"Lin Xiaogang! What are you doing in a daze! ”

With dark skin, a square face, and a pair of sharp and deep eyes like eagle eyes, Murong Anze couldn't help but shudder, and almost without thinking about it, a name had already appeared in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Yi.

His instructor, Zhao Yi.

"Hey! You kid, you're still in a daze! ”

Seeing that Murong Anze was still stunned, Zhao Yi walked over, slapped his wide palm on the back of his head, and couldn't help roaring, "Push-ups!" Two hundred and fifty! ”

"Hiss......"

Murong Anze took a hard breath and reached out to rub the back of his head, trying his best to soothe the hot pain, but seeing this, Instructor Zhao Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes again, and shouted fiercely, "Lin Xiaogang, didn't you hear what Lao Tzu said!" Twenty white fifty push-ups! I'll count to three! ”

"Hey, hey."

Murong Anze was still touching the back of his head, looking at Instructor Zhao Yi in front of him, and he just had a feeling in his heart that he couldn't put into words, but although his nose was sour, he didn't want to cry.

"One!"

Seeing this, Instructor Zhao Yi's eyes widened like bull's eyes.

"Two!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that the anger on Instructor Zhao Yi's face was getting heavier and heavier, Murong Anze reacted almost instinctively, and threw himself on the ground neatly, skillfully doing training movements.

At this time, his body is no longer a flowing brocade robe and jade belt, but a handsome and neat camouflage suit, this dress is really good-looking.

"Hmph, stinky boy, toast and don't eat and drink!"

Instructor Zhao Yi stepped on Murong Anze's ass with one foot, and after kicking it lightly, a smile on his lips appeared on his face, and Murong Anze who looked at it also smirked.

Seeing this, Instructor Zhao Yi hurriedly hid his smile again, and shouted at Murong Anze with a straight face, "What are you laughing at!" Hurry up! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Murong Anze also smiled, continued to do push-ups with a hippie smile, and couldn't help but secretly slander in his heart, Zhao Heidan's person is really hateful, every time he is punished, he has to have a number like two hundred and five, three hundred and eight, it can't be better, such as: sixty-six, eighty-eight or something?

[Big brother, how about 666? 】

"Hmph, you kid dare to be stunned!"

Zhao Yi smiled with satisfaction, and then turned around, for fear that Murong Anze would see his smile, and Murong Anze also lowered his head cooperatively, letting his sweat beads fall drop by drop and smash on the ground of the training ground.

Murong Anze, on the other hand, silently counted the number of push-ups, and after a while, he reached the number required by Instructor Zhao Yi, and finally, after taking a long breath, he lay on the spot without any image, panting heavily.

Anyway, that's two hundred and fifty push-ups.

"You kid, you must be lazy again, tired like this bear!"

Seeing that Murong Anze was already tired into a puddle of mud, although Zhao Yi had a tense face, he scolded with a smile, "Hurry up, I haven't seen you all day except for eating!" ”

"Yes!"

Murong Anze agreed loudly, turned over happily, and became lying on the ground, seeing this, Instructor Zhao Yi's big feet were about to lift up again, and at this time, a person who was also wearing camouflage came over, first saluted Zhao Yi, and then shouted loudly, "Report, there was a hostage-taking incident on West Street, and the Municipal Public Security Bureau asked our college to go over to the nearest place first to assist and cooperate!" ”

"Got it!"

Zhao Yi waved his hand impatiently, and muttered again, "Mother's Lao Tzu trains military talents, and he is not a substitute member of your Public Security Bureau, why do you have so many things all day long!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Yi looked at Murong Anze who was lying on the ground again, and grinned at him, "Stinky boy, this time, if you follow me, it will be regarded as actual combat training!" ”

"Yes!"

Murong Anze immediately sat up with a carp, instinctively, a trace of very anxious feeling flashed in his heart, that feeling was very anxious and very painful.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Yi nodded, and then the big horse golden knife turned around, still muttering in his mouth, "Boy, don't be confused in the future, tell you, two hundred and five is less, if you ...... again"

"Three hundred and eight, four hundred and six."

Murong Anze hung his head helplessly and said what he wanted to say for him, but Zhao Yi turned around and yelled at him, "Hey, you kid, you still grabbed the words!" ”

"Hey, hey, don't dare, don't dare, instructor, please first."

Murong Anze's doglegs suddenly became a little shorter, and he begged for mercy with a smile on his face, and Zhao Yi snorted with satisfaction, turned around and continued to walk towards the equipment room.

As a student of the military academy, every time I go out to assist, I will carry a loaded gun with me in case of accidents, because I need the assistance of students from the military academy, not ordinary police, which means that the operation is full of danger.

But as he walked, Murong Anze heard a slightly familiar voice.

"Little boy! Little boy! ”

"Huh?"

Murong Anze scratched his head, stopped and thought for a while, feeling that this voice was very familiar, but who was this, he had no impression for a while, and then, the voice seemed to have passed through some barrier, and arrived in his mind again.

"Little boy! Wake up! ”

"Stinky boy, you dare to be stunned!"

Seeing Murong Anze stop, Zhao Yi shouted again, "Hurry up, even if it's thankless, we have to go, and treat every assistance as a good opportunity to learn!" ”

And this time, Murong Anze didn't continue to move forward, because he heard a very strange sentence, "Little boy, you can't go anymore!" Ahead is a cliff! ”

Thinking about this strange sentence, Murong Anze frowned a little puzzled, little boy? Who's that? Are you calling him?

At this time, the two voices were at war in his head.

"You kid......"

"Little boy! Ahead is a cliff! ”

"Stinky boy!"

"Little boy!"

"Ahh

The two voices were so noisy that Murong Anze couldn't help but yell, and then, he closed his eyes and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, blocking all the two voices from his senses.

It wasn't until a long time later that Murong Anze finally felt a sense of tranquility, and then, finally, something flashed in his heart, and after slowly opening his eyes, he saw that he was wearing a pale yellow brocade robe.

And his feet, at this time, were stepping on the edge of the cliff.

"Little boy!"

Liu Fang looked at Murong Anze in horror, for fear that if he was not careful, he would fall.

"I'm fine."

Murong Anze cautiously took two steps back, squatted for a while, and finally staggered to his feet, his big eyes full of tears.

Zhao Yi, his instructor, they, will never see each other again.

Because, Zhao Yi is dead.