Xia Yu didn't pay attention to the opinions of the people around him, nor did he know. His thoughts floated in his heart. When he thought of the domineering value in his mind, he was speechless. He felt that he really didn't know how to stop loss except rest.

If the domineering value drops to zero, I don’t know what will happen.

He didn't dare to try it, nor could he afford to play it.

When he returned to the kitchen class, he was busy with his daily work, but the cooks around him looked at him more and more emotionally, which made him feel irritated, and he was inevitably unstoppable or ignorant of the severity of his movements.

A veteran glared at him and shouted, "What are you doing? See what you are doing. Why don't you throw the whole bag of salt down?"

Xia Yu came to his senses and realized that in a trance, he had put too much salt on it. He quickly peeled out a thick smear of salt on the dish, picked out a lot of salt one after another, and tried it. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise the pot of food would be wasted.

Han Ke frowned and looked at him and said, "You go and chop the vegetarian food, I'll cook!"

"No, I'll do it!"

Xia Yu calmed down and said in a faint tone.

The other cooks were getting more and more unhappy with him. If it weren't for the squad leader Zhao Xin, he wouldn't have been in this cooks and wouldn't have been able to get in.

Now, in order to participate in the competition for the recruit company, it actually affected the work of the kitchen team. The main and secondary attitude is not distinguished, and the attitude makes a veteran next to him angry. He pushes him aside and shouts coldly: "Get out if you want to sleepwalking, it won't delay your future here!"

The veteran has a good relationship with Lu Yong. Now that Lu Yong is injured and has not returned to the team, this guy has come back smoothly. Now, he is still distracted during working hours. If you don’t remind me, this pot of food can kill many soldiers.

The soldiers' daily training is extremely difficult and the food control is very strict. The food that is distributed must be eaten and cannot be wasted. If a shovel of pickles is used, a large piece of it will probably be poured out during afternoon training.

Xia Yu raised his eyebrows, knowing that he was in the wrong, but he did not give in. He pushed the veteran away and picked up the spatula and stir-fry the dishes again.

The other cooks also looked at him coldly.

"I'll let you out, trash!"

The veteran snorted coldly, knowing that this guy had been injured, and even if he had improved a lot, he would not be able to completely return to normal. He immediately felt like he was taught a lesson and hit the heart of the inside of the opponent's arm with an elbow, trying to get the place back for his good brother Lu Yong.

Bang!

Xia Yu reacted quickly, his arm swung for a moment, then turned into a shoulder and arm, which sank slightly, and used his shoulder bone to harden the other party's elbow.

Suddenly, the two people's bodies shook for a moment, and the veteran's face showed a look of pain, and his whole arm was paralyzed and stinging.

"This...is impossible!"

"How could he be so powerful? Hasn't he been injured?"

The veteran was very distressed. He thought that a blow could give the other party a warning, but now...

Han Ke and other cooks frowned and looked suspiciously at the reactions of the two people. The confrontation movements just now were seen by several people.

Xia Yu had no pain on his face, and looked at the veteran with a calm look on his face and said, "You want to fight. When you finish your work, we will go to the grass to have a fair fight. Don't play these small moves here!"

The veteran snorted coldly and said, "Just you a waste, I can destroy you with just one punch."

"Then it's decided. If anyone doesn't come, he will be a coward!"

Xia Yu was also angry. He could not stop these people's strange gazes, but if he came to provoke trouble, he would not avoid it.

After finishing his work in the afternoon, he did not rest and came to the grass in front of the dormitory building. He originally wanted to train in grenade throwing and riot throwing, but he was now waiting for the arrival of a person.

Han Ke was one of the ones he could chat with in the kitchen team, and he only had a few words of concern. At this time, he came to him and persuaded: "If you do this, you will only offend more and more people. By then, no one in the kitchen team will stand on your side."

"What about you?"

Han Ke looked at him and said, "I don't know. I always feel that you have not really integrated into the kitchen class for more than a month!"

Xia Yu said silently and sighed in his heart: "Yes, he has never been able to integrate into the kitchen. Perhaps, deep in his heart, he, who learned the mission early, was not the same path with these people, after all, not the same path."

The path he has to walk is extremely difficult, and it takes countless efforts and endurances to have the opportunity to embark on that road.

At this time, the veteran You Cairong came over. His steps were firm. Every time he walked, his body gathered a strong force. At that moment, people forgot that he was a cook, but a powerful soldier walking down the battlefield.

Zhao Xin, who had just returned from afar, saw this scene full of doubts and quickly called a nearby cook to find out the situation.

When he learned about the incident, he thought for a moment, stopped walking forward, and watched from a distance.

Xia Yu stared at You Cairong opposite him and said, "I thought you were a coward and wouldn't come. Since you are here, it's fine, I also want to know what qualifications do you have to let me get out!"

Many cooks showed their mood to watch the show. They knew that Xia Yu came back from injury on the front line of the border more than a month ago and entered the kitchen team to do things.

In the past month, they could see clearly that Xia Yu's recovery speed was very slow. Even though he seemed to have no injuries now, his vitality had not fully recovered. Once he encountered a fierce and huge confrontation game, the root of his old illness would be exposed.

"Let me reveal my true colors!"

You Cairong snorted coldly, without any politeness, and punched Xia Yu.

Han Ke next to him was shocked and felt that the fight came too quickly, without any prelude.

call!

Xia Yu twisted and retreated to the side, avoiding the opponent's attack.

After passing by with a punch, You Cairong sneered and said, "I think you can support me a few moves. Do you really think that your trash body is still qualified to be a soldier?"

"It's really a waste of national public food."

Xia Yu swept across the other side with a whip leg.

"court death!"

When You Cairong saw this scene, he sneered in his heart. A person who was injured and recovering actually wanted to regret him. It was really uncomfortable.

Zhao Xin, who saw this scene in the distance, frowns. His legs were lame, but his eyes were always there. Seeing this scene, he suddenly felt ache in his heart, knowing that Xia Yu was not his opponent.

Bang!

With a blow, Xia Yu's body shook violently for a few times, and took a few steps back to stabilize. You Cairong, a dragon in the spot swinging movement, removed most of the power. This move was elegant and dashing, and played beautifully.

It immediately attracted the nearby cooks and some soldiers, and they burst into cheers and applause.
Chapter completed!