Wu Hao's mentality is quite peaceful, let the old man scold me, I don't move, and I really don't change my face and my heart doesn't beat.

The old man continued to move in front of Xiang Hong, who was 1.75 meters tall, and still needed to raise his head slightly to meet the old man's eyes.

The old man stared at Xiang Hong with a cruel smile: "Tell me about you, the beaten expert at the end of the crane in the team, it is better to fight alone than Fat Zheng'er, no matter if you have to go to drill the hole first, why are you? With your big face and thick neck, you are not a big money or a guy? Don't think that you grabbed Sun Zhiyang with your own hands, and you think that this mission was successfully completed, you are not much worse, but you are not self-aware, and you don't know how many bowls of dry rice you eat!"

Xiang Hong tried his best to answer loudly: "Report to the professor, one pound of beef and half a pound of potatoes, I can eat four bowls of rice!"

Unexpectedly, the old man smiled sincerely: "Yes, although you are useless, at least your courage is commendable." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Li Fatzi: "Don't worry, I won't scold you, people who are familiar with me know that I have almost no bottom as a person, but the best thing is that I never scold pigs." ”

When these words came out, Fat Li's face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, which was more unbearable than scolding him.

The old man took two steps backwards with his hands behind his back: "All of them are there, stand upright, and report the number!"

"One", "two", ...... "five"!

"Take a break, stand up, turn right, get in the car, and go back and clean up after you. ”

The Changtong squad got into the back compartment of the police car in disgrace, because there was no window, and they couldn't see how the old man would deal with Sun Zhengyang, the five people sat down in turn, and no one spoke for a while.

After a few minutes, when he heard another police car coming, Li Fatzi asked softly: "Damn, did the old man take gunpowder, or did he lag menopause?"

Zhou Xiaodong pursed his lips: "Fat Zheng'er, say a little less, let Old Man Fu hear, your lunch and dinner today are probably in vain." ”

Li Fatzi glared: "Classmate Zhou Xiaodong, why don't you mention the word fat, we will still be good brothers in the future." ”

With Fat Li's gags and nonsense, the atmosphere in the carriage finally became less dull.

Chen Bo let out a long sigh: "I thought that if we caught Sun Zhiyang, each of us would be commended, but I didn't expect to be scolded by the old master. ”

Xiang Hong coughed lowly: "The old man didn't scold wrong, think about it, we did have some cowardice, came out to carry out tasks, the tactics and strategies we usually learned, I can't remember anything, it's like I've never learned it." ”

Now there was complete silence in the sub-carriage.

Every member of the Changtong team is reflecting, is the old man too harsh?

No, the old man is not wrong, they are indeed too arrogant, after the ability awakens, the mentality is too impetuous, although on the surface it seems that everyone is training hard, but in their hearts, the arrogance of the pride of the sky has not been extinguished for a moment.

The old man sitting in the co-pilot saw this scene clearly through the surveillance in the rear compartment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Hong's title of boss was really not wrong, it seems that the real formation of the Changtong team is much faster than he imagined.

Sun Zhiyang was taken away directly by the police, and what awaits him will be the fairest trial in the law.

The old man directly brought the Changtong team back to the second-year campus of the mutant school.

What awaits the Changtong team will be an unprecedented brutal training.

More than three months have passed since the arrest of Sun Zhiyang, and Li Fatzi, sweating like rain on his bare shoulders, pulled two giant heavy truck tires to run laps on the playground in the temperature of 12 or 3 degrees outside.

Xiang Hong and the others squatted on the cement steps by the playground wrapped in thick windbreakers, giggling and laughing one by one, and bursting into laughter from time to time.

"I'm also wondering, how bold do you say Fat Zheng'er is, could it be that he has no other organs in his big belly except gall, right?"

Zhou Xiaodong held a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and said triumphantly.

Chen Bo didn't smoke, and moved the ground in disgust in order to avoid the second-hand smoke sprayed by Zhou Xiaodong: "Brother Dong, you are almost a little, Brother Zheng is so tired that his tongue is sticking out, and you are still playing cymbals with him here." ”

Xiang Hong took out a cigarette case from Zhou Xiaodong's pocket, lit one for himself, and vaguely refuted Chen Bo in his mouth: "Bo'er, you kid just can't see your brother suffering, isn't this also for Ah Zheng's good, who let this fool know that Lao Fu hates others mentioning his baldness the most, and he has to commit a crime against the wind." ”

The honest boy Wu Hao also had no addiction to smoking, shook his hand and refused the cigarette rolls handed over to Hong, and said with a smile: "The second brother is like that, a stinky mouth bag beats the world, when we were still living in the 1217 dormitory, the second brother was beaten by the boss because of that broken mouth." ”

Zhou Xiaodong choked on the smoke with a smile, and suddenly coughed heartbreakingly, slapped Zhou Xiaodong on the back to Xiang Hong, and asked happily: "Xiaodong, do you miss your daughter-in-law, why are you suddenly so excited?"

"Cough, cough, cough, you don't know, just now Haozi said that Fat Zheng'er was always beaten by the boss because of his bad mouth, and I also remembered the stinky mouth king in our dormitory, that kid has a similar personality to Fat Zheng'er, and he always likes to give the teacher a nickname. Our history teacher's surname is Zhang, probably because the youth beans grew too much, and the face was full of pits, and there was no smooth place, but the stinky mouth king said that Mr. Zhang's face and his heels had a fight, and gave Mr. Zhang a Japanese name, called: Heel Exhaustion. ”

As soon as Xiaodong's funny Japanese name was spoken, Xiang Hong and the others all laughed.

Chen Bo's laughter was lower, and he even laughed so much that he rolled into Wu Hao's arms, holding his stomach with both hands and calling his mother.

Li Fatzi heard everyone's laughter on the playground, and immediately stiffened his neck and shouted: "Are you my brother Wow, are you so gloating?"

No one paid attention to the clamoring Li Fatzi, and talked about giving the teacher a nickname, which was in full swing.

"Let me tell you, my math teacher was an old lady who was very short, so my classmates privately called her Gen No. 2. ”

Chen Bo heard Xiang Hong's strange words, and asked in surprise: "Why is it called root number two, is it because you always let you open the root number?"

Xiang Hong is serious: "The root number is two, the root number is 1.414, our teacher is one meter four tall!"

The crowd burst into laughter again.

The playground was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and only Li Fatzi was running hard there, running towards the end that seemed to never see an end.