Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

The reason started from the fact that Class 7 of Yanhua occupied the majority of places.

Although Class 7 has always been a gathering place for gangsters, fighting is commonplace, and their skills are crushing everyone in the grade group, so Luo Zihang and Zhao Dahui who were selected at the beginning are both seeded players recognized by the public, but the problem lies in Qin Qing, who was elected by half of the votes.

"I firmly oppose Song Ruye's participation in the battle. During this period of time, the chief instructor has been targeting him everywhere, obviously because he is unhappy with him, and it will definitely slow down."

"Then his improvement is also the greatest, and his skills are also the best. Who among us present can compare to him?"

"So what if he can't compare, can he beat the instructor to the ground?"

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Most of the people who disagreed were from the third class. The beams in the final exam put them in the same situation as the seventh class. They guided public opinion on such a matter related to collective honor, so that Qin Qing, who had attracted the most attention, finally sat on the cold shoulder. bench.

For this reason, everyone in class seven was indignant, and Luo Zihang even came over to comfort him with an ugly face, "Aye, don't worry, I will definitely avenge this revenge for you later."

Qin Qing didn't care much, waved his hands casually and said, "I don't want to show off either, you guys work hard."

There are instructors to accompany the extra training around the night, and she doesn't really want to play tricks in front of the public.

After each school determined the team, everyone formed a big circle in the middle of the playground, and Shi Yuan took the lead to accept the challenge. After half a month of training, the teenagers were full of energy and rushed forward with all their strength, trying to defeat the instructor For the medal.

But soon, they realized the huge gap between dream and reality.

"Ah, it hurts..."

"It's broken, it's broken, the instructor has mercy!"

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After screaming one after another, almost no one in the heads-up team survived for a minute. Some went up confidently, but were knocked down with one move. The scene was horrible.

"At your level, you also want to participate in off-campus training. I don't think one team can pass today. The next one will be next." Shi Yuan still didn't forget to sneer, and his military boots rubbed against the ground twice, which was full of belittling .

The 17 or 18-year-old youths off the field are all arrogant masters, and they were so angry that they wanted to rush up and beat them up, but in the end the situation was stronger than others, and the difference in strength made them discouraged, and the more they got behind The more the team showed timid defeat.

Yan Hua happened to be the finale, it was noon, the sun made everyone sweat profusely, and morale was low. By the time of the last game, even the sound of cheering and cheering had disappeared.

"Boss, I'll go up to meet first." Dahui was already at the front of the line, and he was about to stand out after saying hello.

But as soon as the words were finished, Luo Zihang who was behind came out first, staring intently at the instructors on the opposite side, and said in a low tone: "No, I'll come first. The person I'm going to challenge today is Chief Instructor Feng."

As soon as these words came out, like a drop of water splashing into a frying pan, it instantly blasted the listless crowd under the scorching heat.

Although I haven't seen the chief instructor make a move since the first day, Shi Yuan's subordinates alone are enough to imagine the strength of the man. Now he can't even pass the level of the assistant instructor, and he has to challenge directly by leapfrogging. looking for death.

Qin Qing, who was sitting in the crowd, frowned slightly, thinking that the revenge Luo Zihang said just now was aimed at the third class, but now seeing the hostility on his face, he realized that this guy was wrong.

It's just that what was said was splashed, and the discussion among the crowd has not stopped. Feng Yan, who was originally standing on the sidelines, has already stepped onto the stage.

Almost the same height, the same physical strength, just standing quietly opposite each other, the atmosphere immediately became tense.

"I have one condition." Luo Zihang closed his pair of red phoenix eyes sharply, and the powerful momentum permeated in his low tone, which was shocking.

Dressed in a camouflage uniform, Feng Yan had a straight face with a cold face and no words, staring at the opposite with his deep pupils, his aura was terrifying.

Luo Zihang didn't care about the opponent's indifference, he glanced at a certain direction off the court, and continued: "If I beat you, you can no longer target Aye."

In the past half a month, if he hadn't been making things difficult everywhere, Qin Qing would not have become the laughing stock of everyone, nor would he have been excluded by the collective, so compared to class three's fanning the flames, he was more dissatisfied with Feng Yan's actions.

And his way of standing out for his brother immediately attracted the applause and support of the seventh class, only Qin Qing felt embarrassed off the court holding his forehead.

Hearing this, Feng Yanben's expressionless face became even colder, not only did he not explain the meaning of the inside story, but he also calmly provocatively said, "That depends on whether you have the ability."

The implication is that he never even considered the possibility of winning.

"Fuck." Luo Zihang is also the prince of the Red Tiger Gang after all, and he is in charge of thousands of brothers. After being belittled like this in public, he suddenly became angry, clenched his fists and took two steps, and rushed up .

"Boss, come on!" The people in class seven were excited, and the shouts aroused everyone's emotions.

Seeing that Luo Zihang was so strong that he was able to fight against the chief instructor for more than a minute without losing, everyone seemed to see the dawn of hope, and cheering gradually spread to every corner of the playground.

Zhao Dahui clenched his fists and shouted for a long time, and found that the young man beside him hadn't moved at all, so he couldn't help but wondered: "Song Shen, at any rate, you also contribute, the boss is fighting for your welfare, if you win, you won't have to suffer."

The seventh class is united in the exam, and they must also be twisted into one rope in fights.

Qin Qing saw the excitement on his face, and then looked at the two people who were playing inseparable on the field. She sighed helplessly for a while, lowered the brim of her hat and muttered: "That has to be won."

Others can't see it, but she knows that according to Feng Yan's skill, ten Luo Zihangs may not be opponents, and now there is no winner, Feng Yan is just guiding the training.

As for Luo Zihang, the more he fought, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the more he fought, the more angry he became, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "If you are a man, you will show your real skills. I don't need you to let me!"

As he spoke, there was humiliation in his eyes, and his veined fists kept bombarding him indiscriminately.

Shi Yuan and the others who were watching raised their brows when they heard this, they admired his integrity a little in their hearts, but they had to mourn for him.

Because the moment the voice fell, the originally tepid instructor Feng suddenly disappeared in place like the wind, and the next moment a figure was standing beside Luo Zihang, and his fist was falling. on the opponent's stomach.

"Hmm..." Luo Zihang took a few steps back, clutching his stomach and bent down abruptly, groaning, his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat.