Before Zhao Yuan could feel Lu Feng's enthusiasm, the other party's hand had already been retracted, and the originally enthusiastic face was filled with a biting coldness.
Zhao Yuan's hand fell empty and he awkwardly made a handshake.
"Ahem..."
When he was with Lan Cai'er on the grassland recently, Zhao Yuan had already trained himself to be thicker-skinned than the city walls. He pretended to cough a few times and retracted his hand without anyone noticing. At this time, Zhao Yuan realized that the people around him were
The soldiers looked at him with incomparable indifference, as if he was an alien.
In fact, Zhao Yuan himself is an anomaly here.
Because, among a hundred people, ninety-nine soldiers are from the Great Hammer God, and he is the only difference. Of course, Zhao Yuan does not think that he is the person who killed Eunuch Wu, the eunuch. The problem is that everyone
Everyone thinks he is.
Sledgehammer God's method is very direct. He mobilizes all the outstanding masters in the army to train intensively and suppress Zhao Yuan through various means. If Eunuch Wu wants to promote Zhao Yuan in the future, he must pass the Sledgehammer God level. He
It can be said that people who are better than Zhao Yuan have many excuses to reject Eunuch Wu.
The Great Hammer God did not want to completely fall out with Eunuch Wu. His move was not cruel, because this training was equivalent to an assessment of reserve talents. Even if there was only one person who was better than Zhao Yuan, the Great Hammer God would
You can let that person take the position promoted by Zhao Yuan.
Although the Great Hammer God has seen Zhao Yuan's battle, he does not think that Zhao Yuan can defeat all his men. The Great Hammer God knows his men very well, especially the outstanding masters of the younger generation who are extremely concerned about him.
Among the ninety-nine soldiers mobilized, there are several soldiers whose qualifications and potentials make even the Great Hammer God admire them with admiration...
…
Zhao Yuan naturally didn't know what the Great Hammer God was thinking, but he could feel the rejection of him by these soldiers. It was a naked rejection.
Finally, we arrived at our destination in the morning.
After a burly and majestic coach gave a few words of training, everyone was taken to a dormitory.
At this time, Zhao Yuan finally knew the purpose of his trip.
Eight people per room.
Maybe it had been arranged before, and the person who lived in the same dormitory as Zhao Yuan happened to be the one riding the carriage with him.
Under the leadership of the soldiers at the training base, everyone signed reports, filled in some messy information, and received some daily necessities and returned to the dormitory to settle down.
Zhao Yuan has been severely isolated. No matter what he is doing, no one can talk to him. At this time, several other people in their dormitory are already chatting happily and it is too late to meet each other.
Faced with this kind of isolation, Zhao Yuan had no choice but to let it go.
After settling in, it was time for lunch.
A group of soldiers filed out of the dormitory and walked to the cafeteria in twos and threes, with Zhao Yuan walking alone behind.
The canteen was large and empty, and a group of soldiers were queuing up to get food.
Zhao Yuan also joined the queue, and immediately, a section behind him was revealed, empty.
"Grandma, why don't we let people live!"
After taking a look at the back, Zhao Yuan became furious. If he lived in this kind of environment for a long time, he would be a lunatic.
It's Zhao Yuan's turn.
Zhao Yuan put the basin on the table.
"Are you Zhao Yuan from Jiudaowan?" The fat chef looked at Zhao Yuan with disdain.
"Yes." Zhao Yuan looked blank.
"I heard that you killed King Zuoxian with a woman?"
"Yes." Zhao Yuan's face turned cold for a moment. If he heard some rumors, Zhao Yuan could endure it, but he couldn't bear this kind of contempt that glared from nose to nose.
"You also killed a man named... named... with the help of two cultivators."
"Lu Na Luo." Zhao Yuan's eyes were like daggers.
"That's right, Lunaluo... It's so hard to remember the name of such a stupid assassin... You're so fucking lucky that you managed to get here. This is the best training camp in Blackwater City...
…Pfft…Eat it, I heard that the Jiudaowan Barracks often eats moldy food because of your request…Eat it!”
The fat chef didn't feel Zhao Yuan's dagger-like eyes at all. He talked to himself, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of beef, put it into Zhao Yuan's basin, and then vomited it out.
After taking a sip, he raised his face and finally saw Zhao Yuan's murderous eyes.
"Hey, hehe, I want to kill someone! Do you think this is the nine bends..." The fat chef looked at Zhao Yuan with a proud face. At this time, the chefs around him burst into laughter. The sound of laughter made the fat man feel even more...
Feel like a hero.
Amid the roar of laughter, Zhao Yuan's fierce gaze slowly softened. Just when everyone thought Zhao Yuan would choose to swallow his anger, a shocking scene appeared.
"Cough... poof..." Zhao Yuan coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it into the basin. He said to the fat man with an indifferent expression: "Eat this basin of rice!"
The whole cafeteria suddenly became quiet.
Countless pairs of eyes fell on Zhao Yuan's face, which was a calm face, looking like he was joking.
However, everyone knew that Zhao Yuan was not joking, because a chill filled the cafeteria, as if a cold wind had swept past, and people had an inexplicable shiver.
"Hahaha...you made me eat this rice...haha..." The fat man didn't know the danger, raised his neck and laughed.
"I say it again, eat him!" Zhao Yuan said every word.
"Eat your mother..."
Before the fat man could curse, Zhao Yuan stretched out his arms like lightning, opened his big hands, pressed down on the fat man's head, and pressed hard. There was a muffled "puff" sound, and the fat man's whole face was pressed against the rice.
On top of the basin.
"Woooo..."
It was suffocatingly quiet in the cafeteria, and the only sound that could be heard was the fat man's voice. At this time, the fat man tried desperately to hold up his head with both hands, but the hand pressing on his head was like an iron vise.
Clamp him so that he can't move at all.
At this time, some soldiers were eager to try, but were immediately stopped by the people around them.
The atmosphere in the entire cafeteria was extremely strange.
A chef ran out quietly...
The fat man's struggle became weaker and weaker, his limbs were twitching, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn. It was obvious that if Zhao Yuan did not let go, the fat man would suffocate to death.
However, Zhao Yuan did not let go.
"If you agree to eat this rice, I will let go... Hey... you shouldn't be able to speak. If you agree with my suggestion, just slap the table with both hands." Zhao Yuan's voice was calm, but as strong as steel.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
Under the threat of death, the fat man clapped his hands hard.
Finally, Zhao Yuan let go of his iron-like hand.
"Your mother..." The fat man just raised his head and immediately cursed. However, he still didn't curse a word. The hand of death grabbed his head again like lightning. With a "pounce", the fat man's head fell again.
It was pressed inside the rice bowl.
"Okay, I, Zhao Yuanchu, just came here, so I will give you a chance to eat, or not?"
Zhao Yuanji clasped the fat man's head with his open fingers, and his calm eyes suddenly turned ferocious, like a wild beast that could rise up and hurt people at any time.
The soldiers who were closer to Zhao Yuan noticed the ferocity emanating from Zhao Yuan and subconsciously took a step back.
"Pa bang..."
This time, the fat man seemed to feel Zhao Yuan's determination, and he slapped the table desperately to beg for mercy.
Zhao Yuan let go of his hand and stared at the fat man with a pair of sharp eyes, his face covered with rice grains.
The fat man looked around for help, but to his despair, both the soldiers and the chefs remained silent. Only then did the fat man realize that he was in a cocoon, because the military discipline in this military camp was extremely strict, and those who fought would be immediately detained.
