Hearing this, Uncle Lin's face changed slightly, and then he smiled, "You kid, you know a lot." ”

Xu Xia smiled, "Necessary homework, I am a good student and a good young man." ”

Shen Cang on the side almost didn't sneer, the three good students and the five good youths of God Meow!

Is the ghost the one who uses him in the office for his ulterior purposes?

Sensing Shen Cang's silent complaint, Xu Xia glanced at him and continued to grind at Uncle Lin, "You have such a high level of secrecy, where can the alliance let you be idle?" You don't really think that the waning moon is a good talisman, do you? ”

Then he paused, and his tone became heavier, "Maybe it was before, but now the waning moon is not deserved!" ”

Hearing this, Uncle Lin's smile finally faded.

It is undeniable that this is the truth, and the most ugly thing in the world is the truth.

The back of his hand collapsed a little tightly, and he rebuttoned the buttons one by one, his face condensed.

"What do you want to do?" Straightforwardly, Uncle Lin looked at Xu Xia, this time he didn't see her as a junior, but a partner who was enough to sit on an equal footing.

Xu Xia put down the stone in his heart.

She is actually not as comfortable as she appears, and the invisible places on her back are also drenched in sweat.

From the moment she made up her mind to be nosy, her path was destined to be full of thorns.

She snapped her fingers, and the heartbeats of the three people changed to the beat, "Uncle, aren't you curious about what happened to Miki's accident?" ”

Uncle Lin looked at him with burning eyes, "Can you find out?" ”

Xu Xia blinked, "Do your best." ”

Uncle Lin pursed his lips, extremely dry, "Why?" ”

That's the most important question.

Xu Xia is just an ordinary student in the hunting school, and he didn't know Lin Mu before that, why should he help him?

And why get involved in all this that cuts and tidies?

He couldn't find any answers.

But it is also impossible to find Xu Xia's profit.

So he was puzzled and hesitated.

For this question, Xu Xia had expected it, just smiled and said, "It's probably because life is boring and needs a little stimulation." ”

Uncle Lin laughed heartily when he heard this, and he didn't say that he believed it, nor did he say that he didn't believe it.

"If you can really cure Miki and find out the joints, I, as a beneficiary, naturally why not do it, so, young man, shouldn't your conditions be revealed."

He didn't believe that Xu Xia was a kind-hearted person who gave kindness and didn't hope to reciprocate.

The world is bustling, all for profit, and the world is bustling, all for profit.

In this world, there is no such thing as a simple person.

Xu Xia pondered for a moment, "I'm just curious about the story on this new Fourth Street, I like stories very much, whether it's a place with a story or a person with a story." ”

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The sun is scorching, the sky is cloudless, and the occasional gust of wind blows by, which will make people feel refreshed.

Training Ground Zero.

After a month of fierce competition, the places in Class Zero have also changed.

Even the eight people of 713 can't guarantee that they will stay every time.

But I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but these people who arrived in the last phase of the zero class coincided with the first period.

In the last seven days, what they need to prepare is not an ordinary qualifying match, but a first battle of entering the school, commonly known as the grade competition.

Early in the morning, after five kilometers and thirty pounds of weight-bearing off-road torture, twelve people were already out of breath.

If it weren't for Li Bingcheng's sharp gaze that suddenly swept like a machine gun, it was estimated that he would have fallen down.

"I've all stood up straight, and I haven't been training for a month?!"

"I think it's better for you to roll up the bunk and go home, take the exam again next year, go to an ordinary university, and then sleep until you wake up naturally every day, instead of torturing yourself here, and torturing me."

As always, a poisonous tongue.

Hearing this, the twelve people's faces turned red, and they wanted to refute a few words, but they couldn't refute it.

I can only stand silently, if it was a month ago, it would have been a fuss.

But now a month later, they have seen the various methods of the instructors, and simply standing in a military posture is no longer the thing they sigh and avoid fear the most.

It's really a method that the instructor can use to torture them, and he can't count them with the palm of his hand.

Too much, too tricky.

The best way to cope is to accept it silently and seize every opportunity that can be used to rest and recuperate.

didn't hear a rebuttal, and the corners of Li Bingcheng's mouth were slightly invisible.

Nor did he continue the verbal offensive, but pressed a button.

A large open space on the east side of the training ground suddenly shook, opening a huge gap in it.

The ground was slowly sinking, and the sound of rushing water was heard.

In an instant, a foul and indescribable smell came to my nose.

The faces of the twelve finally cracked.

If you ask what training they resist the most, there is only one answer, and that is training in this mud pit.

If nothing else, this smell alone is really unpleasant.

The first time they went down, they vomited on the spot.

The mixture of vomit and the unknown substance in the mire made the smell even more strange.

The instructor is still on guard, dutiful.

They are not allowed to climb up, but if you do anything unusual, the boots kick you down, not only to smell it, but also to eat a lot of stomach!

Just one training session is probably enough for them to be only half a month longer than self-contained.

I thought that after that time, I would even get through it.

But I didn't expect that this would come to an end, and there would be another time.

Just thinking about it, the faces of a few people were not very good-looking, faintly white, and their eyes also showed a little cowering dodge.

Li Bingcheng caught their expressions and showed a demonic smile.

Fear?

I'm afraid.

It's more fun to practice this way.

"Looks like you're impressed with this place!"

As he spoke, Li Bingcheng's smile became bigger and bigger.

The expressions of the twelve people are indescribable, I really want to complain, the impression is true, but who has a soft spot!

Li Bingcheng just couldn't see it, his face was like Fu Fan, as if he was very casual, "In this way, I don't have to bother with words, be conscious, go down!" ”

"Let's practice mud pit fighting today."

"The first two hours are free for you to practice in teams and freely, and the last two hours are assigned by me to take turns to practice."

A word fell, and the hope of the twelve people was completely shattered.

After all, the last time they just stayed in it and held their breath was over, and this time there was still fighting, which meant that they had to have close or even negative contact with the things in these quagmires.

It's just, crazy-

(To be continued)