"Then, authentic Ibic praline, I'm willing to bet and lose, you don't have anything to say now, right?" Roger said proudly as he handed Moleno the exceptionally fine Ibic food bundled in a paper wrap in his hand.

"Wait, I have to inspect the goods in person for you." The fat man Moleno tore open the corner of the paper bag and took out a transparent candy and put it in his mouth.

"Well, juicy and delicious, refreshing and pleasant...... Molano chewed with his eyes closed, and every inch of fat on his face seemed to smile.

"The fragrance of crunchy fragrant fruits, an exotic and unique taste, he refreshes the heart and lungs, and has a hazy beauty......" he said with an endless aftertaste.

"Come on, Lao Mo, I didn't buy it to coax you to read poetry, how do you promise me? I've already brought it to you. Roger turned his head to look at Jonny beside him, who looked at him in confusion.

"What's the matter? I don't remember that you lost this candy to me in a bet, and I didn't promise to do anything for you. Moleno's mouth moved.

"But I didn't expect you to buy my favorite praline, it's not cheap, by the way, where did you get the money? You must know that the money you owe me has been postponed for three installments, and if you calculate the interest rate, you won't have enough winning credits this season to pay it back, so you can't plan to use this bag of candy to send me away, right? Moreno opened his eyes and stared at Roger with fierce eyes.

"Where can it be, one yard to one yard, this sugar ...... It's Jony...... The money ...... paid," he said in the second half of his sentence.

"And as an introduction fee for joining the team, if you want me to say that his money is worth it, am I right, Lao Mo?" Roger looked at Moleno with a look of earnestness.

It turned out that everyone who joined the team or something, it was Roger. Clarke's own wishful thinking, coaxing and deception, saying that Moreno and Seth were not only highly recommended but had to be robbed, and that this kind of joke that made people feel unpleasant was only he could make it.

Jonny finally understood, and for a while, his heart was full of ups and downs, hurting his self-esteem, moving a little stubborn, and faintly feeling a little lost. He wanted to leave, but he stood still, with a smile on his face, waiting for Moleno's excuse.

Jonny was actually really wronged, he was in the car yesterday and was called in by Roger to pay the bill, and he bought a bag of candy with the little student credit given by the excellent class in the first half of the year.

Roger has always been very unkind to Jonny's credits that are often given by the teacher in class. Coming from a wealthy military family himself, his wallet was always empty, and as a key player, the Sabertooths were generous with student credits every game, but those points had not been used by Jonny since he met him, either by anyone else or by himself.

Maybe save it up to buy gifts for your girlfriends? Given that blondes have a habit of changing girlfriends very often, Jonny once thought so. But when he asks Clark about it with his guess, the boy with messy blond hair shows disdain.

"Don't use that kind of layman's concept to judge my master." He was offended by Jonny's speculation.

"I am the gift! And the best kind! Roger said angrily.

"But every gift has an expiration date, you can't give expired frog milk to those lovely people, can you?" When Jonny asks him why he always gives up, he is ashamed to answer with this metaphor, and then he will be watched by Jonny until he runs away.

……

"It's a little bit of a hassle to join the team." In the team's lounge, Moleno sobbed his lips and tried his best to keep the lingering fragrance in his mouth.

"The old ghost is uncertain today, and now it has reached the stage where the water and rice are not entered, and whoever is caught and killed is destroyed......" He said as he carefully took out another grain of candy from the paper bag and gently put it in his mouth.

"Stage? Oh, do you mean ......" Roger spread his fingers in claw-like shapes, and bared his teeth and cracked his mouth.

"Yes, that's it......" Moleno nodded.

"I saw it fine yesterday, how could I suddenly transform? Is it to prepare for the Tyrannosaurus Rex? Not really......"

"It has nothing to do with those stupid dragons, it's for Chen Tianfang." Moreno shrugged.

"Tianfang? He's in trouble again? Roger wasn't surprised.

"As for this morning's incident, I somehow got into trouble with a few senior students in Fuxing Building, and five of them treated him one, and two of them were from the school boxing team, and something happened."

Five against one, and the boxer, then this Tianfang must be injured, Jonny thought to himself.

"Is the injury serious?" Roger asked.

"A mild concussion was still under observation in the school infirmary, two unconscious people entered the hospital, and their parents came to the door, and the old ghost was dealing with this matter all morning." Moleno chewed on the candy and was expressionless, but Jonny was shocked as he listened.

"What about releasing people that day? Where did he die? Roger asked hurriedly.

Moleno shook his head, just about to say something, but pouted again and gestured behind the two. "Hell it." He said.

When Jonny heard this, he turned around and saw a man walking in from the outside, he was tall, well-proportioned, yellow-skinned and mixed-race, with a handsome face, short hair, slender eyes, and only a vest on his upper body, and his muscles were knotted.

He was sweating profusely at this time, with a large towel hanging around his neck, and when he entered the door, he greeted Moleno and Roger with a nod and a look, and looked at Jonny strangely.

He walked straight to the automatic drink machine, swiped a glass of fern vine juice with his fingerprints, and turned to walk out of the lounge as he sipped.

He also ...... This is...... Training? Roger couldn't believe his eyes.

"Suspended from class, where can he go if he doesn't train?" Moreno gave him a blank look.

"I mean...... With such a big mistake, shouldn't he at least slow down? For example, if you give yourself a holiday or something, you see him as if he is nothing. ”

"He also wants to give himself a vacation, the old ghost doesn't allow it, and asks Erqiang Sen to increase his amount, just now it should be the end of the third round of 'hell'." Moreno Road.

Just got into a fight with five times as many people in the morning, and beat three of them until they got hurt, and then they were able to return to the team like nothing and continue training as if they didn't hurt a single hair? Jonny was really shocked by this Chen Tianfang, and his face couldn't help showing some emotions.

"Oh? Scared by our gods? This is normal. Moreno laughed.

"He, like Roger, was born in a military family, and his father was a physical trainer in the Second Mixed Fleet, and he learned martial arts since he was a child, so this fight ...... It's amazing......" Moleno flattened his mouth, as if remembering something bad from the past.

"Is there martial arts here, too?" Jonny couldn't help but say, and then noticed that both Old Mo and Roger were looking at him with strange eyes.