There were heart-rending screams and cries from the other end of the stands, and the girl holding her earlobes was clamped by several instructors, screaming desperately and struggling, her face was blood-red, and the instructor wearing glasses was holding a freshly torn earring to observe carefully in the sun, and the pendant was flashing.

The students, who were still running, quickly turned their heads away, unable to bear to look at them again.

Another girl stumbled and was close to falling, but a strong arm held her in time.

"Three breaths and one breath, follow me."

Fang Chang looked at her seriously. The girl looked at the end of the stand with evasive eyes, shook off Fang Chang's hand, muttered "thank you", and silently followed Fang Chang and continued to run.

Fang Chang turned his head to look at the vicinity of the stands again, his fists clenched.

"Calm down, Fang Chang, we can't help so many people."

Fan Lei ran to Fang Chang's side to remind him again.

Fang Chang looked at the team in front of him that was in a broken formation, and everyone who was still running looked like a walking corpse. He sighed silently in his heart.

The girl on the other end had been pressed to the tiled stands, someone had pulled out the ring ruler, and the playground echoed with terrible cries.

Instructor Liang lacks interest in the link of discipline and punishment, he thinks that he is a person who has detached himself from low-level interests, and after teaching in Kanglong Academy for seven years, he is no longer as rude and arrogant as these newly arrived instructors.

He's committed to using more interesting ways to deal with the students here – especially the zero-breaking class.

He believed that mental fear could destroy a person's mind more than physical torture.

He stepped aside, crouched beside the playground, smoking a cigarette and squinting his eyes as he watched the running students look like a cunning leopard, looking for his prey.

He noticed that the middle of the group was slowly stabilizing, as Fang Chang was leading the group of students with poor physical fitness to run—he remembered that Fang Chang was a former sports student. There was a chill in his eyes.

At the back of the line, in addition to the girls, there are some thinner or fatter boys.

The only exception is a small child.

He was about thirteen years old, his body was as thin as a match, and his face and hands were covered in scars. He was in the penultimate position of the class, his lips pursed, and his face was like gold paper.

Because he doesn't like to talk, everyone in the class calls him "dumb".

No one likes to be dumb. The same is true for instructors and as well as for students.

This team has already fallen behind the large army for most of the circle, and will soon be caught up by the students in front of them from behind, and it is inevitable to come to the thirty rings.

Instructor Liang showed a strange smile.

An instructor came over from the other end of the stands.

"What are you doing, Lao Liang?"

Instructor Liang took a cigarette butt in his mouth, made a few warm-up movements by himself, and said calmly:

"Have some fun."

"Again?" The instructor smiled commonplacely: "It's really yours." ”

Instructor Liang didn't speak, slowly walked to the runway, jumped, and after warming up, he bowed down and suddenly sprinted, rushing towards the slowest student team.

The sound of irritable and loud leather shoes sounded on the track, and the last few students turned their heads when they heard the sound, and when they saw Instructor Liang running like a cheetah, they all screamed in surprise, like a frightened flock of ducks running wildly.

Obviously, this scene is no accident. The students in the zero-breaking class were well aware of Instructor Liang's bad taste—he always liked to play tricks like this—and suddenly joined the chase when the students were halfway through the run, and the students he caught up with were definitely beaten up in a brutal and inhumane manner.

No one wants to be a scapegoat. dragged the heavy pace and kept speeding up, and even the muscle cramps did not dare to stop.

This group of students knew very well that they would inevitably not be able to outrun Instructor Liang.

But it's not necessary.

Just outperform others...... As long as it's not in the last one.

From this moment on, it seemed that the devil chasing them was no longer the instructor of Kanglong Academy, but a few classmates beside him, as long as they were a little slower than them, they might face painful torture. The girl who ran at the back turned red, and the second-to-last boy staggered, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

There was a shrill whistle from the other end of the stands, and someone was applauding.

Instructor Liang smirked and accelerated again.

Feeling the footsteps getting closer and closer, the girl at the end of the queue was about to cry, but she couldn't stop panting, and she didn't even have the strength to cry. Unexpectedly, Instructor Liang flashed past him, and pounced straight away, knocking the "dumb" not far in front of him to the ground.

She didn't have time to be surprised, and with a mind full of happiness for the rest of her life, she didn't dare to look back and continue to run forward.

The little boy was "dumb" and couldn't stand it, and the whole person fell forward, his chin was knocked out of several marks, and his mind was dizzy all of a sudden, and his vision was black for a moment.

All you can hear is the sound of panting and laughter.

"Wei Yin, do you miss me?"

The "dumb" raised his head in pain, opened his mouth, but his hands were clamped and pressed behind his back, and Instructor Liang pressed one knee against his hands from behind, one arm stuck his neck, and the other hand pinched his chin.

He said softly:

"Wei Yin, why don't you understand the teacher's heart so much?"

"How can you run away when the teacher is looking for you? Bad boy ......"

"Why don't you speak, is the teacher holding it too tight?"

"Is it okay for the teacher to be gentle with you next time, you can speak. Look at you, you're all hurt......"

The old wounds on the face of the "dumb" were mixed with the new ones that had just fallen, and there was a faint flow of blood and dust. Instructor Liang leaned in without hesitation, stuck out his tongue, and licked the wound on his face in intoxication.

The mute man closed his eyes tightly, panted, gritted his teeth, and desperately picked at his arms with his nails, unable to break free from the shackles of Instructor Liang no matter what.

"That's enough."

An indifferent voice came from behind itself. Instructor Liang frowned and turned his head, the person who came was Fang Chang who had come back here after running around.

Fang Chang's fists were clenched, and his expression was serious.

Fang Chang...... Are you crazy......"

Fan Lei rushed up panting, pulled Fang Chang's arm, and smiled at Instructor Liang:

"Teacher, we didn't mean to...... Let's go...... Fang Chang?! ”

Fang Chang ignored Fan Lei this time, shook off his hand suddenly, the green tendons on his bare strong and powerful arms swelled, and walked towards Instructor Liang on the ground step by step.

Instructor Liang narrowed his eyes and spread the mute in his arms, and the mute collapsed on the ground like a broken cement bag. He stood up, and the two faced each other, no more than half a meter apart.

Fang Chang is about 1.85 meters, half a head taller than Instructor Liang, and his momentum is not weaker than him at all.

Instructor Liang sneered and said:

"What? Fang Chang. Do you still want to spank the teacher? The dragon whip you ate last time wasn't enough, right? ”

Fang Chang didn't speak, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, and he still didn't make a move after all.

There was silence.

Instructor Liang clasped his hands in front of his chest and tilted his head slightly:

"Don't forget, it's training time, if you don't finish 20 laps, it will be tantamount to disobeying the teacher's order, you should know better than anyone the consequences of violating the school rules, right?"

"Fang Chang!" Fan Lei was anxious. He shouted twice, but he couldn't pull him. Gritted his teeth, bowed to Instructor Liang, and returned to the runway without saying a word.

Fang Chang ignored Instructor Liang and moved his gaze to the "dumb" on the ground.

He doesn't like dumbness.

Although he was the youngest child in the class, he was isolated by everyone and bullied in the zero-breaking class. 、

But he was not sympathetic.

For the wretched will have something to hate.

The "dumb" is indifferent and unkind.

He had heard of the "dumb man" who bumped into a roommate in the dormitory who committed suicide by slitting his wrists with glass in his room, and the mute just watched in silence and did nothing about it.

No matter how young you are, as a man, you should also have your own blood.

Sticking to one's own moral code is the quality that a person should have. This is Fang Chang's idea.

So he doesn't like to be dumb.

He suddenly spoke:

"Li Weiyin, don't you stand up?"

Instructor Liang was stunned and turned his head. Seeing that the mute on the ground was motionless, he turned his head with a smile and looked at Fang Chang.

Fang Chang continued:

"Li Weiyin, I know everything about you. It's a man, and you stand up and do what you have to do. ”

"What is the right thing to do? Fang Chang? Instructor Liang spoke sarcastically.

Fang Chang ignored him, staring at the mute on the ground:

"Li Weiyin! Don't play dead, stand up! ”

After saying that, the mute on the ground finally reacted. His body trembled, as if he had regained consciousness a little from suffocation, and he staggered to his feet, and struggled to his feet.

Instructor Liang frowned slightly. The instructors on the other end of the stand also realized that the atmosphere here was inappropriate and surrounded them from a distance. Fang Chang's gaze always stayed on Li Weiyin, and his angry eyes gradually turned into surprise.

- Li Weiyin stood up.

Then, staggering, without looking back, he went to the other side.

The joints of Fang Chang's fist suddenly clicked, and he strode over:

"Li Weiyin! You're not a man! You deserve ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was overwhelmed and surrounded by a group of instructors, and what followed was a merciless punch and kick.

"If you don't abide by discipline, don't respect the teacher, and contradict the instructor, no matter what, you have to give at least thirty dragon whips, right?" An instructor stepped forward slowly:

"Are you right? Instructor Liang. ”

Instructor Liang sneered and said:

"Don't leave out the swear word."

"Yes." The instructor smiled and said:

"They deserve to be thrown into the zero-break shift. It's ridiculously stupid to never learn to follow the rules. ”

"Maybe these kids think it's a great thing to be normal."

Instructor Liang was meaningful, and said with mockery. With that, he no longer looked at Fang Chang, who was beaten on the ground, turned around, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the mute who returned to the runway alone with amusement.

The emaciated figure was wobbly and looked lonely.