The smile on Lu Feng's face also froze. first

Everyone stared at Zhao Yuan.

It turned out that he was Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan hadn't felt Lu Feng's enthusiasm yet, the other party's hand had already been withdrawn, and the face that was originally enthusiastic was piercing cold.

Zhao Yuan's hand fell into the air, and he made an embarrassing handshake movement.

"Ahem......"

Recently, when he was with Lan Cai'er on the grassland, Zhao Yuan had already trained a face thicker than the city wall, and he coughed a few times pretending to retract his hand unconsciously. At this time, Zhao Yuan realized that the soldiers around him looked at him with incomparable indifference, as if he was an outlier.

In fact, here, Zhao Yuan himself is an outlier.

Because, out of a hundred people, ninety-nine soldiers are all people with sledgehammers, and he is the only difference. Of course, Zhao Yuan didn't think that he was the person who died the eunuch Wu Gonggong, the problem was that everyone thought he was.

The method of the sledgehammer god is very direct, mobilize all the outstanding masters of the army to train intensively, and suppress Zhao Yuan through various means, if Wu Gonggong wants to promote Zhao Yuan in the future, he must pass the level of the sledgehammer god, and he can be said that there are many people who are better than Zhao Yuan to refuse Wu Gonggong.

The Sledgehammer God didn't want to completely turn his face with Gonggong Wu, his move could not be described as ruthless, because this training was equivalent to an assessment of reserve talents, even if there was only one person better than Zhao Yuan, the Sledgehammer God could let that person replace the position promoted by Zhao Yuan.

Although the Sledgehammer God had seen Zhao Yuan's battles, he did not think that Zhao Yuan would be able to defeat all of his men. The Sledgehammer God knows his subordinates very well, especially the outstanding masters of the younger generation, and among the ninety-nine soldiers he has mobilized, among them, there are several soldiers whose qualifications and potential, even the Sledgehammer God is impressed......

......

Zhao Yuan naturally didn't know what the Dao Sledgehammer Heavenly God thought, but he could feel the rejection of this group of soldiers against him, it was a naked rejection.

Finally, we arrived at our destination in the morning.

After a few words from a burly coach, the group was taken to a dormitory.

At this time, Zhao Yuan can be regarded as the purpose of knowing the Tao of the Dao.

Eight people in a room.

It may have been arranged a long time ago, and the person in the dormitory with Zhao Yuan happened to be the one who was in the carriage with him.

Under the leadership of the soldiers at the training base, everyone signed the report, filled in some messy materials, and received some daily necessities and returned to the dormitory to settle down.

Zhao Yuan had been severely isolated, no matter what he was doing, no one was talking to him, and at this time, the other people in their dormitory had already talked to each other very late.

In the face of this isolation, Zhao Yuan had no choice but to let it go.

After settling in, it was time for lunch.

A group of soldiers came out of the dormitory and walked towards the cafeteria in twos and threes, and Zhao Yuan walked behind alone.

The cafeteria was large and empty, and a group of soldiers were lining up to get food.

Zhao Yuan also joined the queue, and immediately, a section behind him was exposed, empty.

"***, don't let people live!"

After glancing at the back, Zhao Yuan became nameless, if he lived in this environment for a long time, it would be strange if he didn't become a madman.

It was Zhao Yuan's turn.

Zhao Yuan put the basin on the table.

"You are Zhao Yuan of Nine Bends?" the fat cook looked at Zhao Yuan with disdain.

"Yes. Zhao Yuan's face was blank.

"I heard that you killed King Zuo Xian with a woman?"

"Yes. Zhao Yuan's face instantly froze. If he heard some rumors, Zhao Yuan could still endure it, but he couldn't bear this kind of contempt on his nose.

"You also killed a man called ...... with the help of two cultivators Called......"

"Lunaro. Zhao Yuan's eyes were like knives.

"Yes, yes, Lunaro ......*** Thorn Slave, it's so hard to remember a name...... You're lucky to have made it here, it's the best training camp in Blackwater...... Burst...... Eat, I heard that the Jiudaowan Barracks often eats moldy food, and it is also thanks to you...... Eat it!"

The fat chef didn't feel Zhao Yuan's knife-like eyes at all, he said to himself, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of beef, buckled it into Zhao Yuan's basin, and then spit it out fiercely, raised his face, and finally, he saw Zhao Yuan's murderous gaze.

"What's the matter, hehe, I want to kill someone! You think this is the ...... of the Nine Bends" The fat chef looked at Zhao Yuan with a smug face, and at this time, the surrounding chefs laughed, and the sound of laughter made the fat man feel more and more like a hero.

In the midst of the laughter, Zhao Yuan's fierce gaze slowly softened, and just when everyone thought that Zhao Yuan would choose to swallow his anger, an amazing scene appeared.

"Ahem...... Poof......" Zhao Yuan coughed out a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it into the basin, and said to the dead fat man with an indifferent face: "Eat this pot of rice!"

The whole cafeteria suddenly became quiet.

Countless pairs of eyes fell on Zhao Yuan's face, which was a calm face, which looked like a joke.

However, everyone knew that Zhao Yuan was not joking, because a Xiao killing permeated the cafeteria, as if a cold wind swept by, and people inexplicably fought a cold war.

"Hahaha...... You told me to eat this pot of rice...... Ha Lu Ha ...... "The fat man didn't know the danger, he raised his neck, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed.

"I'll say it again, eat him!" Zhao Yuan paused word by word.

"Eat your mother'......"

Before the fat man could scold, Zhao Yuan's arm stretched out like lightning, his big hand was open, he pressed the fat man's head, and pressed it hard, with a muffled sound of "Peng", the fat man's whole face was pressed on the rice bowl.

"Woo ......"

The silence in the cafeteria was suffocating, and only the sound of the fat man could be heard. At this time, the fat man desperately tried to prop up his head with both hands, but the hand that was pressed on his head was like an iron tong clamping him, making him unable to move.

At this time, some soldiers were eager to try, but they were immediately stopped by the people around them.

The atmosphere in the whole canteen is extremely weird.

A chef quietly ran out of the house......

The fat man's struggle became weaker and weaker, his limbs were also twitching, and the atmosphere was becoming more and more solemn, it was obvious that if Zhao Yuan didn't let go, the fat man would suffocate to death.

However, Zhao Yuan did not let go.

"If you promise to eat this pot of rice, I'll let it go...... Hey...... You shouldn't be able to speak, and if you agree with my advice, slap the table with both hands. Zhao Yuan's voice was flat, but it was as solid as steel.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Under the threat of death, the fat man clapped his hands hard.

Finally, Zhao Yuan let go of the iron pincer-like hand.

"Your mother......" As soon as the fat man raised his head, he immediately scolded, but he still didn't scold a word, and the hand of death grabbed his head like lightning, and with a "pounce", the fat man's head was pressed into the rice bowl again.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance when I first arrive, or not?"

Zhao Yuanji's five fingers clasped the fat man's head, and his calm gaze suddenly became ferocious, like a beast that would burst out and hurt people at any time.

The soldiers who were closer to Zhao Yuan noticed the ferocity that Zhao Yuan exuded, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Bang Bang ......"

This time, the fat man seemed to feel Zhao Yuan's determination, and desperately slapped the table and begged for mercy.

Zhao Yuan let go of his hand, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at the fat man whose face was full of rice grains.

The fat man looked around in help, and to his despair, both the soldier and the cook remained silent. Only then did the fat man realize that he was cocooning himself, because the military discipline of this military camp was extremely strict, and those who fought and brawled were immediately locked up, and there was no room for maneuver-

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