really are a new born calf who is not afraid of tigers. You have five hundred people, how can you fight against my nearly ten thousand army?"
"If you don't try, how can you know if it's OK?" Mu Qingge smiled a little evilly. But it makes people believe that her words can be trusted by Tim.
Just like this, Mu Xiong almost nodded, and when he reacted, he had already reached the training ground. Looking at the thin, tall and dazzling red dress, he realized that he had been cheated by his grandson.