The next morning, the sun was just right.

A man walked to the toilet with sleepy eyes, and as soon as he entered the door, he felt that he had kicked something in his foot.

He looked down, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Ahh

"How the fuck the toilet killed two people?"

"Damn, I'm scared to death!"

"Who the did this?!"

On the other side of the toilet, there were bursts of curses and roars, which attracted many people from SS to watch.

Everyone is talking about how these two people died.

"Look at the one who was wiped on his neck, the technique is really professional, is there something terrible lurking here coming in?"

"Also, the one on the forehead, at first glance, is qiang, this is the bottom layer, who can have that thing?"

“......”

Chen Ye and Wen Ci were mixed in the center of the crowd, and they also pretended to be surprised and chatted with others, expressing surprise, this technique was too neat.

After a while, Sister Ying called someone to get people away.

This incident also alarmed the Seventh Master.

When Sister Ying and the Seventh Master reported.

He only sat on the single sofa, wearing a silk black shirt, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, staring at the liquid of the red wine with cold eyes, and the liquid was bumped into the wall of the glass with a "swish" sound.

It gives people a sense of dignity and elegance, but it seems to be covered with a layer of frost between the eyebrows, revealing a cold feeling that no one should enter.

It is a combination of indifference and elegance.

After a while, he slowly hooked his lips, "It's a little interesting." ”

The tone is clear and light, I can't hear any emotion, and the tone is always on a parallel line, which is unpredictable.

Sister Ying's eyebrows twisted slightly, a little puzzled, and subconsciously asked, "Do you know who did it?" ”

"Go and get things done." The seventh master put down the red wine glass in his hand, got up slightly, took his coat and put it on, his eyebrows were cold, and his tone was cold, "Don't inquire if you shouldn't ask." ”

......

The farce of the morning has passed, and the day's training has officially begun.

Today is a test of hand-to-hand combat, as well as training for hand-to-hand combat.

This group of 15 people came to train and find out.

What is different from usual is that this time the test is hand-to-hand combat, and the coach on the opposite side is none other than the Seventh Master-

When everyone heard the news, they were shocked.

Seventh Master? Wouldn't the mother who would be beaten not know her?

There are still doubts, does the seventh master want to fight 15 people alone? Then this is a wheel battle, does the Seventh Master really have that strength and won't get tired?

Sometimes, there will be internal fights and comparisons, and the winner will be rewarded well.

Generally, the first person to come to power, no matter how powerful he is, will suffer, because there is always a time when he is physically exhausted and is knocked down by the people behind.

"Shhhhhh

Distance.

The man was wearing a simple and neat black fighting suit, with black bangs covering his forehead, and a pair of eyes that were as deep and cold as ever.

Along the way, it seemed to bring a burst of cold air, and everyone shivered.

Of course, it does not include Chen Ye and Wen Ancestral Hall.

The two of them are not timid about a character like the Seventh Master.

There is a kind of thing, if this Seventh Master is really so powerful, and he still does these bad things in this SS, it is really a pity.

So between them, there is more sympathy between the strong.

Because in this world, there are very few smart people, and even fewer smart people.

The seventh master stood in the ring, moved his wrists and muscles all over his body, his slightly drooping black eyes suddenly raised, tilted his head slightly, licked his lips and looked at the audience coldly, "Who will die first?" ”

A cold and domineering attitude, looking at the world, very obedient and flamboyant, and the sharp aura has not converged at all.

There was a gust of cold wind in the air, and a strong coercion made the people breathless.

Some people are like this, their innate aura is emanating from the inside out, and a simple sentence, when it comes out of the mouth of such a person, will be more disdainful and wilder than ordinary people.

No one on the field dared to speak.

The seventh master seemed to be a little unhappy, and said coldly, "Then according to yesterday's training ranking, the first place, come up first." ”

The first person trembled and went up, and within a minute, he was put down.

The people there sighed for a while.

Wen Ci squinted slightly, this man is not simple.

Similarly, Chen also looked at the man on the stage who was wantonly plundering, as if he was his home field, tilted his head and licked his lips slightly.

This body's good kung fu is not much different from himself.

His heart was full of energy, eager to try, and he really wanted to go up and have a real battle with him.

However, his power to top the bag, his strength does not allow-

Almost everyone who went up on the stage was put down within a minute.

Chen also saw that it was about to be himself.

He glanced at Wen Ci, "So many people in front of you were put down in a minute, have you thought about how you have to be beaten to be more handsome?" ”

Wen Ci looked at him lightly and chuckled, "I think you should think about how to be knocked down by him in 10 seconds, and he is very handsome." ”

Chen also listened to this, touched his chin thoughtfully, and nodded approvingly, "I think I really should think about it." ”

The people in the back are basically seconds as soon as they make a move.

In fact, this is very normal, when a person who knows three-legged cat kung fu meets an expert, the expert on the opposite side can judge which hand you want to make first and which direction from your eyes and preparatory movements.

The absolute strength crushes and beats, and there is no room for fighting back at all.

"Why do I think he's just up there to beat people up?" Chen Ye suddenly glared at Wen Ci, "I remembered, at that time, you went to the ring and asked people to challenge you, I thought you were doing death, but you just wanted to beat people??" ”

"Ahh Wen Ci nodded lightly, "You just know?" ”

He narrowed his eyes, "Don't you think it's interesting for a person to come up with confidence, think he can beat you, and then be beaten by you, psychologically and physically?" ”

"You're special, you perverted black thing." Chen also gritted his teeth.

He was full of confidence at that moment, and then he was hanged.

Nima ..... Chen Ye now wants to kill this fake Sven fake warm belly black man with one punch!

"Quanzhi, it's your turn."

Chen Ye was called over there, and Chen Ye glanced at Wen Ci, "Look at how handsome I am..... Beaten. ”

Wen Ancestral Hall, "......"

Stage.

Chen also did hide his strength and was also beaten...... Well, barely handsome, at least a little more handsome than others.

Others are throwing a dog and eating, at least he is facing the sky.

"Get up, come again." A cold voice came leisurely.

Chen Ye: ???

Why is he still addicted to abuse??? Jealous that he fell too handsome?