There was tension on the training ground, and an inexplicable aura filled the void, and all the members of the preparatory training camp stared at Yang Zheng with disdain, their eyes were full of warning and disdain, and they were eager to try, and they all wanted to teach Yang Zheng a lesson, and the soldier who spoke added even more disdainfully: "What do you see, there is a kind of practice?" ”

"I'm afraid of you, practice and practice." Yang Zheng was holding back the fire in his belly, and when he saw that the other party was bullying Ah Mei, he blew up on the spot.

"Boy, there's a kind, don't cry and complain, come on." The other party sneered disdainfully.

The assistant instructor was worried that something would happen, and looked at Instructor Bao, who hated the soldiers the most, and wished that he could find an excuse to kick the Yang Zheng brothers and sisters out of the training camp, pretending not to see it, and put the cigarette on his mouth and walked to the side.

Everyone smiled when they saw Instructor Bao's demeanor, and the soldier who spoke was even more determined, and stepped forward with disdain, walked up to Yang Zheng, almost touched Yang Zheng's head, and sneered: "Boy, you are dead." ”

Yang Zheng saw that the other party repeatedly provoked, and Instructor Bao not only didn't care, but left as if he acquiesced, a wave of anger surged into his heart, thinking of the death of his parents, the death of the villagers, the cruelty of the drug dealers, and thinking of Instructor Bao's deliberate fanning of the flames just now, the anger was even stronger, his eyes became red, and he was a little colder.

"Come on, you strike first, don't say I'm a bully." The soldier said coldly, taking a few steps back.

The assistant instructor saw that Instructor Bao deliberately left, where could he not guess Instructor Bao's true thoughts, and did not stop him, he looked at Yang Zheng with disdain, and suddenly found that Yang Zheng's eyes were as cold as frost, revealing an inexplicable killing intent, that was the real killing intent, only people who had seen blood on their hands could produce it, and couldn't help but be shocked, how could a related soldier kill someone?

However, without waiting for the assistant instructor to stop him, Yang Zheng had already rushed forward angrily and shouted, "Scold my sister, you should be damned-" As he spoke, a punch slammed over, which was the straight punch he had just learned.

This warrior is very familiar with the military body boxing, seeing that although Yang Zheng's punch is strong, it is a little out of shape, and the threat is not great, he snorted coldly disdainfully, and several counterattack methods immediately flashed in his mind, and decisively chose the most powerful one, intending to teach Yang Zheng a big lesson.

"Die-" The warrior burst into a shout, using his elbow to block Yang Zheng's straight punch, the elbow is powerful, not only can block, but also can use the elbow to counterattack, the combination of virtual and real, instantaneous, the other hand turned into a palm, and slapped Yang Zheng's face fiercely.

Hitting people without slapping them in the face, this soldier knew very well that he couldn't kill him, so he planned to humiliate Yang Zheng well, but Yang Zheng who beat him had no face and continued to stay, and the onlookers couldn't see it, not only did they not stop it, but they all started to cheer up, and even the assistant instructor secretly applauded.

However, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

Yang Zheng didn't care at all that his face was beaten, the straight punch that attacked the opponent's chest suddenly moved up, turned into a hook, and smashed into the opponent's chin, and he had to punch the opponent even if he was defeated.

"Poof-" Yang Zheng's fist hit the opponent's chin.

"Ahh

"Come on, afraid of you?" Yang Zheng roared without showing weakness, like an unwilling howl of a wounded wild wolf in the face of a hunter, his eyes were as cold as frost, full of murderous aura.

Everyone was taken aback by Yang Zheng's cold murderous aura, and his eyes were clearly like demons drilled out of hell, where was this kind of look that Guan Bing could have? The assistant instructor reacted, was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward, blocked between the two, and pointed at the soldier who was about to rush up and shout: "Stand down!" ”

"Instructor, me?" The warrior shouted unwillingly.

"Stand down—" The assistant instructor shouted again, his voice a little colder.

The soldier retreated unwillingly, looking at Yang Zheng's eyes full of resentment, Yang Zheng pursed his lips disdainfully, not afraid at all, and looked at the assistant instructor, at this time, Instructor Bao came over with a gloomy face, pointed at Yang Zheng and shouted: "Kill everyone yourself, get out of my training camp, Lao Tzu doesn't want to see you again." ”

Yang Zheng was furious, and shouted-for-tat: "Don't wear any hat for Lao Tzu that 'kills your own people', Lao Tzu can't afford to wear it, don't you just look at me unpleasantly?" Didn't you just want to drive me away? To put it bluntly, you don't have a face, Lao Tzu still has a face, a dignified instructor, he actually used words to provoke others to drive me away, Lao Tzu was not convinced. ”

"You are a soldier, what qualifications do you have to yell at Lao Tzu?" Instructor Bao was furious, and asked with a black face.

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu being a relational soldier? Ate yours, used yours, or affected you? Offended you? Yang Zheng went out and pushed back without the slightest fear.

Instructor Bao's lungs are about to explode, and he was yelled at by a student, how will he be a person after it is passed out, and where is his prestige? Nameless anger surged, his eyes were round, staring at Yang Zheng, as if a tiger was staring at its prey, cold, sharp, and an invisible murderous aura erupted.

Yang Zheng was not afraid at all, he looked at each other, his mind was full of hatred and anger, and his red eyes were also full of murderous aura, since he had killed drug dealers, Yang Zheng had some inexplicable things on his body, this kind of thing can only be felt by veterans who have been on the battlefield.

Instructor Bao is a veteran who has been tempered by countless battles, and he immediately felt something different from Yang Zheng's cold eyes, stubbornness, perseverance, bravery, and indifference to the enemy. This is clearly a man who has seen blood.

Thinking of this, Instructor Bao moved in his heart and realized that he was a little reckless and extreme, but the prestige of the instructor must not be lost, otherwise how will he train in the future? With a cold face, he said coldly: "There can be contradictions and conflicts between comrades-in-arms, but it is absolutely not allowed to kill you, this is an iron law, get out, I don't want to see you again." ”

The words are firm, without the slightest room for maneuver, Yang Zheng is a little unwilling, what should he do after missing this training camp? How else can you learn the ability to take revenge? How to explain to Staff Officer Lin and that "him"? Countless thoughts flashed.

The big husband has something to do and something not to do. Yang Zheng coldly pulled Ah Mei and turned away, his face was gloomy, although it was a pity that there was no training opportunity, Yang Zheng did not regret it, because Ah Mei could not be bullied.

Ah Mei burst into tears, but she didn't cry, she looked at Instructor Bao coldly and said, "You are all bad people." ”

The cold eyes were full of resentment and stubbornness, and he saw that Instructor Bao's heart trembled for no reason, and he regretted it, but the instructor's majesty could not be lost, so he had to pretend not to see it.