"Judgment Special Forces, that name is imposing, and it was the military strategist who gave it a powerful name,"
Niu Dadao gave a thumbs up.
"Heh, Brother Chen's lapdog, Niu Dadao."
A young man murmured under his breath.
Niu Dadao glared, his expression unfriendly.
Seeing this, the young man calmly said, "Of course, I also think the name Judgment Special Forces is freaking awesome."
"Zhuo Hang, you're being a bit too cheeky, be careful not to get beaten up,"
Someone teased.
Zhuo Hang scratched his head and said, "You'll get used to it."
"Enough, stop the nonsense. Tonight, everyone should rest, and tomorrow I will give you your second task, which I will disclose then,"
Chen Feng waved his hand and then turned and left.
The name of the squad had been decided; next, Chen Feng went to make the squad's emblem.
The process didn't take long, less than an hour, and Chen Feng had completed it.
