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way came that woman's exaggerated moans, panting, and a whole bunch of lewd gibberish.She listened, wishing she were deaf.At last, that woman shouted dramatically, "Good... good... harder... even hard...Chapter Name: 302

Xiaoyou was very happy because Rongling had indeed kept his promise and brought him out to have a field battle. (..tw no pop-up ads) At first, the little guy just watched from the sidelines as some uncles engaged in combat in the wild. Although they were using simulation guns, it was enough to excite the little guy. He jumped around like a cheerful antelope between the fields and hills; and like a proud little general, he stood on top of a hill, holding binoculars and gazing at the battlefield. It seemed as if with a wave of his small arm, he could command the troops and point out strategies!

The little guy is very clever. He didn't come here just for fun. He also knows that Rong Ling letting him watch now doesn't mean he's just here to watch the show. After watching, he has to have his own insights and feelings. He'll be on the battlefield soon!

Rong Ling stood beside him, providing timely guidance and analyzing the highlights and shortcomings of both sides in the fight. When the youngster had questions, she answered them.

When the first round of fighting ended, Rong Ling took the little one off the battlefield.

"Follow me, don't panic when things happen, stay calm and collected, you know"

"Yes, sir!" The young boy charged at Rong Lingjing like a little warrior, gave him a salute, and then picked up the gun that Rong Ling had specially made for him.

The others were so small, with tiny arms and legs. Compared to adults, they were definitely not impressive. However, because Rong Ling was protecting him, he had a safe journey throughout the entire ordeal. Furthermore, under Rong Ling's guidance, he successfully eliminated three enemies.

This is already a great harvest!

The little guy's mouth twitched upwards, his eyes sparkling with excitement. There was a kind of indescribable joy on his face. A man has to show his passion on the battlefield!

This match was a real-world experience. It's true that practice makes perfect, the little guy acted like a calm cheetah, crouching in the grass, lurking in high trees, hiding behind hills. He learned to listen with eight ears and look in all directions, he learned how to identify enemy disguises, how to track their movements, how to use gunfire to pinpoint the shooter's location, and how to disguise himself better so as not to be detected by the enemy, and so on. Of course, the little guy is still young, and he has only learned the basics, but to remember all these basic skills in such a short time is quite remarkable.

Rong Ling accompanied the little guy, resting for more than half an hour, allowing the little guy to fully experience everything they had just learned, and giving the little guy answers. When the little guy clenched his face, nodded heavily, and said "Okay," Rong Ling ordered the next battle to begin.

"Go!" He clapped the young boy hard on the buttocks. "Your godfather doesn't expect you to be the best on the battlefield right now, but I hope you'll do your best. I'll be watching you!"

"Hmm."

The little guy squared his shoulders again, clenched his tiny fist, and punched Rong Ling's fist hard. With this as his oath, he finally stepped down!

This simulated battle involved no adults, with the warriors being children of varying ages. The oldest were about ten years old, while the youngest was only six! Most of them were orphans, having been recruited by Rong Ling from orphanages across the country.

This man's doctrine is -- survival of the fittest, hard work brings rewards. He won't shelter useless trash, only those who are outstanding in multiple aspects will be accepted. And to stand out, besides innate factors playing a part, after-the-fact effort, striving, and research account for a large proportion. Only through selection is there competition, and only then is there development. These selected individuals will become employees of the security company under Double Wood, so the first selection isn't an end; they need to continuously progress, fighting for a brighter future because even after entering the security company, there are still levels! Because different clients require different types of security personnel!

And towards his own children, he was also partial. This entire battle was purely for training purposes, and outsiders couldn't easily enjoy it. Such a grand scale - covering various terrain, various high-quality uniforms and weapons (mostly simulated), and other things, even an ordinary aristocrat couldn't do it. So, those from other families who heard about this small-scale battle through special channels rushed to send their children over!

This time, the young man was alone and clearly felt the pressure and difficulty. Several times, he almost got eliminated. Fortunately, he had persevered in his martial arts training, allowing him to dodge skillfully. The young man had already tried his best, very carefully, but when there were still twenty minutes left until the end of the battle, he was still eliminated.

The little guy slumped out of the battlefield with his head hung low and a despondent look on his face. As soon as he saw Rong Ling, his eyes welled up, and he looked away. The little guy was defeated, but not so much that he would cling to Rong Ling's legs and cry. That was something Rong Ling admired! Let alone the fact that the little guy had tears in his eyes, even a formal soldier who was eliminated during an exercise would probably burst into tears.

"How come, are you sad!"

The little boy pursed his lips, which were becoming more and more like Rong Ling's.

Rong Ling squatted down and rubbed the little fellow's head hard, rebuking: "You were defeated so easily!"

The little guy stiffened, bit his lip, and then raised his head, defiantly shouting, "No way!"

"What's with this strange look now, who are you putting on a show for!"

The little boy's eyes became even redder! His foster father was so mean, if his mommy were here, she would definitely comfort him.

The little boy sniffed, a bit wronged. Then, with a tightened face, he turned his head away. This look was a little stubborn, but it also revealed his tiny anger.

Rong Ling reached out and pulled him into her arms. A warm embrace was the easiest way to comfort someone. The anger in the little guy's heart subsided, he hugged Rong Ling's neck back, and muttered dejectedly, "Dad, Youyou feels so useless!"

"You silly fool!"

Although Rong Ling scolded, his eyes were warm.

"Besides you, how old is the youngest other child here"

The little kid shook his head.

"Six years old They're all at least two years older than you!"

Don't underestimate the difference of two years. Children grow rapidly, and even a one-year difference can be noticeable. Two years is significant! Limiting others to six years or older naturally considers this disparity. His intention isn't to belittle his son or hinder his growth. In a complete disadvantage, if the little guy loses, it won't be so disheartening!

But the little boy didn't quite understand. He always felt that he shouldn't be weaker than other children.

"Yoyo, don't be too ambitious! Remember what your godfather said to you before you went on stage He didn't ask you to be the best in the whole competition, just to do your best!"

The little guy nodded.

"Your godfather saw it all. You've done your best, and that's enough. The other kids are older than you, some even seven or eight years older. Think about it, you're so tall already, but the other children..."

Rong Ling, holding the little one, stood up and demonstrated a height of roughly 1.6 meters.

"Do you think you could beat a kid like that!"

The little boy was silent.

"Wouldn't children like that be better at fighting than you!"

The little fellow remained silent.

"You did well, Youyou." Rong Ling pointed at those who had been eliminated before him. "Look at them, they are all older than you, but they were eliminated earlier than you. This shows that you're not bad at all!"

The little boy's confidence was growing a bit, but he was still somewhat dejected. He thought his godfather was amazing, but he was so far behind him. He couldn't even beat other kids, so when would he ever be as good as his godfather

Every child has a dream in their heart, hoping that when they grow up, they can be as tall and strong as their father. But the little guy felt the gap between himself and Rong Ling, a gap like a chasm, he was a little disappointed.

"What a delusional fool!"

Rong Ling patted the little guy's head and explained carefully what "aim too high" meant. The little guy listened, his face turning slightly red.

Remember, there are always people stronger than you and greater heights to reach. When you encounter someone more capable, don't be discouraged, keep striving and surpass them! The most fearsome thing in this world is the absence of rivals. To be truly exceptional is to stand alone, a lonely pinnacle.

After explaining, he explained to the little boy what "the superior man is difficult to please" meant!

"With the presence of rivals, you'll be motivated to surpass them. If you ever reach the top, you'll lose direction and stagnate. So, Youyou, failing is not something to fear, nor should you be discouraged. Keep working hard and strive to overcome them. Your godfather believes that with another year, you'll definitely persevere until the very end; with another year, you'll surely defeat anyone on this stage!"

What could be more encouraging than a father's encouragement!

What could be more exhilarating than a father's trust!

"Daddy, Youyou understands now, Youyou was wrong just now!"

The little boy's face flushed even redder, and he somewhat embarrassedly tucked his head into Rong Ling's shoulder.

This is so freaking awesome!

Rong Ling smiled and affectionately patted the little one's head!

"Come on, get to know those warriors who persevered until the end. Those are the ones you'll be facing in the future!"

The little fellow quickly raised his head and glanced at the field. The vast expanse was blurry to him, so he turned back to look at the large screen beside him. On it, there were many split screens, each transmitting images of surviving warriors from different locations. After watching those resolute faces still fighting on, those clear eyes, the little fellow's own gaze gradually hardened with determination, like a wolf that would never give up.

"Daddy, let Yuyou down!"

Rong Ling turned her head to look at him.

The little guy laughed. “Yoyo needs to stand tall and greet those warriors. Yoyo can’t let them look down on her!”

Clever little one! You grasp things quickly and are good at thinking. You can learn from one example to apply it to many situations!

Rong Ling secretly praised in his heart, and put the little fellow down. The little fellow straightened his spine and stood there properly, looking seriously at the big screen, carefully pondering their actions, comparing his own shortcomings, and then trying to put himself in their shoes, imagining how he would deal with the next crisis if he were in that situation.

Because he was too focused, he failed to notice the group of imposing figures approaching him. Each one of them could have stirred up a storm if they chose to.

One person cheerfully wanted to rush up to Rong Ling and say hello, but Rong Ling raised his hand and made a gesture to be quiet. Those people received the signal and not one of them spoke. They all lightened their steps and came over. Listening to the little guy occasionally speak to Rong Ling, saying what he would do if it were him, or how he was not as good as the people above, those giants, they were all surprised. Looking at the young man's eyes, they became interested.

Finally, the battle ended, and the little guy reluctantly looked away. He turned his head abruptly, only to be met by a large group of people. The little guy's eyes widened suddenly, but he didn't show any fear like other children. Instead, after two seconds, he politely greeted everyone.

"Hello uncles, hello elders!"

A man, tall and though seemingly elderly, still possessed an air of vitality. He smiled broadly, his gaze filled with approval as he addressed the young lad.

"Rong Ling, what about your son Should he be sent to the army If so, leave him to me. I guarantee I'll mold him into a formidable soldier!"

"Lao Wang, you're not being fair! Why do you always try to poach people I should be the one to take him under my wing. Your unit, your facilities, your benefits—they pale in comparison to what I offer!"

"Who said that!" Lao Wang, aka Old Wang, retorted. "Lao Xu, let me tell you, you're just corrupt. Only soldiers who thrive in harsh environments are true soldiers. Your place... well, the equipment is good, but I have to say, it doesn't allow a soldier to reach their full potential..."

"Get out! You're being unreasonable!"

"Everyone!" Rong Ling spoke up, interrupting the two old generals' argument. "As for the child's matter, Third Grandpa has already made arrangements. The two of you should just stop arguing!"

"Oh, Rongsan, that old fellow again!" Lao Wang grunted with some displeasure.

Old Xu widened his tiger eyes and clicked his tongue, looking somewhat angry. However, he didn't say anything more about wanting someone.

When it comes to snatching things, who can beat Rong San from the Rong family Not to mention, he's just this child's third grandfather! In terms of familial relationships, this child wouldn't possibly follow them! But personally, everyone can see that this child has extraordinary potential. Letting him go like this is truly a shame.

"Rong Ling, from now on, please let my little boy and your young one be friends. That shouldn't be a problem, right"

“Yeah, and my little rascal too!”

"That boy of mine is quite the character!"

"My house too!"

Today, all those who brought their children here are not to be outdone and have spoken up.

This should be a great honor, but Rong Ling, in a rather arrogant manner, replied, "Whether we can become friends depends on the abilities of your youngsters!"

It's as if his kids were little dumplings, just waiting to be snatched up.

That's awesome!

Everyone was thinking this, and a few people laughed because, which father wouldn't be proud of his child! Rong Ling's son is good enough, excellent enough, worthy of Rong Ling's pride!

"Boy, look how proud your godfather is!" one person teased the young boy.

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a moment, then he understood. He looked up at Rong Ling with a blush on his ears, but he also grinned and laughed happily. This was the best compliment he'd received all day!

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After the winners of each round had been awarded their prizes, Rong Ling took his little companion to have lunch with those heavyweights. Then, he took his little companion straight to the hunting grounds. If the morning's simulated battle was serious and exciting, then the afternoon's hunt was lighthearted and exhilarating. The little guy had a small knife strapped around his waist, one hand holding a bow and arrow, a bucket of arrows on his shoulder, a small hat on his head, and a green camouflage suit, looking like a forest wild child.

"Dad, I'm going to hunt a big one soon and give it to you and Mom!"

The little guy's eyes sparkled with excitement, his voice carrying a hint of arrogance.

But a small figure flashing from behind a tree made the smile on his lips fade.

He Cai Bing, what is she doing here! Why is she here!

The little boy put on a cold face.

Rong Ling was also expressionless, staring at the little girl in front of him!

Bing Bing looked at the two people in front of her, shrinking her shoulders involuntarily. A strange sense of fear gripped her heart, but her elders' repeated warnings kept her from becoming a mute.

"Uncle Rong!" she called out pitifully, tears welling up in her eyes and streaming down her tear-stained face. She looked as if she had been crying for a long time, heartbroken, but in reality, the tears were caused by a pre-applied eye drop. This was precisely when the medicine took effect.

Rong Ling frowned slightly.

"How come it's just you" After all, he had been particularly caring towards this child before. Right now, to pretend to be a stranger, he couldn't.

"Woooo..." Bingbing cried even harder, ran over, and hugged Rongling's leg.

The little kid's face turned black.

“Sob… sob… I ran all the way here, sob… I heard from Uncle that you were coming here, so I asked Driver Uncle to bring me. Sob… Uncle Rong, I heard everything! Grandma Zeng and Grandpa and Grandma, Mom and Dad said that Uncle Rong is angry and wants to get back at our family, but I don't believe it, Uncle Rong isn't like that, right!”

Bīngbīng lifted her little face and looked at Rónglíng with a pleading expression.

"Uncle Rong, you're not that kind of person, are you! You're so good to Bingbing, how could you possibly be like that It must be Grandma Zeng and the others who misunderstood, right!"

However, Rong Ling evaded the question. "You had the driver go back!"

Bing Bing nodded.

"So, you're a lone wolf!"

Bingbing nodded again, sobbing, "I want to ask Uncle Rong by myself. I don't want others to eavesdrop, sniffle, Uncle Rong…"

However, Rong Ling interrupted her!

You are all alone out there, it's dangerous. Come back quickly. At home, your grandma and the others must be worried about you!

"I don't want to! I want to be with Uncle Rong!" Bingbing cried even louder. Some people passing by glanced over at Rong Ling.

Rong Ling swept his gaze around, cold and sharp. Wherever his eyes landed, some people tried to appear calm, some awkwardly averted their gazes, but two figures quickly shifted aside, leaving a fleeting shadow. This was an instinctive reaction born out of guilt!

Rong Ling slowly retracted her gaze, her eyes cold. This little girl was lying again. Clearly, there were people around to protect her. How could she possibly know where he was going, be able to come here, unless it was with the consent of her elders! Saying that she came alone and secretly, saying that she trusted him... it was truly chilling.

"B Bing, don't cry, it doesn't look good. You actually know deep down inside, so stop fooling yourself!"

Bing Bing was stunned for a moment, but she didn't let go of Rong Ling. She sat down with a thud and burst into tears.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

She and He Ya are indeed aunt and niece. When they go crazy, this energy is really similar!

"Hey, if you want to cry, go home and cry. Don't cling to me, Godfather!"

The little fellow strapped the tiny bow to his back and reached out, tugging playfully at Bingbing.

Bingle angrily swatted the little boy's arm away and clung even tighter to Rong Ling's thigh.

"Uncle Rong, why did you do that, boo hoo... Did Grandma Zeng and the others make you angry Did they say something wrong, boo hoo... Uncle Rong, please forgive Grandma Zeng and the others, okay Grandma Zeng definitely didn't mean any harm. Bingbing will apologize to you on their behalf, okay Sorry, sorry, sorry…"

Rong Ling took out his phone, tapped on it a few times, then put the phone away and fell silent.

Bingbing looked up, staring at Rong Ling who remained motionless. She suddenly didn't know what to do. This Rong Ling was even more frightening than the indifferent him from that night.

"Uncle Rong..." Bingbing called out timidly.

"Come on!"

Rong Ling reached out and tried to pull Bing Bing.

Bingbing laughed happily. “Uncle Rong, you forgive me! Haha, that's great, so great…”

She clapped her hands and stood up. Her little face was tear-streaked, yet she smiled brightly. That innocent demeanor of a young girl, so pure and naive, who wouldn't feel pity upon seeing it Who wouldn't side with her!

But who said forgiveness was given!

This bold statement, if it came from an adult's mouth, how many people would feel sorry for her, and how many people would be willing to stand on her side!

This is truly disgusting!

"Bingbing, there's no need to apologize or not apologize. You're still young, it's an adult matter, so don't get involved!"

A smile froze on Bingbing's face, her lips moving in sync with the large hand as if it were a silent black and white play, making one feel somewhat amused.

"Girls are still more likable when they are naive!"

The smile on BINGBING's face cracked.

"R-r-room uncle..." she stammered.

At this time, Youyou ran to Rong Ling's side, one hand possessively hugged Rong Ling's thigh, the other hand pulled at her cheek, making a big silly face, cute and mischievous!

Look, you should be like me. Godfather, did Youyou do the right thing!

The little guy giggled and looked up at Rong Ling.

"Don't be naughty!" Rong Ling chided lightly, but her tone was doting!

These two different attitudes immediately revealed their differences.

Bibi glared at Xiao Youyou with some hatred, her face unbalanced.

"You glared at me!" the little guy immediately roared, his face contorting with anger. "Daddy, I don't want to see her, she's awful!"

Saying that, she let go of Rong Ling's thigh with a cold face and ran out in small steps.

"Youyou!" Rong Ling frowned and shouted.

The little boy finally stopped, turned around, and glared at Rong Ling. "I'm going hunting now, godfather, you just stay with her. Let me be eaten by wild beasts, it doesn't matter anyway…"

The little guy snorted. “Anyway, you don’t care about me!”

He suddenly turned his head away, the little fellow snorted "I don't care," and strode out with his bow and arrows, full of confidence.

Rong Ling laughed disdainfully!

A stubborn little fellow!

That mischievous little rascal!

Walk a few steps, he easily scooped up the deliberately slow little guy and hugged him. A mischievous glint flashed in the little guy's eyes, his hands quickly wrapped around Rong Ling's neck. Then, taking advantage of Rong Ling's posture with his back to Bingbing, he made a big silly face at Bingbing.

Hmph!

This time Daddy is holding me, not you!

Remember that time when we watched the ice lanterns Bingbing and her godfather were so close,

hmph, she’s all grown up now and still shamelessly lets her godfather hold her.

Hmph, she even flaunts it in front of him!

I hate it!

"Daddy, let's go hunting soon! If we wait too long, all the prey will be gone, and Mommy won't have anything to eat!"

"Brat, your mother doesn't have to rely on this trash to feed herself!"

"Rongling scolded the little guy again, turned to look at Bingbing, but added to Youyou, "Someone will come to take Bingbing away in a while, you wait for a little while. Boys, don't be so restless!"

"Oh!" the little one hummed, but he still clung to Rong Ling's body.

Bingbing panicked when she heard Rong Ling was going to have someone take her away. She hadn't finished her mission today!

"Uncle Rong, I don't want to go home, I want to stay with you!"

"Bing Bing, Uncle is just an uncle, a stranger. You should go home and find your parents!"

This speaks volumes!

B Bing this time really cried, tears streamed down her face.

"Boo hoo...Uncle doesn't like me anymore, does he... Boo hoo...I don't want to...boo hoo, Uncle..."

Bingbing ran over crying and wanted to hug Rongling again.

The little guy immediately yelled, "Hey, my godfather is mine! You're not allowed to hold him. Otherwise, I'll shoot you!"

Saying that, he went to untie the small hunting bow on his back!

"Yoyo!" Rong Ling warned him.

The little boy let out a huff, but still went his own way and unstrung his tiny bow, drawing out an arrow. Rong Ling didn't truly stop him, and while the little boy was fiddling with his bow and arrow, he held him tightly, keeping him upright so he wouldn't fall.

Although the bow and arrows are smaller, no one can doubt the power of this weapon, nor ignore the cold gleam of the arrowhead! Bingbing was frightened and dared not approach Rong Ling any further!

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Ps: There are over 12,000 words updated today. That's about the amount for the past three days, hehe (o_n)_o~

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