Gao Chi let go, but Meng Chong refused to let go and wanted to fight back.

The people around them did not want to be implicated, so they shook their heads hard and made their faces look at them, so that they would not continue any more, so as not to repeat the tragedy of running fifty laps in the afternoon.

Meng Chong finally let go unwillingly, and at the same time, an unusually tall and bright figure appeared in front of the crowd.

Everyone stood attentively and stood instinctively straightening their spines. Someone had already recognized it. The person who came in at this moment was not the instructor, but a man with a handsome face as a god. He pursed his thin lips slightly, and every profound line on his face seemed to be engraved with perseverance.

The instructor followed him, and his serious temperament was many times weaker than him.

"Who was making a noise just now?" Lu Jingchen asked.

His voice was between handsome and mellow, with a slightly hoarse xìnggǎn, which was indescribable.

This voice also makes people realize that he is not very old.

If it weren't for the high level of the medal on his shoulder, some people might think that he was the one who came here to participate in the screening, just like him.

"Report to the sir, no one is making noise." Someone said immediately.

Lu Jingchen glanced at everyone with a cold look, and with just one glance, he could see the scars on Meng Chong and Gao Chi's faces.

He slowly paced to them.

Everyone held their breath because Lu Jingchen's slow steps did not make them feel relaxed, but instead felt strong pressure. It is conceivable that the feeling of oppression brought by a tiger slowly paced in front of you would be suffocating.

"So...whether the scars came from?" He spoke lightly, as if he was chatting, but no one dared to ignore the solemnity in his words.

"It's... I just got off the bed and came here, I'm not familiar with it." Meng Chong said with a smile.

"Is that a joke?" Lu Jingchen asked back.

Meng Chong's smile was a little stiff. Lu Jingchen's doubts were filled with strong oppression. He nodded instinctively: "Yes."

"What about you?" He looked at Gao Chi.

Gao Chi pondered for a moment: "I fought with Meng Chong just now. I accept the punishment."

"Okay, go out and stand for five hours!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone gasped. If they were standing in a standard military posture, ordinary people would not be able to stand it for more than half an hour.

Although the people here have their own strengths, and even many born in military families, they only stand for one or two hours or five hours unless they have strong willpower.

What's more, it's night now.

Gao Chi didn't say anything and stood upright: "Yes."

Then he ran out.

Everyone has a good impression of him, dares to act and does not implicate others. He is a man.

Meng Chong was as if he was being scorched on fire at this moment. Gao Chi admitted to the fight. Wouldn't it directly prove that what he was saying just now was a lie?

Lu Jingchen walked slowly and gently, and every step of his military boots stomped on the ground, making a powerful sound.

His tall figure and his fitted military uniform add a bit of strength to him.

Then, he said, "Gao Chi hit you five times, three times in the face, one time hit your chest, and one time fell into nothing. But you only touched him, it was a waste of your figure."

Every word Lu Jingchen said was correct, and he was not on the scene just now.
Chapter completed!