It's a pity that the corpses on the front battlefield are so full of blood, but it makes this scenery a bit bloody.
After watching a group of mentors return to the tent, when they came out to sit in twos and threes and talk together, Ye Wushuang couldn't help looking for a seemingly lively circle, and quietly sat down and listened.
"Laosan Ding, how many did you kill today?" There was a rough man with black hair all over his body. While chewing on whether he brought it with him or handed out unknown food before the war, his mouth was full of saliva. A person next to him asked.
The one being asked was a young man who looked like he was in his twenties, and he didn't seem to be coming to war at all, but like a scholar wielding a pen. Hearing that rough man asked, he immediately waved his fists excitedly and said, "Big Brother Xiong, I killed three of his mother's today. What about you, surely you can kill no fewer than five, right?"
The rugged man was quite proud at first, but after the fair-skinned youth asked, he suddenly looked awkward and bit the food in his hand, and chewed it silently. The young man naturally wouldn't let him not answer. When the food in the rough man's mouth was about to be eaten, he immediately asked again: "Brother Xiong, tell my brothers how you killed those monsters today."
"Mother's egg." The rough man suddenly spit out the food in his mouth and said: "His grandma's, the dry food sent by the Mentor League, which was eaten by humans, I'll go and see over there. Have the meat been cooked? Take two bowls to weigh your stomach."
After that, the rough man ignored the others and walked straight to the cauldron that was erected.
After seeing the rough man walking away, a man quietly leaned into the ear of the fair-skinned young man and said: "Brother Ding, the boss of Xiong is today, but none of the black crows have been killed. If the brothers hadn't helped him, he I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for dinner."
"No." The fair-skinned young man frowned and looked at the place where the rough man had been sitting. After thinking about it, he nodded and said: "No wonder he didn't answer when I asked about this guy. It turns out that this servant almost died. Damn, I thought he was a human being. I didn't expect him to be so unbearable. Bah, baah, whoever wants to see him call the boss in the future, I will be the first to have trouble with him."
The guy who had just leaned in to whisper, immediately echoed again and again and said: "That is, there will be no such character as Boss Xiong in the future. From now on we only recognize Boss Ding, who dare to ****** say nothing. , Lao Tzu was the first to slap him to death."
"Natural, natural." A group of guys in this circle immediately joined together and said.
Ye Wushuang shook his head. These guys who tended to be inflamed, really made him look down. Instead of staying here to watch them holding each other's feet, it would be better to go back to the tent and rest comfortably. Patting the dust on his butt, he got up and prepared to walk into the tent, but before he took a few steps, there was the shouting and cursing of the rough man not far away. Seeing that everyone left their topic and went there Ye Wushuang hesitated when he rushed forward, and then walked over to watch the excitement.
It’s not to say that since ancient times, the people have the mentality to watch the gossip and gossip. When Ye Wushuang walked over, he saw that rugged man was scolding loudly with people from a distance. Seeing that he upgraded a little, he could perform a lively fight. scene.
Standing here quietly, Ye Wushuang understood what happened after listening to the discussion from the first person.
It turned out that this rough man came to get the broth and ran into someone accidentally. It was normal to collide with each other in a place where the number of people is so concentrated. But the guy who was hit was the one who had nothing to look for. This would be irritating that the food provided by the Mentor League didn't suit the taste. When he was hit by someone when he was in a bad mood, he would inevitably sneer and ridicule the rough guy for a while.
The rough man was probably holding a fire in his heart today. This would be ridiculed by people and how could it be tolerated. After a while, the two even scolded the other's ancestors for a few times. When the two of them scolded each other, they each invited thirty or twenty friends. Under the confrontation between the two sides, a battle of infighting was about to break out.
"Give me back!"
When the arrows on both sides were on the string, after a burst of loud shouts suddenly sounded, the crowd of onlookers automatically divided a road that was enough for two people to pass. A middle-aged man with a dark face, of course, walked out of the crowd passage, glanced at the two sides of the scolding, he first snorted coldly, then said in a hurry: "If you immediately return to your own Tent, I will just assume that what has just happened hasn’t happened, otherwise..."
"Wow!"
The middle-aged man appeared, and the momentum that the two sides had to fight off was immediately dissipated. When the middle-aged man spoke, and the following content did not appear, he heard clearly the two meanings of his words. The square men and horses immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Ye Wushuang still couldn't figure it out. When he was about to ask the person next to him, the middle-aged man glanced at the crowd of onlookers and said, "Everyone, do you want to stand here until tomorrow morning?"
There was another brief noise, and after a short while, Ye Wushuang found that there was no scum left by his side.
"This..." looked up at the dark-faced middle-aged man, then looked at the empty area around him, Ye Wushuang saw that the middle-aged man was staring at him coldly, thinking that he was too late to react just now, I'm afraid There will be a disaster for pond fish.
But for a while, when he was left alone, he ran away like this when he was uncomfortable. For a while, Ye Wushuang was bold enough to see how many pairs of eyes were revealed in every tent to observe this. When he was on the side, he was also a little nervous.
Sure enough, after the middle-aged man stared at Ye Wushuang coldly for a while, he began to ask: "Which legion are you from?"
Ye Wushuang shook his head silently, before spitting out a few words after a long while: "I don't know."
The middle-aged man's expression suffocated, and after a long time he turned calmly and asked, "Then, how old are you this year?"
Ye Wushuang stood tall and said, "I don't know."
The middle-aged man immediately frowned, and his face burst into flames and shouted: "Where are you from the kid, are you sincerely against me?"
Ye Wushuang stood straight, his eyes also passed the middle-aged man and looked straight ahead: "No."
"Okay, okay, okay." The middle-aged man stared at Ye Wushuang after three hellos in succession: "Since you are not, then you are standing here now. Without my order, if you dare to leave, don't blame me. Military law waits!"
Ye Wushuang was taken aback, and immediately asked incomprehensibly: "Excuse me, sir, what wrong did I make?"
"What's wrong?" The middle-aged man was obviously asked. After staying for a long time, he hummed heavily: "You disrespect the chief, and you have no superiors. For that alone, I can rule you by military law!"
Ye Wushuang didn't move at all. When his body was standing straight, he asked loudly, "Then sir, how can I have no superiors and disrespect the sir? Have I ever done anything extraordinary?"
"You, you..." The middle-aged man was estimated to be frustrated by Ye Wushuang. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Wushuang tremblingly for a long time before he shouted out loud as if he remembered something, "Here you are!"
"Yes!" The four big guys didn't know which tent they came out of. They stood next to the middle-aged man in awe-inspiring way, all staring at Ye Wushuang, waiting for the middle-aged man to give an order, they would reach out and take it. people.
The middle-aged man continued to look at Ye Wushuang for a while. Seeing that he showed no signs of being soft, he had to say bitterly: "Bring this kid to my tent. I want to see if your bones are hard. still is… "
"Slow!" A voice interrupted the middle-aged man, and he looked at the sound source in confusion, and Ye Wushuang's heart immediately relaxed.
The visitor is not someone else, but Somfy's uncle.
"Why is he here?" When Ye Wushuang was very surprised, he heard the middle-aged man with a cold expression immediately put on a smiling face and shouted respectfully: "Brother, why are you here? "
"Why can't I come!" After a heavy grunt, Shang Fei's uncle didn't give the middle-aged man any good expressions. But when his gaze turned to Ye Wushuang's side, he said kindly, "Wushuang, it's okay."
Ye Wushuang said with a spine: "Principal, it's okay!"
Somfy’s uncle immediately relaxed a lot. After smiling towards Ye Wushuang, he beckoned and said, “It’s fine if it’s okay. Come with me. I have something to tell you.”
"Brother." Shang Fei's uncle ignored the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man didn't let it go. He slightly bowed his hand to Shang Fei's uncle. He glanced at Ye Wushuang and said: "I don't know this person, the same senior man. What does it matter?"
Soon Fei's uncle glanced at the man diagonally before saying: "Lin Si, this man is my closed disciple. I want to take him back to the tent to relive the past. You, don't you want to block the chief's actions? "
"Where?" The middle-aged man immediately gave his hand and smiled and said: "Since you are your closed disciple, it is naturally extraordinary. Since the brother wants to remember the old, there is no reason for the younger brother, but... just..."
Somfy’s uncle had just clearly proposed his identity as a chief, but after listening to Lin Laosi telling his brother, he knew he wanted to get closer, but his conversation changed, but Somfy’s uncle was unhappy in his heart. , After humming again, he said: "Just what?"
Lin Laosi hesitated for a moment. Seeing the eyes in the tents all around, he said cruelly: "It's just that, just now, this person proposed to fight with my men. I have agreed to it. People. If you don’t stand without faith, if brother wants to take him back to the tent, can you do it later?"
"A fight?" Ye Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, wondering when he agreed to fight with his men. After his face sank, he was ready to ask, but he hadn't moved yet, Shang Fei's uncle. He stopped him with a wink.
Lin Laosi had said this, and Somfy's uncle couldn't say anything. After all, he didn't come just now, Ye Wushuang just wanted to refute, but he wouldn't show any weight. Although this guy spoke in a negotiable tone, the meaning in this sentence was pressed over like a wall, and there was no room for rebuttal at all. Somfy’s uncle also knew that this guy wanted to take the opportunity to teach Ye Wushuang, and after a heavy hum, he said, “So, let’s talk about it first?”
"Where is it? It's just my subordinates who want to ask for advice. How easy is it for the closed disciple of the senior brother to ask for advice. It is completely for advice." When Lin Laosi said with a smile, he didn't hesitate in his hands. After making a gesture to the person next to him, the person turned to the tent in the distance and called someone over.
As soon as Somfy's uncle saw this person, his expression turned gloomy and coldly shouted: "Mid-level mentor, good, very good!" Turning his head, he looked at Ye Wushuang several times and said: "Wushuang, do it with all my strength! "
"I understand!" Ye Wushuang nodded, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart. The mid-level mentor was a fifth-level mentor. For Ye Wushuang, who had never really tested his own strength, a person of this level, indeed Let him feel at a loss. But now that it was in this situation, Ye Wushuang naturally couldn't get rid of it. He looked at Lin Laosi, who was still smiling, and at the dignified Uncle Shang Fei. Ye Wushuang stepped forward resolutely to welcome the person who came. Past.