The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

"You said your new clothes shouldn't be wrinkled, what happened? Look at your 'masterpiece'."

Ning Zhiyuan spoke up for the voiceless clothes and strongly condemned Yu Weining's behavior.

The coat was okay, but the shirt was wrinkled like a rag and had some unseemly marks.

Yu Weining picked up the clothes scattered on the ground: "Just wash and iron them."

Ning Zhiyuan said disgustedly: "I won't wear this shirt anyway."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you again." Yu Weining fiddled with Ning Zhiyuan's messy hair: "I like to see the way you bite your shirt."

"Bah, why don't you bite?"

Ning Zhiyuan grabbed Yu Weining's hand angrily and bit it.

Yu Weining's fingers pressed down on the guide's tongue: "Naughty."

The small paper lay in the crack of the cabinet and looked out, but was dragged back by the big paper.

Confucius said: Do not look at anything that is inappropriate, do not look at anything that is inappropriate.

Xiao Zhi: ...What on earth did the master cut?

"The bite is pretty hard."

Yu Weining looked at the tooth marks on his fingertips, bent down and bit Ning Zhiyuan's lower lip: "There will be no entries for you in the five days after the fighting competition."

Ning Zhiyuan held Yu Weining's fingers and blew air: "I'll give you a breath, this trouble will be over like this!"

Yu Weining smiled but said nothing.

Ning Zhiyuan was thinking about taking a short trip after the competition and running away.

Anyway, Yu Weining must be honest during the competition these days - or maybe not so honest.

The fighting competition is divided into preliminary rounds, semi-finals and finals.

The preliminary round was a pot of chaos, with 2/3 of the contestants eliminated.

"Wow, there are so many people."

Ning Zhiyuan looked at the huge crowd with his mouth wide open. He knew it was a competition, but he didn't know it and thought it was the New Year's Eve scene in the square.

Zhou Ding squeezed to Ning Zhiyuan's side: "Dad, cover us in a while!"

The Military Open adopts a live broadcast mode. Every time, some 2.5 million people who maliciously guide bad values ​​​​can be caught in the barrage.

The director also knew what was going on. He pointed the camera directly at Ning Zhiyuan.

The bullet screens read: [Ning Zhiyuan and his nineteen geese. 】

Some people also set up their keyboards and started talking: [Ning Zhiyuanqiang, that was among college students. This is a military open competition with elites gathered. He, a guide, would definitely be eliminated in the preliminary round! 】

[It’s just a gimmick done by the royal family, and only those of you who only care about your appearance will take it seriously. 】

[I had the same idea when Ning Zhiyuan participated in the sentry group competition of the college league, and then he slapped me in the face with his strength. I am listening to the sound of the slap in the face in the barrage today! 】

[All players are invited to enter the competition venue. 】

The sound of the machine sounded, a door slowly opened, and a substantial amount of air-conditioning hit my face.

But Ning Zhiyuan couldn't feel it because the air conditioner was blocked by someone taller.

The competition venue was in a mountain forest at minus 21 degrees Celsius. The sentries raised their mental barriers to block the cold wind, while Ning Zhiyuan used their barriers to protect them.

It's not that spiritual power is not easy to use, but that free prostitution is more cost-effective.

[The game will start in ten minutes, please be ready. 】

Everyone is given a bracelet. If the bracelet is torn off, you will be eliminated until the number of people is less than 1/3.

Most people chose to climb up the mountain, while Ning Zhiyuan walked around the foot of the mountain.

Zhou Ding asked: "Aren't we going up the mountain?"

Ning Zhiyuan asked back: "So many people go up the mountain to serve as targets?"

Wang Wangcai pointed behind us: "Someone is following us."

"Just follow me. This road doesn't belong to you. It's just a pity that it's not a points competition."

I don’t know who made this simple and crude competition rule, and it has no technical content at all.

Ning Zhiyuan touched his bracelet. If it was a points match, he would be surrounded by nineteen points. If he stopped at that point, he would be able to attract points coming one after another.

It's so cool to finally get these 19 points when it's all over.

"I saw the bastard."

Zhou Ding called Wang Shen "Wang Ba".

Ning Zhiyuan turned around, and Wang Shen raised his thumb and made a motion of slitting his throat.

He taught Zhou Ding: "You must not imitate his lack of brains and do not provoke others casually."

Zhou Ding nodded honestly.

Luo Kun exposed him mercilessly: "If Zhou Ding doesn't provoke people casually, the pig will climb the tree."

Zhou Ding was unconvinced: "I have become a good person now!"

Wang Wangcai: "Who almost got into a fight in the restaurant yesterday?"

Zhou Ding: "You can't blame me, he looked at me first, and he also slandered me as the little daughter-in-law of Luo Kun and Wang Wangcai!"

"puff!"

Ning Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. This man was quite accurate in reading people.

"Well, what he said is indeed too much. He shouldn't look down on your brotherhood."

Zhou Ding: "That's right! That person must be a gay, so everyone is gay!"

Ning Zhiyuan cast sympathetic glances at the other two parties involved.

Ten minutes passed quickly. Among those following Ning Zhiyuan, only Wang Shen wanted to take action.

Wang Shen walked quickly to the front of the group: "Get out of your way, I will only touch Ning Zhiyuan."

Zhou Ding took a step aside and said, "Move over, don't stop my dad from beating people."

Soon, everyone vacated a space.

Ning Zhiyuan put his hands in his pockets and said slowly: "It's shameless to want to win, but if you touch some things, there is no way back."

He could tell at a glance that Wang Shen was in something wrong.

Wang Shen launched an attack without saying a word, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't even take out his hands and avoided Wang Shen's attack like a roly-poly.

Wang Shen's mental power shoveled towards Ning Zhiyuan's feet.

Ning Zhiyuan stepped on his spiritual tentacles, crushing his attack.

Wang Shen's spiritual body is a brown bear. The brown bear opens its bloody mouth and raises its claws viciously.

Ning Zhiyuan released his spiritual body, and the lion cat jumped up and gave the brown bear a paw, leaving several claw marks directly on the brown bear's face.

The brown bear covered his eyes and roared angrily.

Ning Zhiyuan shook his head and said coolly: "With such a big man, he looks like he is made of paper."

Wang Shen's eyes opened angrily, with bloodshot eyes, and he raised his fist and hit Ning Zhiyuan.

Chen Ran stood up suddenly in the stands. He could see that Wang Shen was not in the right state.

"Snapped!"

Ning Zhiyuan's spiritual power directly slapped Wang Shen away and tore off the bracelet on Wang Shen's hand.

When the robot came up and took the person away, Ning Zhiyuan said: "Although he has had a physical examination before the game, I suggest you give him another physical examination. He should have taken some illegal drugs."

Robot: "He looks fine..."

Wang Shen struggled and punched the robot on the head.

The sound of "bang" was so loud that it made one's teeth hurt.

Robot (▼ dishes ▼#): "Come here! Take him down here!"

Two robots appeared out of nowhere and used a mental-suppressing net to pick up Wang Shen and drag him away.