Wang Xiong looked at the man lying on the ground blankly. He couldn't believe that Ye Xingchen, a seemingly thin guy, beat his brothers into this shape so quickly. He even forgot the pain in his palms. He slowly raised his head and saw Ye Xingchen looking at him with a pair of cold eyes. He couldn't help but feel cold. Today he seemed to have knocked down an iron plate, or a big iron plate.

"In ten minutes, pack everything, otherwise it would be not as simple as stomachache!" Ye Xingchen ignored Wang Xiong's horrified gaze, snorted coldly, and gently stabbed the knife into the desk in front. The desk made of sandalwood was inserted like Ye Xingchen cut into tofu. At this time, no one dared to say anything. The few people on the ground got up quickly, turning off the TV, turning off the TV, holding the broom, mopping the floor, and wiping the table. In short, in just seven or eight minutes, the originally smoky dormitory had been restored. Although it was not the fairyland on earth, at least a normal person could live in!

"I'm going to rest for a while..." Ye Xingchen looked at the group of unsuccessful guys, jumped onto his bed, and pulled up the quilt and fell asleep.

Wang Xiong and others looked at each other, and they didn't dare to say anything more. They carefully exited the room, just like slaves closing the dormitory door.

"Brother Nobita, your hands are fine?" As soon as he went out, a thin man wearing glasses looked at Wang Xiong's bloody palm and asked with concern.

"Fuck, try to cut it like this to see if there is anything wrong? Let's go to the infirmary first!" Wang Xiong cursed, but he was almost fainted from the pain. If it weren't for the violent methods of Ye Xingchen, he would have already run to the infirmary.

"But Brother Nobita, are we just letting go?" The man in glasses consciously said without saying anything just now.

"Think about it? So many of us were bullied by him alone, how could we swallow this tone? But this kid must have learned martial arts, and we were really not his opponent for a while. However, I have an old classmate from Taekwondo. When I was in my first year of high school, none of our grades was his opponent. After the military training these few days, I will ask him to deal with this kid. Oh, it hurts!" Wang Xiong and others walked towards the infirmary while discussing how to deal with Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen ignored the thoughts of these people at all. He lay quietly on the bed, thinking about the Xingyao Society. Now the Xingyao Society is in a good trend in all aspects. It can be said that it has a growing power, but relatively speaking, it requires more and more talents. There are many people fighting in Xingyao Society, but there are very few professional talents in other aspects. Should we search carefully when we come to university? I just don’t know what happened to Ouyang Jun and the others?

After a daze, he got up and had lunch in the cafeteria. According to the instructions of the Academic Affairs Office, he changed into a camouflage uniform that had been prepared. Ye Xingchen walked towards the playground. Military training, this familiar and unfamiliar word appeared in his mind. He looked at his own camouflage uniform and couldn't help but think of his days in the mercenary group...

The sun hangs high in the sky, and occasionally a breeze blows, but it is difficult to blow away the hot weather. Jinghai University has three sports fields in total. When Ye Xingchen came to the No. 3 sports field, he saw that the playground was full of people. Many people changed into camouflage uniforms that the school matched, but there were also some rebellious boys and girls wearing their own clothes, especially some girls dressed in charming clothes, wearing low-cut suspenders, underneath were short skirts covering their buttocks, one by one, surrounded by the shade of the tree, showing off their attractive bodies. Of course, there were also some flies who always like to show off their flattery, hoping to get the favor of these women.

University, is this the college student today? Has it fallen to this point? He just entered university and paid so much attention to clothing. What if he leaves society?

He murmured and sighed again in his heart. Ye Xingchen looked at the time and was about two o'clock. He raised his legs and walked towards the center of the playground. According to the notice from the Academic Affairs Office, this afternoon was just a name to arrange the training tasks for this week.

The Chinese Department is not the largest department at Jinghai University, but there are only more than 300 freshmen. In addition, there are several other departments. At least five or six hundred people are surrounded by the playground. More than a dozen instructors in camouflage uniforms walked out from the side of the playground. Judging from their walking pace, Ye Xingchen knew that these people were definitely not ordinary local soldiers, but must be elite soldiers from the special forces.

Hehe, I really didn't expect that Jinghai City would come to this game, and actually invited elite special forces to train these self-righteous guys. I don't know what troubles happened.

The whistle sounded, and five or six hundred people gathered on the playground quickly. Because they didn't know their respective classes, they stood together in a mess. Many girls even brought parasols and started fighting like this. Several girls gathered together and said something, ignoring the seriousness on the instructor's face.

Looking at these women who think of themselves, Ye Xingchen sneered at the corner of his mouth. What is the point of living like this kind of person in the world? What else can he do besides fucking those rich people? Even prostitutes are more useful than them. At least prostitutes can promote economic development, right?

Some arrogant boys ignored the whistle and walked slowly to the center of the playground, as if they were waiting for everyone to carry him in an eight-person sedan chair.

Seeing such a group of college students, the twelve instructors looked dark, as if they were enduring great anger. However, they did not say anything more and let the eldest young masters and young ladies walk up slowly. When everyone was about the same, one of the instructors with dark skin and a straight face shouted: "Stand at attention!"

The roar was full of energy, and the heart-warming sounded, which shocked the group of students in front of him, their faces changed slightly, and they couldn't help but stand up straight. However, some people still didn't care about the instructor's words, spoke, applied nails, and applied sunscreen.
Chapter completed!