Chapter 211 Please Bring a Few More Similar Thorns

Yo!

Also appeal!

You treat this as a court!

The squad leader with a black face ended his patience, "Drag her away!"

"I won't go, I won't go! Ahhh, let me go! You treat them differently! I want to sue you!" Cheng Yiluo struggled frantically, and the resentment and resentment in her heart erupted like a volcano, "Why should I be punished alone? You will not be punished, An Xia! I am not convinced, I want to sue you!"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

The sports specialty student still had some strength, Cheng Yiluo struggled frantically for a while, and almost ran away from the hands of the two three-year female soldiers.

The squad leader wanted to hit someone right now.

Restraint, restraint, he can't get angry, he has to complete the tasks assigned by the tiger and the instructor.

Turning his head, he looked at An Xia.

The black-faced squad leader was also very helpless.

She just won against herself, a three-year fighter, last night, which basically shocked the entire battalion.

Beating people today shocked the tigers, the instructors, and basically the entire battalion.

In less than 24 hours, he has become a man of the day in the camp.

He didn't even know what to say.

"Don't watch! She is in confinement, and you are in confinement too." The squad leader said coldly, his whole body tensed.

If An Xia wanted to resist, he had no choice but to do it.

no way.

He brought two female soldiers over, but in the end, they all used it on Cheng Yiluo.

The power hidden under the training uniform is ready to go. As long as An Xia resists a little bit, the squad leader will immediately take action without mercy.

Then……

An Xia left.

The squad leader, whose eyes darkened, made a move.

At this moment, I suddenly heard An Xia coldly say: "Lead the way."

The squad leader who made the shot almost tripped himself.

What?

lead the way?

After walking three steps, An Xia frowned, turned around impatiently, and said solemnly: "Confinement room, lead the way!"

On the other side of the high wall, Mu Chenyuan slightly bent his thin lips.

"You two, are you satisfied?" He asked.

Chang Hu and Tan Jing were so satisfied that they couldn't be more satisfied.

"Are Instructor Mu and An Xia very familiar?" Tan Jing asked politely, like a teacher standing on a podium, "I will ask Instructor Mu to teach me more in the future."

Mu Chenyuan didn't hide anything, "Shangshu."

There is still a long way to go to get to know her well, but at least, An Xia believes in her.

She trusts him.

There seemed to be a warm current passing through my heart, so warm that I couldn't help but bend my thin lips uncontrollably.

In Tan Jing's ears, Shangshu is just a modest statement.

Still familiar is very familiar!

No wonder General Xiahou made this arrangement. It turns out that he and An Xia are very close.

However, Chang Hu next to him heard the words, and said disappointedly, "Are you familiar? That means you are not familiar. I thought you were very familiar?"

"??" Tan Jing wanted to kick him.

One-sided, don't you know the art of speaking?

An Xia was already standing at the door of the confinement room.

A small room with a bed, food, water, no windows, no noise, poor ventilation, and disgusting smell inside.

There are three confinement rooms, An Xia and Cheng Yiluo occupy one each.

Opening the door, the squad leader said to An Xia, "Stop yelling after entering, and let you out in three days, so you can reflect and review."

It can be closed, but introspection and review will not.

An Xia walked in, and the moment she closed the door, she heard Cheng Yiluo's screams from the next door, where every cell in her body was resisting.

"What the hell kind of place is this! Ah! It stinks! I don't want to go in! Ahh, let me go, let me go..."

After the sound of "Kang Dang", the screaming stopped, and Cheng Yiluo was directly pushed in by the female soldier, and the door was closed and locked, all in one go.

The squad leader glanced at it and said nothing. An Xia, who took the initiative to go in, had a complicated expression on his face.

This one looks like a thorn, but it's much more worry-free than the one next to him!

um, see you tonight