Scum male loyal dog system

"Sorry, this meal is mine, you jumped in line."

The picture froze at this moment, and no one spoke for a while, even Helimos and Kai Jin who were sitting in the distance slowly put down the tableware and waited and watched.

"Do you know what you are doing now?" Liszt looked at Shen Bai with a half-smile.

Shen Bai didn't let go of his hand, his expression was calm, but the expressions of the teenagers behind him were even more nervous than him.

"Do you know what it means to challenge me?" Liszt looked at a group of brown-haired soldiers beside him, smiling arrogantly and maliciously: "You don't know, now I'll let you know."

"I don't know if I can invite you," he looked at Shen Bai, "help me teach a black-haired pig what humility is."

Liszt's eyes met Shen Bai's, and on Liszt's right were more than 20 brown-haired teenagers, their eyes followed him to Shen Bai, with some hesitation and unconcealable excitement in their eyes, opposite them was Behind Shen Bai, there was a long row of tall, black-haired men, their muscles tensed and their eyes vigilantly looking at the other side.

For a time, this small area focused everyone's attention.

"Snapped--"

It was a boy who was closer to Shen Bai who raised his fist first, but Pasa behind Shen Bai held that hand instantly, and the moment the palm touched the skin of his wrist, there was a clear sound.

Shen Bai let go of Liszt, turned around slowly, looked at the brown-haired boy who was doing it, and then lifted Pasa to hold the opponent's hand and pulled him down.

"Are you sure you don't want to leave this fist to the Zerg, but to face me?"

However, in the next second, the opponent punched him again.

"Who do you think you are?" There was a trace of sarcasm on the other party's face, and his answer made Liszt tilt his head and evoked a smile.

"Not long ago," Shen Bai tilted his head, held the opponent's wrist with his left hand, put his right hand under his armpit, and threw him behind him with both hands, "I thought we were comrades in arms."

Accompanied by the sound of heavy objects colliding, the back of the brown-haired soldier abruptly hit the cooking table, and then fell to the ground.

This pounce on the ground was like a signal, like the horns used by soldiers to fight in ancient times. The brown-haired teenagers who were still watching the changes clenched their fists in their right hands, turned their upper bodies sideways and rushed towards Shen Bai. It takes all their strength to punch.

How could Pasa let these people get close to Shen Bai, raised his arms and howled, opened his arms and stopped in front of Shen Bai.

"Ahhhh-!!"

Maybe we don't understand the rules of your world, but maybe you don't understand us either.

Compared with calm or high-spirited reasoning, we are good at directly fighting whose fist is harder.

The ones who roared slowly along with Pasa were a row of big and tall people behind them, their faces were almost deformed by their wide open mouths.

Breaking away from the original neat line, they seem to have broken away from the military rules and discipline that have been falling on them all the time, even out of the dark training uniforms on their bodies, out of their current identities, as if they used to stay on their own planet Find the target of your fist in the crowd freely and without any scruples.

Favors in the first world are not so easy to get, so they become more and more precious. Many brown-haired soldiers who were sitting on the side eating stood up. Their eyes and footsteps undoubtedly showed that they wanted a share of the porridge. Intend.

"Ah."

At the same time, a dozen black-haired teenagers who had just finished eating and sat in the corner of the cafeteria dropped the spoons in their hands with a "bang" and stood up.

"Damn there are people here!!!"

Expressing their dissatisfaction with being ignored in words, the group of black-haired teenagers clasped their fingers and rushed forward, grabbed those people by the collars and dragged them to the back. Behind them, another group tried to elbow them The crowd that strangles them and forces them to let go.

For a time, the two battlefields were in chaos.

At this time, Taka's face no longer had the embarrassment of being in front of Motar, nor the embarrassment of turning in the wrong direction, nor the grievance of standing in the corridor and being taught by a group of black-haired teenagers. The ferocious appearance of rushing forward and pressing the other party to the ground may have made the brown-haired and yellow-haired teenagers next to him a little uncomfortable, but the black-haired companion beside him just smiled in his direction.

"Remember it," Taka, who was sitting on the other party, smiled, pressed one hand on the other party's neck, and raised the other hand, "I'm hitting you with my right hand now!"

After punching down, Taka stood up and ran to the place where the battle was most stalemate.

The place where the battle was most stalemate was undoubtedly Shen Bai's place. From the outside, a group of people's limbs were intertwined, which was simply dazzling.Although there are thirty or forty big and tall people standing there, there are always fish that slip through the net that Taka and the others can't stop running there.

But the black-haired teenagers who had been beaten up since they were young just stroked their wet hair and howled with even more enthusiasm.

"Come on, come on!!"

Xibo laughed and shouted while throwing away the person who rushed towards Shen Bai.

The two people grabbed Pasa's arms from both sides at the same time and dragged him in another direction. Seeing that the distance between himself and Shen Bai was shortened, Pasa, who hadn't dared to hit someone just now, pushed back with one foot. Standing on the ground, leaning forward at thirty degrees, roaring and tightening his arms, he abruptly dragged the two people in front of him.

After quickly getting rid of these two people, Pasa ran to Shen Bai's position.

In fact, Pasha's being so nervous might be a little too much for Shen Bai, at least for the bystanders around him, and for the circle of people around Shen Bai who dared not make a move, it was really too much.

There were seven or eight people around Shen Bai, so that the young people surrounding him didn't rush forward.

The young people clenched their fists in front of their chests, and their left and right feet were moving back and forth non-stop, as if they were going to come up in the next second, but at present they were only moving back and forth.

"Anyone who can defeat him, I will allow you to immigrate to the first world!!!" Liszt and another yellow-haired man stood aside and couldn't help becoming anxious, and he yelled at those people angrily.

"what!!"

A brown-haired boy yelled, emboldened himself and the people around him, and they rushed forward together.

Shen Bai picked up the dinner plate on the stage and threw it at the one rushing towards him, then squatted down to avoid the side attack, while squatting down, he quickly pulled off the top and shirt of the training suit over his head and twisted it into a strand He touched the hands above him, and then pulled down the shirt. He stood up and kicked the opponent out.

"Helymus."

The table of Helimos and the others was almost a piece of pure land, and no one on both sides dragged these yellow-haired youths into this battle.

"What are you doing?" Even though he heard the other party's cry, even though he was responding to the other party, Herimos stared straight ahead.

"I think I'm going to betray."

Kaijin also didn't look at Herimos and spoke, he almost couldn't take his eyes off Shen Bai's position.

"I'd be willing to transfer me to train with those black-haired pigs."

"Tch—" Helymus sneered.

But Kaijin obviously didn't listen: "Really, I mean it."

Shen Bai in front put his shirt on the opponent's head, and then pushed it hard with his knee.There is no clothing covering his body anymore, and his snow-white skin is just exposed outside, but that snow-whiteness does not look sick at all, because the boy's body is smooth and clear, with a kind of alternative beauty, even the black hair , It just made the boy more rigid.

This kind of beauty with power cannot be appreciated in the first world.

Not to mention how much visual and psychological impact the blond teenagers, who may have never been so close to watching a group fight, have received on the sidelines. No one tried to pounce on it anymore, and less than twenty brown-haired teenagers who were still sitting in their seats watched what happened before them and couldn't help secretly thanking themselves for their decision.

It can only be said that the clear hair color makes the situation of the battle much clearer in this situation. Brown heads landed on the ground one after another. Slowly, they are still standing, only those tall black-haired men who are obviously still in a state of excitement are left. Guys, they have, um, you could say that's a savage expression on their faces, but it's an expression that just looking at it can arouse a certain emotion in a man.

Barbaric and bloody, the only difference is justice and injustice.

There was no one around Shen Bai, and the rest were dragged to other places by Pasa and Xibo on the other side.Putting the clothes back on his own head, he looked at Liszt in the crowd.

Even if Liszt is the source of everything, but the blond hair has become his best shield, he just needs to stand aside and not rush up to seek death. Some brown-haired teenagers run forward for the benefit, although this group of people who are dazed by the benefit The teenagers had fallen to the ground and regained their sanity.

And the black-haired teenagers obviously didn't pull him into this battle.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

Just like what Liszt said, he has the power to make a person emigrate to the first world. Liszt was right in one sentence. Confronting him really meant more than it seemed.

But Shen Bai, to him, he has always been just a passer-by in this world, so he doesn't intend to show his respect for the strange order rules of this world.

Passing over the brown-haired boys one by one, he walked towards Liszt step by step.

Helimos looked at Shen Bai's footsteps, the boy's figure was tall and straight, his eyes were sharp, and his steps were firm. Even if he wasn't standing opposite the boy, Helimos felt a tightening in his heart.

Liszt tried his best to maintain his calm face, but his right foot had already taken a small step back, and the yellow-haired companion beside him had moved a little to the side.

He wouldn't do anything to me, he wouldn't dare to do anything to me...

Liszt kept telling himself in his heart.

He's not one to charge into battle, and he's never even fought with a portrait like that, holding each other in his hands and rolling on the ground. What he can do, perhaps, is to use understatement to crush the opponent like he did to Pasa. Self-esteem, but in fact behind this kind of behavior, it is only his superior status, or more directly, his father who controls most of the food production and sales.

So when he met a person who didn't want to reason with him at all, but directly grabbed his golden hair, all words and threats became extremely pale.

"Ah, ah, let me go!"

Liszt's head was caught by Shen Bai, he had to tilt his head and follow the opponent's pace.

"Shen Bai!"

Liszt was not the only one who was surprised. The Kaijin Helimus group opened their mouths in surprise. No matter how good their manners were, they couldn't stop them from losing their composure at the moment, and it was the group of black-haired teenagers who were even more frightened.

Everyone called Shen Bai's name and thought that he had lost his mind. If people from the first world thought about it, who knows what would happen to them and their families.

Pasa quickly ran to catch up with Shen Bai, and held Chen Bai's hand with one hand.

However, after Pasara went up, Shen Bai stopped, and then grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

Turning his head to look at Pasa, the other party's calm eyes were like the blackest and brightest gemstones, and he just looked straight into Pasa's bloodshot eyes.

"I'll make him apologize to you."

Holding his own warm and strong hands instead, as if these hands could pull him over even in the face of death, Pasa looked into the other's eyes, and listened to the words that insisted on finding justice for himself, and for a while He actually forgot all the languages. For some reason, a tall man who was nearly two meters tall suddenly got a feeling of being protected and cherished in front of this boy who was one size smaller than himself.

It was a kind of distant feeling to Pasa.

"Chen Bai! Don't you... Pasa! Hold him quickly!" Xibo, who was in the distance, looked at this side and jumped anxiously.

And Pasa has completely fallen into the eyes and words of the other party, and can only be dragged forward by him in a daze.

Still holding the howling Liszt in his hand, Shen Bai dragged his head for seven or eight meters, and then pushed his head against the wall.

With the sound of "bang", Heilimos couldn't help touching half of his head, as if he had been bumped into himself.

"Can you see the words on it?" Shen Bai saw that the other party was just howling and had no intention of answering himself, so he pulled up the other party's head and pressed it against the wall again.

"Can you see the words on it? My dear Liszt, who came from the first world and wants to teach me humility."

It is obvious that the black-haired boy has a pretty face and even a little bit of brilliance, but he exudes an aura that makes Liszt fear from the inside out.

"Wen, civilized, eat."

He had put all manners aside, and although he knew the humiliation of submitting to a black-haired pig in front of everyone, what outweighed the humiliation at this moment was fear, which he missed terribly. That first-world home, and then silently told himself that there would be opportunities in the future to make this boy cry.

But now, he chooses to save his head, chooses to obey.

"Very good." A rare smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth, making Liszt, who was still in a state of fear, distracted for a moment.

"Then do you know what you should do now?" Shen Bai's voice was very calm, and could even be called persuasive.

With his other hand, he pulled Paza to Liszt's face. The boy who was as tall as a stupid bear seemed a little dull and a little embarrassed. the power of.

Liszt didn't answer the words for a while, his eyebrows were already subconsciously frowned when Paza appeared in front of him, and then he felt the hand on his head began to slowly pull himself away from the wall .

"I'm sorry!" Almost blurted out, the apology contained probably not much apology, but more like a subconscious conditioned reflex, Liszt felt that he had lost the right to think and hesitate, and could only completely surrender to This black-haired boy in control of the situation.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Liszt's body collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xibo and the others stopped jumping. They stood still and tightened their fists.

Shen Bai led Pasha to them, and handed the newly printed plate from the machine to Pasa, and then he took a copy himself.

Seeing Shen Bai walking towards his seat, Xi Bo suddenly laughed, and then poked the black-haired boy next to him.

"Why are you still standing there? Aren't you queuing up to get your food?"

So, when the instructors rushed to the cafeteria, the scene was unusually harmonious——

Two orderly lines lined up to get food, one after another, the line was very neat and smooth, it was a model of civilized queuing for civilized dining, the teenagers looked calm and self-possessed, as if nothing had happened.

But just as if, beside them and on the ground farther away were still some brown-haired teenagers who hadn't got up yet, and Liszt was still sitting on the ground by the wall, with messy hair and panic on his face, no one could guess what happened to him. what.

Of course, the group of black-haired teenagers who are "eating in a civilized manner" are being punished for their impulsiveness.

"Are you sure you're wrong!" Motar continued to ask in another circle.

"No!" The answer was still so firm.

……

Mortar stood effortlessly, but even without trying he was standing perfectly straight.In stark contrast to him is a group of teenagers not far away. Their footsteps have begun to be muddy, and their tall and straight bodies have gradually bent. Everyone's sweat fell down their chins to the ground after a few steps, and they needed to use it from time to time. Wipe your forehead with your hand to keep the sweat from dripping into your eyes.

"You still don't know what's wrong?" Motar's obviously cold expression fell into the eyes of the boys and was slowly distorted. Even though they were exhausted, the boys still shouted to him out of breath——

"do not know!"

"..."

This kind of conversation echoed over the training ground countless times, and each time the answers were so persistently consistent, Instructor Motar finally told the group of people to stop.

"I believe your legs are sore from running, now quickly gather at my side!"

At this moment, the black eyes of the teenagers were full of surprise, and everyone's exhausted expression quickly turned into disbelief.Even though their legs began to lose control of their brains as soon as they stopped, they still tried their best to walk in the direction of Motar, with a relieved smile on their faces.

The team stood up, and everyone looked at Motar with expectant eyes. Most of them thought that Motar finally understood their difficulties and stopped punishing them. The instructors in the same hometown as them did not understand them, which hurt them a lot.

It's a pity that the teenagers are doomed to think wrong——

"Since our legs are sore, let's practice our hands," each word sounded like a devil's voice, "Everyone does 150 push-ups!"

Looking at the teenagers staring at him in a daze, Motar had no sympathy and just yelled "Do it!"

It took a few seconds to stand silently, and then the teenagers slowly accepted the fact that their hero, their idol, Sergeant Mortar, was not on their side - the teenagers showed It's not that they didn't try to tell their instructor what happened, but the other party didn't even show that they wanted to hear it.

Taking a gamble, they bent down and never looked up at the man in front of them again. Even though their hands were trembling, they still did push-ups silently, watching the sweat drop by drop drop by drop in front of their faces, wetting a small piece of it.

Shen Bai's legs were about to fail. He even used a lot of restraint to keep himself from lying on the ground when he bent his legs to the ground, let alone asking him to do 150 push-ups now!

one, two...

Every time I do one, I'm gnashing my teeth, as long as I think that my current number is still far from 150, there will be a voice in Shen Bai's head telling him to give up and take a break before continuing.

But this is impossible, as long as it spreads on the ground, it will not be able to get up. Shen Bai understands this truth, so he does it tremblingly, every time he pauses for a second or two when his arms are straightened, to let himself back a little. strength.

He is already so difficult, let alone some people who are not in good physical condition, but even so, the devil still doesn't want to let them go.

Feeling a sudden force from his back, Shen Bai's hands couldn't hold it up all of a sudden, so his body fell to the ground, and it was too difficult to get up again.

"You guys are so embarrassed to fight with others?!"

There are still many people who are not convinced. The youths who are full of blood have never thought that they have done anything wrong from the very beginning, but they are not willing to argue with the instructor again. They just try to get up after being pushed down and continue to do push-ups .

"Heh, you still think that you are not wrong?"

Motar squatted in front of Shen Bai, looked at his firm eyes looking straight ahead and asked, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

"..."

Got silence from the other side.

A smile suddenly appeared in Motar's eyes, he couldn't tell whether the smile was a mockery or something, but he stood up slowly——

"Okay, let me tell you where you went wrong."

"You are wrong to talk about pride and dignity with a group of people who don't have you in their eyes! You still use such ridiculous methods as fists!"

"You guys," Motar grabbed Shen Bai's head and made him face himself, "you don't have the capital yet."

Not really qualified yet.

Motar and Shen Bai looked at each other.

Those blond boys didn't even need to do anything themselves, Motar was driven to make Shen Bai pay for his actions.

So now, it is no longer a pure duel of power, what qualifications do you have to stand in front of the opponent?