The irony is so obvious that anyone can hear it.

Someone wanted to go over to help Liu Yi, but Yi Zhantong stood there like some kind of flood beast, his identity was there, and no one dared to go over.

Leo Yi hugged his leg, and the pain forced him to let out a strong cry.

It's just cowardly, don't want it.

Yi Zhantong deliberately plucked out his ears, "I'm annoyed, drag him down for me." ”

Immediately someone came up and dragged him away.

Yi Zhantong didn't pay any attention to the pediatric training of these families.

Not to mention her training in two lives, especially in this life, because of Qi Xingyan, her patience has been exercised, so she can endure it better than ordinary people, of course, in other words, this is a kind of dormancy, once she seizes the opportunity, she will immediately fight back.

"It's boring." She said in a voice that was neither high nor low, but she was heard by these people.

Yi Zhantong walked around the crowd and saw Qing Mo standing behind the crowd.

She strode towards the end.

Naturally, someone opened a way for her.

As she approached the end of the day, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a bruise on her right hand that her left hand had deliberately blocked.

She looked at her for a while, and finally lowered her eyes, her voice was cool and cool, but it revealed a majesty: "Who did it?" ”

Behind his back, "It's okay, the fight should have hurt." ”

"Are you sure?"

Yi Zhantong's gaze was very sharp, as if he had exploited her cleanly, examining her little by little.

"The pinch marks on the neck are also injuries from martial arts?"

He didn't speak, his eyebrows lowered, and there was a bit of grievance in his eyes.

Yi Zhantong squinted his eyes, thought about it seriously, and his mind became clear, probably when he was rectifying the boy, she was dragged and beaten by those female soldiers.

The fighting at the end of the day is already poor, and if there are several female soldiers joining forces, then she is definitely not an opponent.

Although the time is short, it is a real kick.

Yi Zhantong filtered the melon-eating crowd who had just watched the play in his mind over and over again, and finally locked on the three female soldiers.

One is just provocative.

The other two seem to have a bit of a holiday with her.

She slowly provoked a smile, her eyebrows narrowed, she stood in front of the three women, and said lightly: "The three of you, are you lucky enough to come and learn?" ”

It's obviously an inquiring tone, but it sounds very arrogant.

And it's very flamboyant.

"What do you mean to be lucky? Don't overestimate yourself, be careful that you won't get off the stage for a while! ”

Yi Zhantong locked his gaze on the woman, "Why, isn't it 'lucky' for a student without any military rank to compete with Captain Ben?" ”

She said casually and arrogantly.

"As for who can't get off the stage, it's not clear."

The woman was angry, "How do you say you want to compete?" One-to-one, or one-to-many? ”

Yi Zhantong's gaze glanced at the three women standing in a row, and there was still a light smile on his face: "Captain Ben has limited time, the three of us, go together." ”

"Oh, tall tone."

The other female soldier immediately squeezed the hand of the woman who spoke, and said with a smile: "Since Captain Yi has the honor to instruct, then the three of us are welcome." ”

"Of course," Yi Zhantong shrugged indifferently, "If you are polite, I will worry that you will suffer." ”

Look, this is arrogant.

Don't take anyone seriously.

In fact, Yi Zhantong didn't want to take them seriously, if they hadn't moved.

Everyone moved out of the way.

The three of them surrounded her in a circle.

A cold light flashed between Yi Zhantong's eyebrows, "Stupid tactics! ”