Madam is right

Chapter 110 010. I want to compete with you

Team Nine, who had been laughing together just now, surrounded Zhao Mo and Ye Heng in the middle, so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Liu Yue on the commander's platform watched from a distance what had just happened in the ninth team.

Although I don't know what they said, Liu Yue was very satisfied with Zhao Mo's actions.

Sometimes, forceful repression is needed.

Liu Yue smiled, turned and left.

Only then did someone from Team Nine react and shouted at Zhao Mo, "What are you doing!"

Zhao Mo ignored him.

He pressed the dagger tightly against Ye Heng's neck. Ye Heng was afraid that his slightest movement would cause the dagger to scratch into his flesh.

I only heard Zhao Mo's cold voice coming from my ear, "Brother Ye should thank me. He complained too much and didn't listen to restraint. It was for building an army, so he should be executed as usual."

Zhao Mo didn't speak, as if he was waiting for Ye Heng's thanks.

Ye Heng bit his tongue aggrievedly, and said reluctantly, "Thank you...captain."

Only then did Zhao Mo let go of him, and casually threw the dagger on the ground.

He stared coldly at Ye Heng who was kneeling on one knee, "If Brother Ye doesn't want to be the vice-captain anymore, just say so."

Zhao Mo turned his head slightly and said, "Don't waste your training time, everyone."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mo left.

Song He, the acting vice-captain in the past, was a fine individual. Seeing Zhao Mo turn and leave, and Ye Heng who hadn't gotten up yet, he shouted at the team members: "Hurry up and go to training! What are you doing here!"

The members of the ninth team left one after another, and the whole team went to training.

Song He looked back at Ye Heng who was still kneeling on the ground, and ran away quickly.

Ye Heng's eyes were scarlet, and his mind was full of Zhao Mo's actions that could not be faulted when he attacked him just now.

He clenched his hands into fists and stared at the ground fixedly. After a long while, he raised his right fist and slammed it on the ground fiercely, letting the rough sand get embedded in his fist, dripping with blood.

……

Different from the tense atmosphere in the martial arts field, the weapons field was peaceful, so peaceful that Shen Hongbo wanted to beat someone up.

This group of bastards didn't go to training one by one, and stood in front of Mo Zhichu with idiotic smiles on their faces.

Shen Hongbo also found it very strange that a group of people who used to be quite self-conscious went to training obediently without his ordering, now what is going on with this swarm of bees in front of Xiao Chu'er? !

Mo Zhichu had just finished punching the set of punches Shen Hongbo taught yesterday.

Her movements were smooth and smooth, and when a set of movements was over, there were applause and applause from all around. Mo Zhichu scratched his head and smiled silly at everyone.

Little Mo Zhichu's whole body was soft, sticky and fleshy, which immediately melted the hearts of a group of old men.

"Little Chu'er, do you want some water?"

Mo Zhichu took the water bag and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, brother!"

"Little Chu'er, come on, wipe off your sweat!"

Mo Zhichu took the towel handed over by the little brother again, "Thank you, brother!"

Mo Zhichu yelled sweetly one by one, and those "senior brothers" immediately drifted away one by one.

"Xiao Chu'er, senior brother is really good at boxing, why don't senior brother teach you?"

"Xiao Chu'er, he's bluffing you! Brother is better than him, brother will teach you!"

"Xiao Chu'er, I'm better..."

"Xiao Chuer,..."

When Shen Hongbo walked in, the small group of soldiers surrounding Mo Zhichu were so arguing that they were about to fight.

"What time is it and you don't go to training! Everyone is looking for cuts!" Shen Hongbo shouted standing outside the crowd.

The soldiers who had surrounded Mo Zhichu attentively just now stood up one by one.

"Commander Shen!"

"Go to training!"

"Yes!"

After speaking, the soldiers immediately ran away in two columns.

But there were still those who were not afraid of death, and when Shen Hongbo turned his back to them, he thought he couldn't see, so he turned his head and winked at Mo Zhichu.

Shen Hongbo turned his head, and without giving the soldier a chance to react, a stone in his hand flew over.

The little soldier twisted his buttocks to dodge the general, and quickly ran away while stroking his chest.

This scene was so funny that Mo Zhichu couldn't help laughing secretly covering his mouth.

When Shen Hongbo walked up to Mo Zhichu, he stretched out his hand and slapped Mo Zhichu on the head: "What are you waiting for! Go train!"

"Yes!"

Mo Zhichu glanced at Shen Hongbo's pretendingly serious face, and ran towards the large army.

Probably to take care of Mo Zhichu's short legs, a group of people who usually run fast are taking small steps one by one today, moving slowly bit by bit.

Because he had been practicing physical strength before, it was not difficult for Mo Zhichu to run with the soldiers now.

But, what is going on at the same speed as walking?
Mo Zhichu looked around at the brothers who were smiling at her aunt, and understood.

"Brothers, you don't have to worry about me so much, you just run as usual."

"That can't be done, Xiao Chu'er, we will all be brothers in the same team from now on, how can we leave you behind?"

"But..." Mo Zhichu pointed to Shen Hongbo who was furious in the distance, "Is this really all right?"

"...Well, Commander Shen...shouldn't...do anything to us, right?" A soldier said tremblingly.

"Brothers, I think... let's run!"

As soon as Mo Zhichu finished speaking, he suddenly accelerated, which surprised those "senior brothers" who were always thinking about her.

The soldiers looked at each other in surprise, and ran away quickly.

And the little soldier who said "I won't do anything to them" at the beginning, later learned what "care from the head of the martial arts" is.

……

martial arts arena.

Zhao Mo left the training ground where Team Nine was located, and went to other places to have a look.

He went to see the training methods of several other teams, and thought about whether there was anything he could learn from, and he could learn from it in the future.

When Zhao Mo walked near the second team, the second team was being warmed up by the captain.

The training grounds of the teams are far apart, so naturally no one noticed the episode that happened in the nine teams just now.

Zhao Mo's white clothes really stood out on the training ground, so as soon as he approached, the second captain Du Feiyang saw him.

The second captain, Du Feiyang, is in the Weihu Camp, and because of his superb swordsmanship, he is quite well-known.

Du Feiyang watched Liu Yue's examination of Zhao Mo's school from a close distance yesterday.

Zhao Mo's movements were clean and sharp, and his sword spirit was sharp, which was really not what a child of his age should have. This also caught Du Feiyang's attention.

Seeing Zhao Mo walk in, Du Feiyang raised his hand, and the warm-up of the second team stopped.

Du Feiyang watched the handsome Zhao Mo approaching step by step, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward with a smile.

"Zhao Yanqing?"

Zhao Mo looked around, and saw a smiling man standing not far from him.

The man looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, but his appearance was completely different from that rough man like Ye Heng.I saw that the man had fine features, the stubble on his face was cleanly shaved, his barley-colored skin looked extraordinarily healthy, and his smile was clear and sincere, full of vitality.

Hmm, doesn't look too nasty.

Zhao Mo thought about it, then replied: "Exactly."

The man grinned, "I want to compete with you, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

　Today, because Shengsheng has an exam, the update is late, sorry ww today’s second update will be a little later, and the normal update will resume tomorrow~ Then Shengsheng will start to save manuscripts for the shelf~ I hope you can still have everyone’s support~ I love you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)