The wrong master is the god of war

"Hey, is this really from your F class?" People from nearby training gathered around.

"Yes... yes..." The trio tried not to hand in their homework, and then moved back in fear. They must do their homework obediently when they go back.

"The speed of reaction, the ability to predict, and the skill, it's not an exaggeration to say that it belongs to Class A."

"Hood isn't weak, is he?"

"So why did you in Class F produce such monsters? Was it the same with Qin Jian before?"

Three people: "..."

Is this obviously more terrifying than Qin Jian?

Qin Jian never bullied them.

There were discussions all around, Qin Zhou clenched his fists, and the familiar sense of humiliation came again.

Will anyone with this face have trouble with him?

When they beat others, is it so easy?

He looked at Qin Jian with the familiar calmness and straight spine.

He panicked, Cheng Yiming saw the list...

He bit his lower lip lightly, Qin Dan's fate could only be the same as Qin Jian's, sent to practice, and then never came back.

Hood was lying on the ground, pressing the wound, and realized belatedly that it was no longer a matter of asking him to go to the academy to practice, but a matter of dignity, and...

"Either admit defeat, or don't waste time, okay?" Qin Jian pulled the jacket on her body, the military school jacket is not good enough, it is not loose enough.

Hood gritted his teeth, struggled to get up, and...

60 million!

That was Lan Feng's pocket money for half a year!

He just exported it like this, Lan Feng will kill him!

Qin Zhou took a deep breath and said calmly, "Okay!"

He himself let them play together, even if he lost, he couldn't blame them.

At this time, more and more people gathered around, one-on-two, it's exciting to think about it!

If this Qindan is still capable, then he will be famous in the individual department.

Individual soldiers like to watch the process of shaping this kind of hero.

All of them looking at Qin Jian's eyes brightened a lot.

Verbally embarrassed to shout for cheer, one by one began to eagerly wait for Qin Jian to beat the two of them to the ground.

Qin Jian received a bunch of gazes and turned her head with a dazed expression.

What are you doing?

He hit him, what are they excited about?

Just as Hu De was worried, he suddenly felt the sight, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. What does this mean?

They lost, will they give 60!

"Qin Zhou! You restrict his movement! I'll attack!" Hood gritted his teeth, he wanted to fight back desperately, beat him to the ground, and win for these people! ! ! !

And the pocket money to keep Blue Wind!

Qin Zhou bit his lip and looked at the people in front of him. Qin Jian held the light blade in his hand and raised his chin slightly. He was not serious, as if he looked down on them at all.

"Good!" he said.

The two attacked together.

Qin Jian obviously felt that the two of them cooperated to a certain extent. Every time he wanted to avoid it, Qin Zhou would appear there, and then Hood would attack, forcing him to fight head-on.

After a few rounds, everyone was disappointed to find that Qin Jian had obviously fallen behind.

Xiaopang was worried: "You won't lose, will you?"

The three people on the side looked at the posture and said: "Qin Dan's advantage lies in his reflexes and prediction, but even if he makes a prediction now and avoids it in advance, Qin Zhou will be waiting for him later."

"I didn't expect that Qin Zhou, who doesn't seem to be very good at it, is actually good in actual combat?"

Listening to Qin Zhou, he felt a little better. Qin Jian was gone, and his oppression was reduced a lot. Finally, someone can see him again?

When Qin Jian wanted to hide again, Qin Zhou reappeared, Hu De got excited, found a flaw, and the light blade was about to stab through.

Stab it, and they win!

60 is saved!

Qin Zhou also stared at the light blade closely, and the hand holding his own light blade couldn't help tightening. As long as he stabs in, this Qin Dan will be seriously injured. After he recovers from his injury, he must go to the academy to practice. ...

"Using the army's weapons privately, Young Master Qin, you are really brave."

The deep and calm voice suddenly came from the top of his head. Qin Zhou's eyes widened instantly, his eyes filled with horror, and he raised his head in disbelief, only to see Qin Jian tickle the corner of his mouth, and the next second he was kicked by Qin Jian opened.

Without Qin Zhou's help to restrain Hu De, he was also kicked. The two fought a few more rounds, and Hu De fell to the ground.

He saw 60 flying away.

Qin Jian glanced at the time, then pulled off her coat: "You don't really think I have nothing to do, do you?"

The onlookers watched and were completely excited. From today on, Qin Dan will be their respectful talk after dinner!

Enough to talk for half a month!

"Old Qin, Qin Zhou is from Class A!"

The atmosphere around him was so active that Qin Zhou felt cold all over his body. He was lying on the ground in fear, not knowing what to do for a while?

How did he recognize that it was an army standard?

His elder brother obviously pretended.

He looked at Qin Jian in horror.

Xiaopang ran over and handed Qin Jian's bag to him. Qin Jian took the bag and looked back at Qin Zhou who was on the ground. He knew very well how he got into class A.

"Let's go." Qin Jian said.

Xiaopang also glanced at the delicate young master, and suddenly felt a lot in his heart.

Back then, although Qin Jian had a mediocre relationship with them, he would always stand up for them.

Qin Jian, who knows how to take care of others like that, is often bullied by this, and they still can't fight back, and they are very angry.

Now, finally, I can see Young Master Qin again in a state of embarrassment like the stars holding the moon.

Xiaopang felt that he was angry, and he said to Qin Jian: "Don't worry, there is still more than an hour of training time for Hood! Don't use it for nothing!"

After speaking, he glanced at Qin Zhou who was getting up, thought for a while, and called Qin Jian to the training room next door.

Still don't put your eyes on it.

Qin Jian had no choice but to follow, this is not good for individual soldiers, the school encourages them to train outdoors.

However, Qin Jian always thought that it was because the individual department had few training rooms and many people, and the school wanted to save money on building the training room.

After the two changed to a training room, they continued to do other training, and the three-person group who didn't hand in their homework followed.

Qin Jian looked at them silently.

The three said in unison: "[-]-character homework!"

Qin Jian nodded, although it was a little short, it was better than two sentences.

"Wait, how far Hood has written his homework, he hasn't told me yet!"

Thinking of this, Qin Jian opened the door, only to see Hood standing in the corridor with his optical brain turned on, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if he wanted to talk to someone.

Over there, after finishing the basic training, Cheng Yiming stopped and looked at Lan Feng.

"Why do I feel like you're hiding something from me?"

Lan Feng turned off the instrument at hand, stopped, and said helplessly, "What can I hide from you?"

Cheng Yiming frowned. During the training, Lanfeng was obviously distracted, and he looked at the optical brain from time to time, obviously paying attention to something important.

But he still accompanied him to do basic training, which was not his style at all.

"If you have something to do, you can deal with it first, and you don't need to train with me." Cheng Yiming was about to leave after speaking.

Lan Feng held him with one hand: "Where are you going?"

Cheng Yiming looked in that direction, pursed his lower lip, and said, "I'll go to the individual department to have a look."

Lan Feng held his hand tighter and tighter: "He's gone, there's no need for you to go."

Cheng Yiming only thought that he didn't want to make himself emotional, he said: "I know, I'll be back after I finish watching, and I won't be long."

He also wanted to investigate Qin Jian's affairs, and he would not let himself be blocked.

Lan Feng pursed his lips, but still didn't let go. They knew that there was another "Qin Jian" in that class.

Even if it might just be a stand-in, they don't want him to fall into it again.

Besides, who can guarantee that Qin Dan will have other ideas after being used as a stand-in in the future?

Cheng Yiming looked at the hand he was still holding, and frowned: "What are you going to do? Or is there some other reason why I can't look at the individual department?"

Lan Feng held her tightly, and asked, "Did you really come out, or did you come back because your father took away everything related to Qin Jian at home, and you had no choice?"

Cheng Yiming said in a deep voice, "Blue Wind!"

Lan Feng was continuing to question. At this moment, the optical brain lit up. Lan Feng glanced impatiently. It was Hood. He connected and said, "Tell me something!"

The two still looked at each other tensely.

When Hood heard that tone, he immediately shivered. He was in a bad mood?

"I... Didn't I want Qin Dan to go to the academy to practice?"

"Then?" Lan Feng held Cheng Yiming's hand. Could it be that Qin Dan gave up such a high score in the academy practice?

Hood hesitated: "He doesn't want to go."

Lan Feng frowned upon hearing this.

Hood: "Then I...I continued the agreement with him on the gauntlet. If he loses, he will go to the academy to practice."

Lan Feng didn't speak, and waited for him to finish, and prevented Cheng Yiming from passing by privately.

Hood took a deep breath and said, "But I lost again."

Lan Feng was not surprised, anyway, he had lost once before, and what he cared about was why didn't that Qin Dan go to the academy to practice?

"Go and find out why he refuses." After speaking, he was ready to cut off, and then continued to argue with Cheng Yiming.

Hood realized that he was going to cut it off, and hurriedly said: "But the bet is your pocket money!"

"Isn't it just a month's pocket money? I can't afford it." Lan Feng said impatiently, "Is there anything else?"

Before Hood could utter the words, he swallowed them again. He looked back at the training room and shivered.

"No... not a month."

"Huh? You doubled?" Lan Feng, who was about to cut off the communication, frowned slightly, but he didn't feel relieved. Compared with pocket money, Cheng Yiming's problem was more serious.

Hood whispered: "Yeah."

Lan Feng thought about how to stop Cheng Yiming from passing, and asked casually, "So, how much pocket money did you lose from me?"

Hood swallowed: "It's... not much, just a few months."

How many months?

Lan Feng finally frowned, he just upgraded his mecha last month, and he doesn't have a lot of money in hand now.

Forget it, it was his appointment at the beginning, and he also delegated power to Hood, letting him spend as much as he wanted as long as he could get rid of the Qindan.

"How many months?" Lan Feng asked, and then he began to think in his mind, how much more equipment could he buy?

Hood: "Six months."

After speaking, Hood quickly cut off the communication and continued to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

On the other side, Lan Feng was stunned.

six months?