Gao Chi let go, but Meng Chong didn't want to fight back.
The people around them didn't want to be implicated, so they shook their heads vigorously and made faces at them, telling them not to continue, 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 Lang Lang figure appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone stood up automatically, instinctively straightened their backs and stood, someone had already recognized it, the person who came in at this moment was not an instructor, but a man with a handsome face like a god, he pursed his thin lips slightly, and every deep line of his face seemed to be engraved with perseverance.
The instructor followed behind him, and his serious temperament was many times weaker than him.
"Who was making noise just now," Lu Jingchen asked.
His voice is somewhere between handsome and mellow, with a slightly hoarse sexiness that can't be said to be good.
The voice also made people realize that he was 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 same person who came here to participate in the screening.
"Report to sir, no one is making a noise."
Someone immediately said.
Lu Jingchen glanced at everyone with a cold gaze, and with just one glance, he could see the scars on Meng Chong and Gao Chi's faces.
He paced slowly in front of them.
Everyone held their breath, because Lu Jingchen's slow steps did not make them feel relaxed, but felt a strong pressure, you can imagine that if a tiger slowly paces in front of you, the feeling of oppression brought by it is suffocating.
"So how did the scars come about?"
he said lightly, as if chattering, but no one dared to ignore the solemnity of his words.
"I just got out of bed and knocked it.
Just came, unfamiliar.
Meng Chong said with a smile.
"Knock," Lu Jingchen asked rhetorically.
Meng Chong's smile was a little stiff, and the questioning in Lu Jingchen's words was full of strong oppression, and he nodded instinctively: "Hmm." ” "What about yours," he said, looking at Goetz.
Gao Chi groaned: "I fought with Meng Chong just now.
I pleaded guilty. ” "Okay, go out and stand for five hours" As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped, if it was a standard military posture, ordinary people would not be able to stand it for more than half an hour.
And the people here, although they all have their own strengths, and even many of them were born in military families, but at most they can only stand for an hour or two, and five hours unless they have strong willpower, otherwise it is impossible to do it.
Besides, it's night.
Gao Chitz didn't say anything, and said rightly: "Yes." ” Then he ran out.
Everyone has a good impression of him, dares to act boldly, and does not affect others.
It's a man.
Meng Chong was like being roasted on a fire at the moment, and Gao Chi admitted to the fight, didn't it directly prove that what he just said was a lie Lu Jingchen paced slowly and gently, and every step of his military boots stepped on the ground, making a sonorous and powerful sound.
He is tall and tall, and the well-fitting military uniform adds a bit of strength to him.
Immediately, he said: "Gochi punched you five times, three punches to your face, one punch to your chest, and one punch missed."
You only touched him once, what a waste of figure. ” Every word Lu Jingchen said was right, and he was not on the scene just now. aa2705221: