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In the afternoon of that day, Zhao Chengfeng and Zhao Chengfeng simply took a rest in the room, but they didn't go out for a walk. Since West Point will call everyone together, they are not afraid that others will steal advanced things. In other words, West Point has hidden advanced things for a long time. What can we learn?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, someone knocked on the door. It was the dormitory administrator. Zhao Chengfeng remembered that this man seemed to be called Hyde. He was a soldier in his forties. He was very strong and tall, with a thick cocoon on his mouth. He was an excellent gunner and an excellent soldier at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Chengfeng asked.

"Assemble on the playground. You have only three minutes." Hyde didn't talk much, but he had an irresistible dignity.

Zhao Chengfeng frowned. He was very upset with this tone. Brother Feng came to give you face. He really took himself as a grass. What's the matter.

However, Zhao Chengfeng didn't get angry. If he couldn't bear it, he would make a big plan. If Zhao Chengfeng only represented himself, it doesn't matter. It's nothing to make a big fuss at West Point. It's just that he represents China and can't make a mess.

When Zhao Chengfeng and his three men came to the playground, there were more than 40 people on the playground. They had different skin colors, heights and even the way of standing. Zhao Chengfeng had a glance, and there were soldiers from almost seven or eight countries.

However, what surprised Zhao Chengfeng most was that there were Japanese!

"How did the Japanese come?" Zhao Chengfeng is very strange, because the Japanese have become the target of public criticism for the "research and development of biological and chemical weapons". In addition to the local people in Jinsha, Laomi is the one who hates the Japanese most. Because the Japanese are, frankly speaking, the grandson of the American people. If the grandson wants to usurp power, how can he be happy to be a grandfather?

But this time the Japanese came, and at least seven or eight came. This is strange. Don't the Americans hate the Japanese?

"When you come, you will be listed. The headmaster will come to lecture you immediately." Jennings glanced at Zhao Chengfeng and said without expression.

Zhao Chengfeng took the lead in walking to the station. He was still thinking about why the Japanese appeared here. At this time, a military car came over, and a middle-aged American with shining stars came over. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he glanced at the crowd.

"Boys and girls, our headmaster Brandon is here. Welcome to headmaster." Jennings, as the teaching director, took the lead in clapping and gave Brandon a big smile.

However, Brandon didn't even look at the latter. He went straight to the front of the line. His tiger eyes were shining and he said in a deep voice, "on behalf of the American army, I welcome the elites and warriors from all countries. Next, you will have a three-day competition at West Point."

Brandon's voice was so loud that his eardrum hurt. He didn't say much, but he was concise. Zhao Chengfeng noticed that Brandon's eyes were very sharp. Maybe as a general, he was full of fighting spirit. It seemed that Brandon had no inner strength, but it brought a kind of pressure.

Master, absolutely master!

"Although the students in the list are not from west point, I hope you can abide by the rules of West Point, which is also convenient for the management of our school. I believe each of you has received the code. I hope you will have a good look next." Brandon looked around the crowd and continued, "have a good rest this evening. The competition will start tomorrow morning. We will inform all countries and dormitories of the competition rules this evening."

"All right, disband!"

Brandon said, and with a wave of his hand, he dismissed them.

"It's really refreshing, NIMA. I don't want to treat everyone to a good meal. I'm stingy." I feel that Lao MI is a little arrogant. He treats everyone as his own students. There is no etiquette at all.

For such international exchanges, we have to call everyone to a five-star hotel to have a good meal, and then talk about things when we have enough to eat and drink. But Brandon is good. It's too stingy to let everyone go to the canteen.

"In the future, the goods will go to China, and we will never give them meat!" He murmured wildly.

Zhao Chengfeng watched Brandon leave with a slight twist of his brow. He felt strange in his heart. Brandon's eyes were a little strange. He looked at himself intentionally or unconsciously.

Does he know himself?

"Damn, you don't have eyes." Zhao Chengfeng is out of his mind, and the arrogance on one side suddenly shouts.

"You don't have eyes. Good dogs don't get in the way. Don't you understand?" A cold Chinese language sounded.

When Zhao Chengfeng looks back, it turns out that the Japanese who are walking behind have bumped into their arrogance, and they have a quarrel. Zhao Chengfeng takes a look at eight Japanese. These guys are all powerful characters, obviously they are Japanese warriors, not pure soldiers. Looking at the arrogant and domineering expressions, it is clear that they are deliberately finding fault.

"Son of a bitch, can't you die?" What is the character of Zhang Kuang? When did you get such a bird? The key is to be teased by several Japanese bastards. I'm suffocating.

"Not convinced? Or let's go it alone

The Japanese man was arrogant and arrogant. He stood forward like a demonstration.

"Single choice, single choice, I'm afraid you can't?" No matter what reason or irrationality, others are riding on their necks. If you don't give me some color to see, I really think I'm a bully.

Zhao Chengfeng frowned slightly and wanted to stop it. After all, it was in the United States, and the Japanese were the grandchildren of the American people. He suffered a lot from it.

Moreover, the other party is obviously prepared to come, in case of the road, can be in trouble.

"Well, West Point has a rule that you should go to the challenge arena alone. Life and death are decided by heaven!" The Japanese man pointed to the arena on the other side of the playground.

As soon as the Japanese reminded him, Zhao Chengfeng remembered that the West Point Military Academy did have this rule. If you want to duel and solve personal grievances, you can go to the challenge arena directly. Life and death depend on your ability.

"I'm going to beat your shit out!" Zhang Kuang clenched his fist.

The Japanese man gave a cold hum, and a large group of people went to the challenge arena first. Zhao Chengfeng several people walk slowly, Zhao Chengfeng low voice way: "crazy dragon, these guys are good strength, although the Japanese people are not things, can have to admit, the Japanese Bushido still has the merit, their action is extremely ugly, seemingly slow, but actually just fierce, and your martial arts way is almost the same, you must be careful, look for the opportunity to kill!"

"Captain, I remember. Don't worry. I'll kill this son of a bitch after fighting for his life!" The fierce dragon said.

Zhao Chengfeng shook his head slightly and asked: "is it worth burying a few Japanese people? Just get rid of it, don't leave it