"On the first day, she asked me for advice on how to survive in the jungle,"
"The next day she walked into the jungle with dry food, compressed biscuits and some water. I kept observing in the dark and found that she was very alert. If there was any disturbance, she would hide aside vigilantly. "
"On the third day, I didn't expect that she would dare to kill a pheasant with such a delicate body,"
"On the fourth day, her water source dried up. Originally, I wanted to secretly give her some water, but I didn't expect that she would use the leaves and the morning mist to drink by herself."
"On the fifth day she was able to swim in the jungle like a fish,"
"On the sixth day, she must have been exhausted before something like that happened," the instructor said. He has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, so he can never be wrong when looking at people, and Zhang Xiyu gives people a dignified and holy look. This kind of temperament is definitely only possessed by women from big families.
Xing Luo was also surprised. He knew very well how difficult life in the jungle was, and Zhang Xiyu could live in the jungle just by learning some basic skills. Although it was not as good as surviving in the virgin forest when he was a child, he had to beware of being chased by others. , but according to Zhang Xiyu, he was able to survive in the jungle without formal training, which shocked Xing Luo and made him feel a little distressed.
He knew very well that every woman he had could help him, and apart from studying at home and reading every day, Zhang Xiyu also wanted to become stronger and hold up the sky behind Xing Luo.
When he thought of this, Xing Luo hugged Zhang Xiyu a little tighter and ignored anyone else. He slowly disappeared into the forest and walked towards the bottom of the mountain forest.
When the young man saw Xing Luo not even looking at him, he was furious, but he had nowhere to go. He knew that there were instructors here, and he could not command these troops. Although his father was the deputy mayor , but he understood that his father's hands and feet were not yet able to reach into the military.
But he kept Xing Luo's appearance deeply in his mind. If he went back next week, he vowed that he would make Xing Luo look good.
The instructor couldn't guess the young man's thoughts, but he just sighed secretly in his heart. Being able to be a student in front of such a god, no matter how low he is, he will still have the strength of a real powerhouse.
Moreover, he came down from the special forces to understand the special features of the No. 2 History Department Academy. Besides, among the history students training in the mountains and forests these days, in addition to those formal students, there are also those who are at least practical. The mysterious No. 2 academy for those who are above the realm of experts.
The instructor himself also found out that the students inside gathered from all over the country from ancient or ancient times, and came specifically for Professor Liang.
Zhang Xiyu herself is the niece of his superior, so he knows how important Zhang Xiyu's status is in the capital, and the fiancé of the princess in the capital is the young prince of the Xiao family. The young man who just appeared, who else can be other than the young prince.
The power of the Xiao family is at its peak, and it dominates the world. No one can defeat it. The fourth generation has come out to experience and can crush an ordinary person with one finger without relying on the power of the family.
But regarding this matter, the instructor did not remind the self-proclaimed young man. He, who was born in the military camp, despised this kind of guy who only knew how to be a playboy but did not know how to make progress. If someone could teach such a playboy a lesson, it was too late for the instructor to be happy. Well, how could you be so stupid as to file a complaint?
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Xing Luo hugged Zhang Xiyu and stepped on the mountain step by step. Each step stirred up a little smoke and dust, but his body was upright and straight as a gun as he stepped forward step after step.
Lord Shuang followed Xing Luo without saying a word, and Luo Hanyan also appeared beside Lord Shuang at some unknown time, and slowly followed Xing Luo without saying a word.
I don’t know how many kilometers we walked, but pedestrians on the sidewalk kept looking at these strange three people, but when they saw Xing Luo’s neither happy nor sad expression, and the beautiful woman in his arms, they all thought that The beauty has passed away, silently making way for her.
"Pah,"
A beggar in ragged clothes, with messy and dirty hair, seemed to be running for his life, but he was holding a bag of bread in his hand. When he saw Xing Luo, he could no longer stop the car and hit him.
Xing Luo reacted very quickly, turned around with Zhang Xiyu in his arms, and used his back to resist the beggar's impact.
When the beggar bumped into Xing Luo, because Xing Luo's body was very strong, as hard as iron, the beggar's butt fell to the ground and he was a little dazed.
"Fuck you, run away. How dare you steal my bread? I'll kick you to death." However, a fat man wearing a chef's outfit and a chef's hat chased after him and kicked him. The beggar suddenly turned pale, but he still gritted his teeth and did not let go of the bread in his hand.
"Let go. If you don't let me go, I will kick you to death."
The fat chef grabbed the bread bag, and when he saw that the beggar hadn't let go, he kicked the beggar on the head in anger.
Seeing this scene, all the passers-by couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, and the timid ones even covered their eyes, opened their fingers slightly, and looked at them with two thin slits.
Xing Luo frowned, hugged Zhang Xiyu, and quickly struck out, using his skill to shock the fat chef away.
The fat chef also staggered back a few steps, wanting to get angry, but when he thought of Xing Luo's kick just now, he stopped abruptly.
"How much does this bread cost," Xing Luo asked the fat chef calmly.
"Two...it's only twenty yuan," the fat chef said hesitantly.
"Twenty yuan will cost you a kick to death," Xing Luo frowned, but in the end he shook his head. The fat chef's approach was at best a little extreme. He understood the fat chef's situation and everyone's Life is not simple.
Just like a beggar, he wants to eat when he is hungry, but for some reason he steals.
The fat chef is at least the husband and father of a family. He needs to feed the children at home and is the backbone of the family. Although twenty yuan for a bag of bread is very little in Xing Luo's eyes, it is not considered a well-off family. , which is already not cheap.
Thinking about it, Xing Luo took out a green fifty-yuan coin from his pocket, quickly stuffed it into the fat chef's pocket, and said lightly: "Just treat this bread as if it was bought by me. Alright, let’s go,”
After the fat chef got the money, he became a lot more honest. He looked at the beggar lying on the ground apologetically, and finally found forty yuan, handed it to Xing Luo, and said, "The cost of the bread is ten yuan." That’s all, these thirty dollars are for you, just treat the ten dollars as iron potion,”
After saying that, the fat chef bowed slightly towards the beggar, then said sorry in a very low voice, and finally left the place.