"Wait!" The gloom on Zhou Jinjin's face was already intense to the extreme, and he casually picked up a glass of wine from the long table on the side, and with his broken roar, it was about to smash towards the back of several people's heads.

"How?" Tang Lang turned around quickly at this moment, and there was already a bit of a cold taste between his eyebrows, even if his tone was still indifferent, but at that moment, needless to say, the three people who bore the brunt of the "elite group", that is, the surrounding onlookers, also felt a sudden chill all over their bodies.

They even had a kind of illusion that if the wine in the hands of the famous senior was spilled, he would be immediately beaten by the unremarkable young man opposite. Although everyone also knows that it is impossible.

It is not a question of who is higher or lower in force, but it is strictly forbidden to fight privately in the academy, even if it is because the opponent provokes him. Once it is verified that those who fight in private, whether they are instigators or perpetrators, they will almost always be removed from the list, and even onlookers will not be able to escape punishment.

Each academy has its own rules, which are the bottom line that every student cannot cross, and this is one of the strictest school rules of Qingyu Military Academy for thousands of years.

In case the two groups of people who are obviously a little antagonistic are really hot-headed and want to start a fight for a fighting reality show, the hundred people present are afraid that their first thought is not to feel who is more awesome, but to rush up and pull them away.

Of course, as a military school, Qingyu Military Academy has also fully taken into account the situation after the confrontation between these young men and women who are full of blood and hormones, and if there are contradictions and personal grievances, they simply want to beat each other to relieve their anger, and it is very simple, find a place for you alone, and do it alone in front of everyone.

The barracks are respected by the strong, and the quasi-soldiers in the military academy also follow this practice.

But Tang Lang at this time gave people a feeling of extreme danger. It was as if as long as that glass of wine was spilled, this place would become his battlefield. In his eyes, there was a trace of extremely dangerous flames, the flames that dared to challenge the rules, and that was the main reason why everyone was chilling.

In fact, not to mention the facers and bystanders, even as Tang Lang's friend, Jiang Bao also felt a kind of coldness that seemed to be there, which also stimulated his hairs to stand on end. As a six-year sergeant who has been on the battlefield, he is naturally not comparable to those cadets who are mostly admitted to military academies by ordinary local students, and he knows very well in his heart that soldiers are on the battlefield, so what are the rules? Only those who survive are qualified to speak the rules.

He dared to guarantee that as long as the so-called elites on the other side made a provocation, he, a roommate, would dare to ignore the rules. And the main reason for this is probably not because of the glass of wine that is about to be spilled, but more from the moment they pushed the big bear in front of him in an almost contemptuous way!

To insult my comrades-in-arms is to insult me! Tang Lang has an extremely distinct military imprint on his body, which is also the reason why Jiang Bao initially integrated into Tang Lang's duo after just one week.

Therefore, at that thought, although he felt that Tang Lang might have the possibility of breaking the rules of the academy, he also expected the evil consequences that would arise from this. Being expelled from the military academy means that he may never have the opportunity to return to the army in his life. But Jiang Bao also reacted with his own.

With his body slightly on his side and his feet staggered by a distance of thirty centimeters, although it was not a traditional attack stance, it was enough to ensure that in the next moment of conflict, he could launch the most rapid attack on his prey like a cheetah.

Compared with Jiang Bao's quick decision, the fat man seemed much calmer, and looking back, he still maintained a hippie smile on his face. But perhaps, only those who know him know how bright this obscene fat man laughs and how vicious he is.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the crotch of the intermediate and second-level mecha master who was about to pour wine, and it could be seen that I am afraid that as soon as the glass of wine was spilled, the senior who was famous in the academy was most likely going to enter the medical cabin to treat the deep melancholy under his crotch.

This is the answer made by Tang Lang and his partners after they were very unhappy with the seniors of the "elite group". This is also the strongest signal felt by onlookers.

It's the rhythm of death! But, why does Mao feel that this is very gentlemanly? Faced with an obviously unwise choice, the new and old students who were watching inexplicably had a state of admiration. I don't know if it's because the domineering attitude of the "elite group" makes them feel disgusted, or because of their admiration for Tang Lang and others who dare to fight back directly with the "elite group" who they dare not face directly, or maybe it's both.

And whether it is daring to challenge the "elite crowd" or challenge the rules of the academy, there is no doubt that enough courage is required.

The middle-level and second-level mecha master, who was already accustomed to "shaking the aura of the king, everyone worshipped him", obviously did not expect Tang Lang and the others to have such a reaction, although he wanted to pour the wine in his cup on the face of the leader Tang Lang.

It is not so much that Tang Lang refused to let Wen Beinan let the three elites of the "elite group" join forces here lose face, in fact, it is better to say that the expression on Tang Lang's face, which has always been indifferent, made him very unhappy.

That expression was even more contemptuous than his understatement of pushing away the guy with only muscles. The intermediate and second-level mecha masters had a feeling that when that guy looked at them, it was like a tiger looking at the monkeys in the territory, which was the legendary group of monkeys who "the monkey is not at home and called the king".

However, the elite, who felt deeply despised at this moment, was intimidated. The glass in his hand didn't smash out after all, and the wine splashed wantonly between his fingers. Wen Beinan also blocked Zhou Jinjin's hand at this critical moment, and his other hand also reached out horizontally, stopping the figure of another person next to him who was about to pounce out.

At present, the first person in the Department of Mechanical Repair blocked the two members of the "Elite Group" who seemed to be impulsive but would never be impulsive, and then stared at Tang Lang: "There's nothing to do, you can go, I'll say goodbye。。。。。。 ”

Before the words fell, Zhou Jinjin beside him followed closely and said: "My elite group Zhou Jinjin 。。。。。。 ”

Another young man also reacted: "I'm Feng Tianhao。。。。。 ”

"And all your seniors in my elite group!" With the self-registration of the two companions, Wen Bei Nanji's gloomy face was as warm as jade again, but there was a far-reaching smile in it: "We wish you a happy future career in the academy!" ”

The surrounding audience did not dare to come out. Because there has always been a legend that the elite group has a feud with others, it is in this way of reporting their own names and origins to announce to the other party that if you provoke our "elite group", your life will not be easy, and your future life will never be stable.

Changing to someone else may be just a joke, but they definitely have this qualification. Whether it is Li Yu, the leader of the elite group who is in charge of the discipline of the students of the student association of the college, or Wen Beinan, the president of the student association of the mechanical training department, they are all figures that ordinary students cannot afford to offend, not to mention that there are other people at the elite level of various departments in the "elite group".

It is conceivable that being jointly excluded and suppressed by such elite-level figures, Tang Lang and a few others are not in the academy, even in the mechanical repair department, and it is difficult to move an inch. It is very likely that everyone present may not dare to have much interaction with them. And isolation, perhaps, is just the first step.

"Mingyue, they are members of my Guwu Society, we should go and support them, what happened to the Elite Group? Can a bunch of old students openly bully new students like this? Du Mo, who had been slowly approaching, could not hide his anger on his face.

The expression on Ming Yueshang's face remained unchanged, but there was a hint of indescribable appreciation flashing in the bright eyes of the crowd not far away, and she shook her head slightly and said, "Mo Wei, you don't know men too well." Men are creatures, especially men who are soldiers, do you think that at this time, a woman will be moved to shelter from the wind and rain when she pops up with her self-righteous wings? ”

"However, the truth is that they may be strong enough individually, but they don't have any roots in the academy, and this is not a place where they can solve problems just by relying on their fists!" Seeing that Ming Yueshang didn't mean to help at all, Du Mo couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Mingmei's eyes turned slightly to look at her companion, and a smile appeared in Mingyuesheng's eyes: "That's because your fist is not hard enough!" My father once said to me, if one day, your fists are hard enough, hard enough to break all rules, those rules are not rules. ”

Just as the two of them were talking, the situation in the field changed again.

In the face of the announcement of the three elites of the "Elite Group" with an almost crushing posture in the eyes of everyone, it was not Tang Lang who took the lead in counterattacking, but the fat man who kept smiling.

After waiting for the few people led by Wen Beinan to finish speaking, the smiling fat man stepped out: "Have you finished speaking, seniors?" Then let me answer you a word! ”

The sleek fat man should be able to say a soft word or two! Don't make such a fuss at the orientation party of the Department of Mechanics. Most of the freshmen who have been dealing with fat people for nearly a week have this feeling.

Then, in the inexplicable expectation of everyone, the fat man stretched out his round index finger and pointed at the three academy elites who stood proudly: "Please forgive me for being rude, but brother still wants to say that you seem to be an elite gathering, but brother thinks that it is actually a group of radishes to hold a conference." ”

There was silence.

It was so quiet that even the soft white light cast by the bright moon lamp suspended in the sky seemed to have a cold feeling.

A chuckle from more than ten meters away not only did not alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere of the scene, but even added fuel to the feeling that the flames were about to burn in the venue.

The three pairs of gloomy eyes looked back, but what they saw was the bright eyes of Mingyueshang full of smiles, and even, the proud girl of the sky who was about to burst out with a smile, and innocently spread her hands, indicating that she didn't want to laugh, but it was indeed 。。。。。。

I can't help it!

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