Chapter 137: Confrontation

Compared with the overwhelmed of the five little sisters, Mu Xiyan felt that he had changed his definition of Brother Ren from a new one.

The domineering aura emanating from Brother Ren's body gave Mu Xiyan a very familiar feeling, she thought about it carefully, and remembered that she had seen it in those cousins of the Mu family.

This kind of momentum can only be fed by a superior family.

So, did she meet someone in a family that was comparable to the Mu family?

Mu Xiyan couldn't laugh or cry, she would be friends with Brother Ren as long as it was because he exuded a simple and unpretentious temperament and did not have the arrogance of a big family.

Her identity is so embarrassing, if she makes friends in the big family, when she and Mu Yiteng face each other in the future, she will definitely offend many families, in case they are one of them, family and friends, which one should they help?

The answer to this multiple-choice question is undoubtedly the family, so Mu Xiyan smiled bitterly, some things need to be given up if you want to have them.

She has a problem with her own vision!

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Jiang Danqiu frowned, his eyes swept over Mu Xi's fair face, and he just happened to see her melancholy eyes that fell on Brother Ren.

…… What's going on?

After waiting for half a salary, no one in the small group of five sisters stood up to apologize, and Brother Ren slapped his hand on the table fiercely, shaking the three sea bowls on the table to jingle.

"Do you apologize?" Brother Ren pointed at Qiao Nimei and looked at her coldly, as if there was a sense of "If you don't apologize, I won't let you go out".

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Below, the bun will be modified tomorrow ~>_<~

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Jiang Danqiu did not speak, and expressed her words with her practical actions.

Mu Xiyan saw that she put the other two steamed buns into her pocket, and silently put the steamed buns into her pocket.

"Let's go!"

"Oh. ”

Mu Xiyan followed behind Jiang Danqiu, and when he walked out of the cafeteria, he was still thinking, his pockets were so dirty, could these two steamed buns still be eaten?

An hour is not a long time, but it is not a short time, after Jiang Danqiu took her to the teaching office, more than half of it has passed.

Mu Xiyan only knew at this time that the special camp often had a 'student insertion' like her.

Among all the students present, only Mu Xiyan was a newcomer, and her course was different from the course of more than 150 people, so when Zhao Shangzhi proposed her to follow Cheng Yanjin's "novice learning plan" like her, she was very excited, and finally didn't have to mess around like a headless fly.

There was no superfluous nonsense, and the action-oriented Zhao Shangzhi led more than a hundred students into the room at the end of the passage, but she was thrown into the first room of the passage by Zhao Shangzhi, that is, the 'freshman study room'.

After entering the room, Mu Xiyan's first feeling was that he was in a groove, so big!

The second feeling is, fortunately, it's not as big as I thought.

Maybe it's because the door to the room is small and the room is relatively empty, so the first impression is that the room is so big.

After the first impression of adaptation, you will find that this house is actually not very big, because there is nothing in the house, you are not mistaken, except for an ultra-thin LCD screen hanging on the right wall, there is nothing, so it will give people the illusion of a lot of space.

As soon as the door was closed, Mu Xiyan felt that he might have an echo when he said a word. When the space is small, people are not so cold.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Shangzhi hadn't come over yet, so Mu Xiyan walked towards the LCD display on the right wall.

The quiet room sounded a crisp "pop", the power of the monitor was turned on, and the dark screen lit up with a soft light, even if she stood so close, Mu Xiyan didn't feel anything uncomfortable in her eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh again that "high-tech is good".

The screen lit up, and Mu Xiyan looked at the four big words "Freshman Handbook" on it, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Following the instructions above, she quickly skimmed through the "Freshman Handbook" before she had a general understanding of the curriculum at the base.

Generally, the students who enter the Martial King Special Command Camp have a certain foundation in martial arts.

Every time a new student like her enters, the first thing to do is to understand the advantages and disadvantages of the various exercises.

If you hit someone, you have to slap your face, and if you kill someone, you have to kill with a knife.

You want to stab someone, but someone grabs your wrist and stabs you in turn, which means that you are not good at learning and did not dodge when he grabbed your wrist, and as a result, you stabbed yourself to death.

It can be seen from this that with a good set of exercises, killing people and setting fires will get twice the result with half the effort.

In this world where the strong are kings, isn't that family here because it has a good set of exercises?

At that time, Cheng Xiyan had not yet recovered from the dense class schedule, so naturally he didn't hear Han Yifan's words specifically, but he vaguely heard two words and suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he couldn't help but ask again: "What?"

"Run. Han Yifan urged, holding a small leather whip in his right hand and patting rhythmically in the palm of his left hand.

Cheng Xiyan's eyes were stunned, and she always felt that one day this little leather whip would fall on her, and her skin would be open.

"What are you waiting for? ”

"Ah......" Cheng Xiyan made sure that his hearing was not hallucinating this time, and suddenly felt like he had fallen from the sky into the abyss, like a roller coaster.

"Uncle Yifan, didn't you say training, why are you running?"

When Han Yifan heard this, he understood a little bit why Xiao Bean Sprouts' mood changed so quickly in an instant.

After thinking about it thoroughly, he couldn't help but gently pat the top of the little bean sprout's head with what can be called a stroke, and slowly lure him in a soft voice: "What kind of training do you imagine?"

Cheng Xiyan raised his hand and swept the top of the head that had been patted, and explained honestly: "Shouldn't training teach me martial arts moves or something?"

"And then?"

"Then I practiced diligently. Then climbed to the pinnacle of life, Cheng Xiyan thought beautifully, when the time comes, he must make Mu Yiteng look good.

"You don't think it's okay to practice diligently, do you?" asked Han Yifan in surprise.

Cheng Xiyan nodded innocently: "Isn't that what you say? A person who jumps off a cliff in a corner, or the enemy pursues and kills unintentionally to get a long-lost martial arts cheats, and then follow the martial arts moves in the cheats to practice diligently, and then kill the Quartet to the peak of life after three or five years?"

Mu Xiyan felt that it was not a way to go on like this.

Zhao Shangzhi nodded and fell into deep thought in front of her.

Meow, I really want to swear, can you not think about it in front of her, she looks so tired, so oppressive!

Maybe Mu Xiyan worshiped the right Bodhisattva this time, and after her thoughts flashed, Zhao Shangzhi dropped a sentence, "You first read the explanation of these exercises, and then you can talk about it" and then lowered his head and opened the door and left.

All right!