When they went to the warehouse to get the backpack after taking a nap, several people made a little trick and stuffed the few sandbags (special care of the instructor) in Chen Tongfang's backpack into another backpack, and then when Shen Yibai entered the warehouse to get the backpack, he handed the backpack to him very enthusiastically, Shen Yibai carried it on his back without thinking about it, and thanked Chen Tongfang and others. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

Seeing Shen Yibai's panting appearance like a donkey, Chen Tongfang and the initiators looked at each other and smiled, feeling very relieved, if it weren't for the fact that they were still practicing, they would immediately high-five and cheer: The plan is successful!

Chen Tongfang was secretly smug when he suddenly heard a strange whistling sound, somewhat similar to the sound of a motorcycle engine starting. He and the other boys followed the sound and looked around, and saw a figure whizzing past him, and at that moment it was as if a strong wind had risen on the ground, and the clothes of the people, and the branches and leaves of the trees on both sides of the road swayed, and in the blink of an eye, the man had already overtaken the group, and disappeared in front of him with a large cloud of smoke.

Everyone present stopped in amazement to look at this scene, Chen Tongfang pinched his arm, it hurt, not a dream. But what the hell was going on just now?

Then he heard the instructor of their class muttering to himself in confusion: "Isn't that Lao Fan, why is he running so fast?"

Then there was a louder whistling sound from behind, as if more than a dozen motorcycles were running their engines at the same time. Chen Tongfang carefully distinguished, and then came to a conclusion: This was actually the footsteps of more than a dozen people, mixed with roars and abuse.

He and the other classmates looked back from where the voice came from, and saw a guy of medium height, Chinese character face, and a small head running over with a panicked face.

Chen Tongfang has a good memory, and he recognized this person as Xie Qin's roommate at a glance, and he even had dinner with him at noon. I couldn't help but wonder what happened to this guy, why did he run so fast, is he urgent?

He was just about to wave his hand to say hello to Wang Chaoren, but the other party had already quickly swept past him and ran forward, as if he didn't see him at all.

Chen Tongfang looked at Wang Chaoren's back and was stunned, and then heard a chaotic shout.

"Don't run!" "Wang Chaoren! If it's a man, you should stop honestly!" "Hurry up and stop and die!"

Wang Chaoren ignored it, and concentrated on dragging a piece of smoke and dust to speed forward, and soon disappeared into the distance. Chen Tongfang looked back again, and saw more than a dozen people chasing after him violently, including Qin Cheng, Liu Jiapeng, Ding Yixiong and Wu Pan, whom he had just met at noon (not a clerical error, it was Chen Tongfang's mistake), Tao Jian and Xie Qin were also there, and Zang Zhichao was not there, so he didn't know where he went. Everyone's expressions were hideous, their eyes were bloodshot, their mouths and noses were wide open, and the posture seemed to be completely about the rhythm of grabbing Wang Chaoren in front of him and then devouring him alive.

Although he didn't know why these people were so angry, and he didn't know why even Wang Chaoren's roommate wanted to kill him so much, Chen Tongfang was sure of one thing, that is, these guys who had just met at noon—even Xie Qin and Tao Jian—would turn a blind eye to him, so he didn't raise his hand to say hello at all this time. It was too late, it was too soon, and even as he thought about it for a few seconds, the dozen or so angry human beings had already swept past him quickly, and in a very short time, they had dragged a large cloud of smoke and dust and overwhelming invectives away in the dumbfounded eyes of thirty or forty people in the two classes.

Chen Tongfang heard their instructor mutter, "Which class of students is this......?"

Before the crowd could recover from the shock, another whistling sound came from behind, and they turned to see a man in an instructor's uniform speeding past them and running forward.

The instructor of the second class was completely stunned this time, and said to himself in a daze: "Are Lao Liao and Lao Fan running in a long-distance race?"

Chen Tongfang didn't know the two instructors, so he just secretly said that there are a lot of strange things every year, and then he continued to jog lazily, and the avenue began to go downhill, and it felt smoother to run.

What a wonderful military training...... Chen Tongfang thought so in his heart.

To the north of the playground, outside the gate where the first-graders marched last night, there was a red flag to mark this as the end point of the 15-kilometer field exercise.

The first person to arrive was Instructor Fan, who left the fourth class team to cover the view of the fifth class, and he took the lead to start, successfully ensuring the victory of the fourth class. While calming his breathing, he thought about the heartache-stricken face when Instructor Liao paid for Zhongnanhai, and suddenly felt in a good mood, and said in his heart, Old Liao, Old Liao, this time you really lost Zhongnanhai and broke the army.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from afar, and Instructor Fan turned his head to see that it was Wang Chaoren running over, followed by a large group of people, and when he looked closely, they were all students of the fourth class. Instructor Fan was overjoyed at once, he really didn't expect these guys' physical fitness to be so good! Now it seems that even if he doesn't lead them in advance, he can win the victory! Thinking of this, he walked a few steps quickly to greet Wang Chaoren, with a rare smile on his face, raised his hand and was about to give me five with the other party, but seeing Wang Chaoren's panicked expression, he ignored his open right hand and rushed straight towards the door.

When Wang Chaoman found that the door was closed, his expression instantly became desperate, he reached out and grabbed the doorknob and pulled it a few times, but did not pull it open, his expression immediately became more desperate, he began to walk back and forth around the wall like an ant on a hot pot, as if he wanted to find a suitable foothold and go directly over the wall. Instructor Fan didn't understand why he reacted this way, and just wanted to remind him that "in fact, the door is open inside", the follow-up troops of the fourth squad had already arrived, and Instructor Fan noticed that there was an unusually angry mood in the crowd, and his raised right hand was ignored again.

Wang Chaoren seemed to have found a place to stay, and took a few steps back in a row, ready to run over the wall. But the people of the fourth class did not give him this opportunity, and in the few seconds when he was looking for a foothold, everyone rushed up and surrounded him. Wang Chaoren didn't have time to take care of the surrounding situation, and he was about to jump onto the wall in three steps and two steps, but as soon as he jumped, he was grabbed by Yu Hainan and Zhao Shiying's shoulders, and his body was forced down from mid-air by them. Then Qin Cheng on the side made a trip, and Wang Chaoren immediately lost his balance with his feet in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking at the people who gathered around him expressionlessly, Wang Chaoren made a gesture of raising his hands in surrender, and said with a flattering smile: "Everyone, everyone, there is something to say, something to say, ......

The anger of the crowd immediately exploded, and they surrounded him and scolded him loudly while punching and kicking him.

"Okay, let's say yes! Lie yes! Play stupid! Let's run away!" "Don't you run fast, you run again!" "Compensate for physical damages!" "Mental damages!" "I'll let you talk nonsense!"

At first, Wang Chaoren tried to shout for help, but his faint call was quickly drowned out by the sound of ping-pong with fists and feet, and by the time Instructor Fan pulled the angry crowd away, the poor guy was about to pass out.

"What's going on?" Instructor Fan asked coldly as his face sank into water.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally turned their eyes to Yu Hainan, who was the most ruthless, Instructor Fan followed their gaze, and then asked coldly: "Sports Committee, what's going on?"

Yu Hainan had a thrill in his heart: the instructor didn't call him by his nickname. Although Yu Hainan himself doesn't like this nickname very much, it's really not a good sign that the instructor doesn't call him a nickname now. It was Yu Hainan who took a deep breath, and then said honestly: "He lied to us. ”

Instructor Fan raised his eyebrows and asked in a slow tone, "What did he lie to you?"

"He lied to us and said that you said that the winner would each be rewarded with a case of mineral water. Yu Hainan went from Wang Chaoren telling nonsense to motivate everyone to Instructor Liao in the fifth class to expose the lie, and the whole process of Wang Chaoren's escape was told to Instructor Fan 1510.

After hearing this, Instructor Fan secretly smacked his tongue, how can I have so much water in my hand? This Wang Superman really dared to say anything when he ran the train with his mouth, but fortunately he was pierced by Lao Liao, or when these guys finished running and came to ask for merit and reward, where would I go to get them those dozen boxes of water? Although this Wang Superman is a good heart, he really should be beaten. Thinking of this, he still kept a calm face and coldly reprimanded everyone: "No matter what, it's not right to beat someone." Seeing that everyone was silent, he slowly added, "Besides, if you want to fight, you should take it to a place where no one is there to fight, so that other classes can see how bad it is." ”

Everyone nodded convincingly, and said that they were very sorry, and we must pay attention next time.

Instructor Fan nodded, as if inadvertently mentioning another sentence: "Also, there is something on your body when you beat someone, so you won't leave any scars on your body after the beating." ”

"Oh......"

Everyone turned their heads in unison and glanced at Wang Chaoren meaningfully, the latter snorted, in fact, he was not really in pain, because everyone had no strength to run all the way with weights.

In fact, instructor, you also hate Wang Chaoren, and you hate it so much that the roots of your teeth itch, Xie Qin said in his heart.

Lu Chenghu gasped, took off his backpack and threw it at Wang Chaoren, and said in his mouth: "Instructor, do you mean something like this when you have something padd?"

"Ouch!" Wang Chaoren screamed in pain, this time it was true, because this feeding backpack was too strong.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is too thick, it will kill you!