Commanding Wind and Cloud

Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 151

General looked at Qian Jin unexpectedly, and when he hit his knee, even the warhorse fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, even if he had just pulled back his strength, he shouldn't even click No expression at all! Doesn't this kid have pain nerves?

The super defensive power of the Winds and Clouds Golden Body made Qian Jin not feel too much pain, he calmly looked at the bronze armor General indifferently and said: "My companion, the comrade, was swept away. I was beaten, and my teacher, the senior, was insulted. You are me, what will you do?"

General was slightly taken aback, and the bearded man on the chin was gently nodding: "I am you, I will do the same thing you did, even if I know it violates the military regulations, I will show up, beat the motherfucker first!"

General laughed, pointing to the General's statement on his armor: "But I'm not you, I'm the General who is in charge of the battlefield! If you were me, what would you do in such a situation?"

Qian Jin laughed: "Doing military law."

Qian Jin laughed. p>

With regard to the position of both sides, no one is right or who is wrong!

"Very good!" A rough and forthright voice came out of the General's throat: "Then, now you have violated our military regulations, and I will punish you! Lock you up for ten days!"

Ten days? A Liuke barely supported the ground with one arm trembling, knelt on the ground and stared blankly at the General's punishment, making such a big noise is just ten days of confinement? It's not an exaggeration to hang it up and fight it, and then assign it to the Suicide Squad! To give him only ten days of confinement?

"Okay." Qian Jin nodded, thinking that this would happen before he shot, but didn't expect the punishment to be lighter than expected.

General looked towards the veteran again, pointing to the other students at Oakland college: "Did they participate in the fight?"

"No!" Jin's actions just now were only refreshing, and he would naturally be on his side at this time.

"We..."

Qian Jin waved to the Oakland students who stood up to speak: "Okay, we're here to see the battlefield, not the game and the lockdown. Play, take care of Dak, take care of yourself. I'll take ten days off."

"Duren Burg!" The General grabbed Duren Burg's collar in two steps and asked, "Where do you want to go? ?"

"Me?" Duren Burg blinked his brighter-than-Stars eyes, blank and puzzled: "General, I'm just passing by. Teacher let me look outside. Is there any soy sauce for sale, I just make soy sauce."

"Really?" The General didn't look at Duren Burg, but looked towards the veterans: "Did he join in the fun just now?"

"Come together!"

"He hits 30% of the people here."

"Where! I estimate 40%!"

Veterans, you are arguing with each other fiercely, and Qian Jin's eyes are opened. These people's words are mostly loving to Duren Burg, why are they pushing him into the confinement room? ?

"I said everyone great uncle..." Duren Burg grimaced: "Do we have a grudge? If you don't set up people like this, I hit up to 20% of the people, this guy is too good to rob me. As a guest, I'm sorry to rob him."

"Of course I have a grudge, you brat gave me all my military pay for this month yesterday!"

"And mine! "

"My mine! And mine!"

In the denunciation, the General gave Duren Burg the same ten-day lockdown, and the two were led by the soldiers. Soon he came to a stone chamber that was quite spacious but had almost no sunlight.

"Okay, let's go in and stay for ten days." The soldier opened the door, and Qian Jin walked in without saying a word.

"great uncle, how about you secretly letting me go? It's boring to stay in there for ten days. Why don't you..."

"Go in~ you!"

"Ouch~ kicked my ass again."

Qian Jin was sitting in the confinement room, only to realize that there were actually two rooms, separated by a row of iron bars, so the two could be divided switch up.

"General Feng..." A Liujia wrapped a bandage on his head and leaned weakly against the door of General's tent: "Your punishment today is too partial, right? Look at mine. Students, and me..."

Behind the low table sat General Feng who was reading a book. At this time, he had already taken off his helmet, revealing a messy red hair, with a thick full chin. beard, it gives people a sense of arrogance.

"Favoritism?" General Feng put down his notebook, stepped in front of Aruiku, the armor on his body rubbed and collided and made a metallic squeak like a battlefield, he bent down slightly and said in his ear: " I'm partial, you want to know why? Because, a long time ago, I also came from a very bad Fighter college, and I once watched my teacher being disciplined, but I didn't have the ability or the courage to stand out. This incident to this day always comes to mind whenever I close my eyes and sleep."

A humming sound in Aliu's head, the cold current soon invaded his hands and feet, and the person was like a Standing like a wooden stake, he stared blankly at General Feng.

It's not uncommon for a superior college to mock an inferior college, whether in Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty or Demon Race or Barbarian Race.

Although not all good colleges will make fun of bad colleges, there are some colleges that will do this kind of thing, and there will always be one or two colleges that will do this kind of thing every session.

"Okay, you can go." General Feng shook his shirt without turning his head back to his position, coldly said: "This general still has military affairs, you are busy with you. Let's go."

Aliu closed his eyes in despair, turned to leave the General's tent, hatred on his cheeks: "This matter won't end like this! You don't care? Well, I'll go Get Fantu Kunge! As long as I'm a little provocative..."

The room in the confinement cell was always dark and damp, almost deadly quiet.

There is no innovation in the confinement room of the earthen fort in this regard. It is also a dark, damp, and deadly environment.

Qian Jin leaned back against the wall, wanting to enjoy this moment of tranquility. Unfortunately, living opposite Duren Burg, do not like the dull atmosphere.

"I said, it's from Oakland." Duren Burg sat in front of the iron fence, looking at Qian Jin in the faint sunlight: "Thank you."

Thank you? Qian Jin was stunned for a moment, this thank you was a bit strange, it seemed like he had never helped him, did he?

"Actually, I wanted to do it when I saw them yesterday." Duren Burg shrugged again, sighed again, and kept shaking his head: "Audger magic and Fighter college, every year There will be troubles in the exam, and many colleges have suffered from their losses. Unfortunately, I have never had an excuse to do it, and today I would like to thank you for creating the conditions for me to do it."

Qian Jin was stunned, at first he was surprised at this. Why did people join the battle group, it turned out that he had long been holding back the idea of looking for someone to trouble him.

"It's a pity~~" Duren Burg sighed again: "It's not fun, it's not fun! Most people are beaten by you."

Qian Jin adjusted As soon as I sat down, I thought that the person who beat someone was not enough to shout. What would be the reaction of those students in Audejie College who were beaten when they heard it?

"I said, buddy." Duren Burg moved his butt again, trying to get a little closer to Qian Jin, giving full play to his almost talkative spirit, shaking his right hand index finger and middle finger back and forth: "Is there any Cigarette? I see that your clothes are of good quality, do you have any cigarettes?"

Qian Jin flabbergasted looking at Duren Burg, subconsciously touching the clothes on his body. This is the clothes that Luo Qingqing asked someone to help make. I can't tell that his eyesight is not bad.

Thinking for a moment, Qian Jin reached into his arms and took out a pack of cigarettes from Battle Dimension. How could this person be considered a help in this fight...

Tear open the pack of cigarettes , Qian Jin pulled out a cigarette and threw it over the bar.

Duren Burg raised his wrist, put the cigarette between his forefinger and middle finger, took a deep breath, and sniffed it carefully. The like eyes automatically released a little light: "Good cigarette! What a good thing! I can't believe that you have such a good product."

The cigarette was transferred from the index finger and middle finger to Duren Burg On his ears, the free fingers waved back and forth again towards Qian Jin: "Dude, one more, one more."

Qian Jin simply took out two more and threw them away, Duren Burg He picked up the cigarettes very easily, put them on his nose and lips, and sniffed them fiercely. He clipped the two cigarettes to his ears again, and his eyes like black gems stared at Qian in the dark. Jin's slightly thin lips showed a beautiful smile: "I said, from the way you took out the cigarette, it seems that you don't smoke? Then it's useless for you to hold it! Why don't you..."

Duren Burg rubbed his palms back and forth, his black eyes beyond the brightness of Stars blinking again and again: "How many more?"

Two more? Qian Jin finally focused his attention on Duren Burg, and the smile on his face in the dark was very familiar. This cheeky smile was very similar to someone, very similar!

"Fatty..." Qian Jin subconsciously blurted out, the Duren Burg in front of him is much more handsome than Luo Fatty, and his body is tall and straight. It can be said that the appearance is completely different from Luo Lin, It's just that cheeky charm is exactly the same as Luo Lin's.

"Fatty?"

Duren Burg lowered his head in confusion, looked around his waist, and couldn't find any Fatty appearance.

"Okay!" Duren Burg lifts the head and looked at Qian Jin seriously: "Did I become a Fatty? You give me the cigarette? If so... okay! I It's Fatty now..."

Like! so similar! Qian Jin blinked forcefully, the handsome and sassy Fighter in front of him was very similar to Luo Fatty's thick skin and a pole, and he was able to climb up.

Looking at the familiar eyes, Qian Jin sighed, the pack of cigarettes in his hand flicked at his fingertips, flew over the wire fence and fell into Duren Burg's hands.

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