Adjutant Zhao and the driver had already prepared and waited for this order to come down.

When Adjutant Zhao saw that the driver had the order, he started the car as soon as possible, and he was secretly relieved.

I was three minutes late, and the air pressure in the car seemed to be fine.

The chief seems to be in a good mood.

Adjutant Zhao couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Which one is happy for no more than three seconds. I heard the man's cool command from behind.

"If you are three minutes late, you will be punished for 100 laps of the playground."

A thunderbolt came down on a sunny day, and Zhao Qing's eyes went straight to Venus.

In hundreds, there is no punishment in history!

Unexpectedly—he met it.

Whining! And he said!

In the chief's case, how can he be spared?

Even if the first woman ever came into the chief's barracks, it would not be possible to change the chief's iron-blooded methods.

Divine Comedy watched in shock as the cool man gave his perverted commands.

She subconsciously glanced at the large playground in the distance of the barracks, and couldn't help but gasp.

It's far away, but you can see the approximate area.

To say the least, it's hundreds of meters!

One hundred laps!

Shen Qu'er suddenly realized that this person was very excessive, excessive to the point of outrageous.

Isn't it just three minutes late, is it necessary to be so harsh?

It's true that it's a soldier, but a soldier also needs humanized management, right?

Besides, it was because of her that she was late.

Shenqu'er was already on fire, and after hearing this, she exploded.

"Hey, Chief Mu, have you always been so unkind and unreasonable?"

Mu Chenye frowned and raised imperceptibly, as if lazily and casually, "Yes." ”

“……”

Is this man so personal every time he speaks?

personality to the point that she was speechless for a while.

Shen Qu'er stuck a card and said, "So, I want to say that just now because of my friction, Adjutant Zhao was three minutes late, and there is no way to retract your decision?" ”

"Yes."

"Sizzle! It's inhuman, it's mad. ”

Hearing this, Mu Chenye suddenly sighed.

This sound, as if it was a call from the most terrifying layer of the eighteenth layer of hell, made Adjutant Zhao feel that the end of the world was coming, and he was tormented.

His forehead was already sweating profusely.

As soon as Shenqu'er helped him speak, his body began to weaken uncontrollably, and sweat kept oozing.

He opened his mouth to stop it, thought about the chief's usual temperament, and felt that it would be more appropriate for him to shut up.

But who knows, today's chief actually played his cards according to common sense, and he didn't speak, but he annoyed the sleeping lion even more.

"Adjutant Zhao needs a woman to help him speak now? In that case, add another hundred turns. ”

Hear the words.

Adjutant Zhao's weak body had spread to his eyes, and he felt that the world around him was a little dark.

O Chief! Even if I speak for myself, it's the same ending!

That's why I didn't say a word so obediently, and I obviously took your instructions with great reverence, without a word of complaint, why is it always me who is hurt?

Oh, God, why are you so unjust?

Zhao Qing's resentment was very strong and very high.

The horns of Divine Comedy's forehead twitched.

She seemed to have done her the opposite.

But what she said is clearly true!

This man is not reasonable at all!

How can such a person be fit to be a father? Her precious son doesn't want such an example.