Chapter 22: The future mother-in-law tears her daughter-in-law
"Oops, why is it broken, the future mother-in-law tears her daughter-in-law, the picture must be very exciting!" Someone in the cafeteria lamented, and the comrade-in-arms sitting across from him snorted at him,
The friends all turned their heads in unison, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were all focused on the tall, mighty, and terrifying man standing at the door of the cafeteria.
"You won't hear me, will you?"
"Probably not!"
"Otherwise, let's withdraw quickly!"
In the cafeteria, there was still silence, only everyone's eyes were rolling, and they were all using eye contact. Almost in a second, everyone stood up at the same time, seizing all the exits except the main entrance.
"If anyone dares to take a step, the little black house will be confined for three days!"
The sound from the door was like thunder, and everyone who ran away maintained their postures to freeze again, this time, they all drooped their heads, looking at the tall figure walking step by step from outside the door. The sunlight shines on the sculpture-like face, the straight nose looks more tough in the light, revealing a chilling majesty, the dark eyes are like two bottomless deep pools, the pupils exude an elusive black shadow, thin lips, outlining a cold arc, looking at everyone, the slightly upturned corners of the mouth are glowing with a creepy weird arc.
It's miserable, it's miserable, Hades is going crazy......
This time it's not a small biao, I'm afraid it's going to be a tornado......
They have extraordinary bearing, extraordinary skills, and extraordinary families, and the god-like instructor was actually dismissed by a fool, and the reason for the divorce was that he was not good at it.
It's too...... .
"Get back to your place and keep eating!" Long Yueting couldn't see the slightest emotion on his well-defined and heroic face, he said coldly to everyone, and then walked towards the canteen with a rice bowl.
This, this, this......
I'm afraid I'm going to have to eat before I vent, right? Everyone present was all groaning for the upcoming tragic encounter, in the training camp, Long Yueting has always had the title of devil instructor, and those who can survive six months of training under him can directly join the Huaxia Soldier King Group after the assessment, which is a top-secret special team, everyone returned to their seats with anxiety, breakfast for them, like choking, there is a feeling that they are about to go to the guillotine.
Long Yueting walked to the place where he was cooking, handed out his lunch box, and the little soldier in charge of cooking was so shaking that he couldn't even hold the spoon, trembling, trembling, "Bang dang"
The lunch box was not held steadily, and it fell to the ground all of a sudden, with a crisp sound of "clang", which shocked everyone's heart, almost everyone had an urge to rush out of the door, everyone held their breath, the shadow of terror shrouded in everyone's heart, and the uneasy factor condensed in the air, forming a suppressed sense of fear, hovering over everyone's head, slowly seeping into the blood in their bodies through the pores of the skin, and then rapidly expanding and spreading, just like poisonous vines, the little soldier who had just entered the camp was even more frightened and pale, I didn't even dare to breathe.
Long Yueting frowned, bent down and picked up the rice bowl that fell on the ground, "Don't you eat?" ”
The hoarse and deep voice had an irresistible majesty, staring at the little soldier like a torch, at this time, a middle-aged cook walked out of the operation room, with a smile on his face, "Instructor Long, I'm sorry, the newcomer is not sensible, the newcomer is not sensible!" Saying that, he quickly took the lunch box in Long Yueting's hand, cooked for him, and then respectfully gave it to Long Yueting with both hands.