Dong Qian has a slender figure. He has been crawling in tombs all year round. His body is very flexible. Now his punch was so fast and violent that even if the veteran was fast, he was hit on half of his face.
"Hiss..." A grown man's fist would still hurt no matter how ineffective it was, and the veteran was immediately beaten back.
"Damn it, you're looking for death, eh..." Zhang Kui saw that something was not going well and was about to go up to restrain Dong Qian, but before he even took a step forward, he was punched in the face.
"Bah, don't forget there is me." Ding Li turned his wrist, his elegant and handsome face was full of disdain and contempt. Without the scalpel, he could still kill people.
There was a conflict between the new recruits and the veterans, and it was in full public view in front of the cabin where the trainers were resting. The veterans who passed by with their dinner plates felt bad, and they surrounded them as they walked up.
"Hey, hey, calm down, young people, don't be so angry."
"Yes, yes, you know the rules. If you piss off the person in the room, you won't get any good results."
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Although several people came forward to persuade them with smiles, their subordinates were not polite at all. Ye Lang, Ding Li and Dong Qian were all grabbed by the veterans one by one by their necks and suppressed with all their strength, obviously to make them surrender.
Zhang Kui also reacted quickly, went up and punched Ding Li in the stomach, "If you dare to do it in front of me, let me teach you how to behave like this."
"Ugh..." Ding Li received a solid punch, and his facial features were twisted together in pain. What was hateful was that his mouth was covered, and he could only moan.
"Hehe, juniors must know how to be tolerant to their elders, otherwise it will be difficult to get along with them in the future." The veteran who covered Ding Li's mouth chuckled, and then pressed him and handed him to Zhang Kui.
This kind of arrogance is already commonplace in a place like this.
Generally, new recruits have heard that they have become veterans in the past year and a half, and they will deal with the new recruits as usual.
Zhang Kui has the longest seniority in the team and is considered the big brother. He takes the lead in cleaning up the people. The trainers usually turn a blind eye. When they heard the commotion outside, they just regarded it as normal.
Variable accidents often happen at such a moment.
The reason was that Zhang Kui and others had the upper hand, and they felt that even one punch was not enough. They pinched their knuckles and cracked their knuckles, wanting to punch Ding Lilai a second time.
But as soon as his fist was swung out, his beard was cut off by a fair and slender hand in mid-air.
Zhang Kui was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw the incredibly beautiful Song Ye.
"Oh, why, come up and beat him up yourself. Don't cry when your appearance is ruined later." Zhang Kui grinned, and his evil eyes swept over Song Ye's face unscrupulously.
When the latter heard this, he didn't even raise his eyebrows and said, "I'll give you my original words." These four words were clear and calm. As soon as he finished speaking, the strength in the young man's hand suddenly increased, and he pulled Zhang Kui's arm and pressed him down.
Even Zhang Kui, who was 1.8 meters tall, felt like he couldn't free his wrist, as if it was attracted by a magnet. A strong force made his body jump straight to the ground, and his slightly bent body leaned forward. Before he could react, The boy's knees were already touching his stomach.
"Uh, vomit..." He had just finished eating at noon, and he was eating so fast that he didn't even have time to digest the food. Zhang Kui was pushed up by his knee, and he immediately felt a cramp in his stomach. He opened his mouth and vomited out all the food.
Then, the boy's movements quickened, and he bent his elbow and hit the opponent's spine accurately. As soon as his knees were retracted, Zhang Kui fell straight to the ground, and gnawed the food he had spit out again.
It happened in just an instant. The young man's neat and neat skills were so pleasing to the eye that he didn't even have time to react.
When Zhang Kui fell to the ground, the expressions of several of his accomplices changed, they cursed, turned around and attacked her.
As soon as the one on the left stretched out his hand, Song Ye dodged to avoid it. He caught a glimpse of the figure on the right from the corner of his eye. He bumped his shoulder and kicked him, causing the two people on the left and the right to collide.
Because it was a close-range melee, the two men's fists hit each other's bodies. They fell down without being able to dodge, and in the process overwhelmed a large crowd of onlookers who were covering the area.
A series of people were overwhelmed, the crowd inevitably made a commotion, and the trainer in the room had to come out to see the situation.
When he saw that the one who fell was not a rookie, but a veteran, he was startled at the moment, and his words became a little weaker, "What's going on?"
Darling, the sun is out in the west, and it's the veteran's turn to be killed.
At that time, when everyone saw the trainer coming forward, they didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and the hands on the necks of the three wild wolves were also released.
"Bah, grandson..." The wild wolf was so angry that he clenched his fists and wanted to hit someone with all his strength.
But Song Ye stopped him halfway. He raised his eyes and glanced at the trainer who was staring at them sharply. He said with an expression on his face: "A few of them fell down."
When the trainer heard this, he raised his brows and raised his tone, "Oh? Is that what happened?" This was the first time that a well-trained member of the Eagle Team could fall so badly while walking.
"Yes." Song Ye nodded, lying with a cold face without pausing. He turned around and stretched out his hand towards Zhang Kui, "Brother Zhang, are you okay? Do you want me to help you?" He sounded respectful, no Those who knew it thought they were really good comrades.
The corner of Ye Lang's mouth twitched, thinking that this kid has a dark heart.
Dong Qian also saw the situation clearly, stepped forward with a smile, and stretched out his hand to the veteran who had fallen down together, "Haha, senior, you are really careless when walking, junior, please give me a hand?"
Several people on the ground almost vomited blood after hearing this. This girl was obviously using what she just said to criticize others, mocking them for their old arms and legs.
But the situation is stronger than the people. The trainer is present. If it is revealed that there is a conflict between the two sides, the entire team will be punished.
Zhang Kui is an old man, so of course he understands these principles, so he looked up at Song Ye's sanctimonious face, and even though he was itching with hatred, he had no choice but to compromise.
"Thank you then." He stretched out his hand, Zhang Kui's big hand grasped the boy's small hand, and he stood up with rice on his face, looking embarrassed.
Out of sight of the trainer, Zhang Kui and Song Ye still held their hands tightly together, competing with each other behind their backs.
Zhang Kui noticed that Song Ye had trained too much in the morning and had no strength in his hands. He thought that he could win the game, but he never thought that when he exerted force, the opponent's strength was surprisingly strong. In an instant, he felt that all his knuckles were clicking. It was almost out of place, and the pain made his face turn pale, and he couldn't help but groan again.
"Huh?" The trainer's eyes slanted over, looking at the two people who looked like conjoined twins, without revealing anything.
"No, it's okay. It just hurts after falling." Zhang Kui finally broke free from Song Ye's clutches, and when he answered, his smile was uglier than crying.