[That...... Can you send more types of blades...... For example, razors, medical scissors or something......]

"The script doesn't seem right......"

Looking at the fist that came straight to his face, Oilfield Chunxue was stunned, isn't this a pillow fight......

Before he could turn the pillow battle or whether he could use the brain teaser of his fist, Wen Qing's fist had already slammed into his nose. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Oilfield Chunxue felt as if his nose had hit a wall, and after a sharp pain that made him cry, the whole person fell backwards involuntarily.

"Boom!" When this mass of Roshan fell to the ground on his back, Wen Qing even felt that the ground under his feet seemed to shake slightly.

"Dead fat, it's time for you to lose weight, eat less meat and use your brain more." Looking at the oil field spring snow that fell to the ground and covered his face with his hands and kept rolling and moaning, Wen Qing sneered, and became this bear after being punched, how did this kind of person get selected into the academy, is it a relation?

"Hmm, you wait for me, hiss......" Oilfield Chunxue said cruel words while lying on the ground covering her nose, "Wait until the mechanical puppet class, see if I don't torture you to death!" ”

"Ahh

Just when he was talking ruthlessly, Wen Qing had already grabbed the pillow of Chunxue in the oil field, and then threw it on the head of an old student closest to him, only to see that the old student was like a stone, and he fell directly to the ground after screaming.

As Chao Shenya expected, although Wen Qing's dress was very conspicuous among the new students, few old students rushed straight to him, persimmons picked and pinched, everyone understood this truth, there was no need to go to trouble in order to pretend to be meaningless.

"Damn, why is Arita Haryuki so useless!" Seeing that the only meat shield in his club was actually killed by that freshman as soon as he saw him, Hei Xue Ji couldn't help but stomp her feet in anger, how to fight next!

"Sir, you're foul!" At the same time, seeing that Wen Qing was blatantly 'cheating', ump9, who had not yet found a target, couldn't help but shout.

"The rules don't say that you can't use your fists, which is a foul." Wen Qing waved his hand indifferently, funny, what he cares about now is not to be hit by the old 'modified' pillow, it is really not a joke to be smashed.

Just when Wen Qing had already knocked out two people in a row, the old students had completely rushed into the formation of the new students.

The freshmen just watched these seniors who had been amiable in the afternoon rushing towards them with an excited face, and they didn't forget to pick up a pillow from the ground when they ran.

Bend over, pick up the pillow, swing the arm, smash out, the whole set of actions is smooth, but whoever is hit, all cover their hit parts and scream and fall to the ground, it is better to be hit in the body, if you hit the head directly, the light one directly rolled his eyes and fainted, and the heavy one is directly the head is broken and bleeding, so the picture is more than a tragic word.

"Damn, it's a massacre." Seeing the freshmen who survived the opening bombing hugging their heads and howling under the attack of the old students, Wen Qing couldn't help but wonder, are these people really suitable for entering this kind of military academy?

"Help!" Just as Wen Qing was thinking about whether to take the initiative to attack, a cry for help like a ghost crying wolf suddenly sounded on the left side of everyone.

Wen Qing followed the cry for help and looked over, and was immediately happy, wasn't it the two guys who met on the road just now who were staring at each other.

"Taisuke, what should we do!" Looking at the group of pillow-wielding and menacing seniors and seniors chasing behind him, Ito Makoto suddenly felt that his legs and feet were a little weak.

Didn't you say that the pillow fight was an orientation event, how could it become an old student beating the freshman conference!

He saw with his own eyes that a freshman friend he had just met was knocked down by a few old students and then pressed to the ground and smashed, and when he thought of the freshman's head breaking and rolling back and forth on the ground and screaming, Ito Makoto couldn't help but shiver.

No, I can't be like that! It's going to break out!

"Who do you ask me, who do I ask!" Taisuke Sawanaga turned around and shouted, he really wants to get rid of Makoto Ito's oil bottle now, people like him, it's okay to share happiness, as for sharing hardships, heheda.

At this moment, Taisuke Sawanaga suddenly saw Wen Qing standing not far in front, especially when he saw the two seniors in old uniforms lying next to him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was saved!

"Classmate, help!" Under Ito Makoto's shocked gaze, Taisuke Sawanaga shouted at Wenqing with a shameless voice.

"Yo, this trick is very slippery." Looking at the two people who were rushing towards him, Wen Qing showed a sneer on his face.

Originally, he didn't have a good impression of these two people, and it could even be said that he was disgusted, no matter whether these two guys really wanted him to ask for help now, Wen Qing would think that they wanted to drag themselves into the water or wanted to use themselves as a shield.

"Hmph...... Thinking of this, Wen Qing slowly bent down and picked up a pillow from the ground.

"He's going to be tricked!" Looking at Wen Qing's movements, Taisuke Sawanaga suddenly felt happy in his heart, in this way, the beaters of the old students in the back must become the new students!

However, he seems to ignore the fact that the heavily armed Wenqing is actually not the first target of the old students' attacks, unless the vast majority of the freshmen are disqualified from the competition and may have a few brainless past players who want to pretend to be forced, no one with a normal IQ will choose to go head-to-head with such an opponent armed to the teeth.

In other words, even if they really ran to Wen Qing's side, the group of old students behind them would not change the goal of pursuit, this pillow fight was originally for them to beat the new students to vent, who would want to be beaten?

As Wen Qing lifted the pillow in his hand, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in the hearts of Taisuke Sawanaga and Makoto Ito, why did they always feel that the target of the new student was actually himself?

"I can't throw it away alone, which of you can help me fight the other one?" Wen Qing shouted behind him.

"What about the two freshmen?" ump9 hugged a pillow with an excited face.

"Seeing how hard they are escaping, let's help them get rid of it." Wen Qingye laughed.

"Remember, only the yellow hair on the left, and the other black hair, I've got it!"