On the right, a well-built, calf-like youth stroked his chin and looked at Cheng Hao with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Don't worry, the benefits promised previously will not be reduced. If I am satisfied, the benefits will only increase. "
Cheng Hao laughed coldly and looked sideways at the well-built youth, saying, "Why? Are you afraid that I will go back on my word?"
"Of course we trust Young Master Cheng. Otherwise, we would not have agreed to this. Don't worry, we are with you. If that person dares to offend Young Master Cheng, I will let him know what it means to regret being born into this world."
The well-built youth laughed and exchanged glances with his companions. Then, he left his seat. Seven or eight people walked towards Mo Wen.
A sloppy, tall, skinny youth walked in front of Mo Wen, revealing a cold smile.
"Brat, I heard that you are very powerful. Eat? * * * *
As he said that, the tall, skinny youth reached out and grabbed the plate in front of Mo Wen. Then, he fiercely smashed it towards Mo Wen's head.
Bam!
Unexpectedly, the plate that was smashed towards Mo Wen suddenly turned around and smashed into the tall, skinny youth's head. With a scream, the youth's head was immediately split open.
At this moment, Mo Wen slowly retracted his hand that was grabbing the tall, skinny youth's wrist. He looked expressionlessly at the group of military training students that were gradually surrounding him.
"Brat, you are f * * * * * * tired of living. Go, cripple him for me. "
The leader of the well-built youth saw that Mo Wen actually dared to fight back and was instantly enraged. He called for his people to swarm forward and surround the table that Mo Wen was eating at.
"What are you guys doing? Are you trying to rebel? "
Wang Yuan saw that there were people coming up to cause trouble. He immediately stood up with his eyes wide open. Daring to cause trouble in the military region, they were quite daring.
"Rebel your a * *. Kill these two b * stards."
The tall, skinny youth whose head was bleeding scolded angrily. He grabbed a bench and swung it towards Mo Wen.
The corner of Mo Wen's mouth curled into a cold smile. He moved his feet slightly and the bench whizzed past his ear, directly smashing the table that he was eating at.
The next moment, a leg fiercely smashed into the tall, skinny youth's stomach, sending him flying. He only stopped after crashing into two people.
The others picked up stools, plates, and fists one after another, whizzing towards Mo Wen.
"Courting death."
Wang Yuan shouted angrily and raised his fist. These people were simply too arrogant. They simply had no respect for the law. No, they had no respect for the military law.
In an instant, Mo Wen was fighting with Wang Yuan and his gang.
"Isn't that Wang Yuan and Mo Wen from our class? What happened? "
Chen Zhongqing, the squad leader of the third company, ninth class, stood up from his seat, and glared at him.
"F * ck, they besieged Mo Wen and Wang Yuan. They are too shameless. Class monitor, let's go and kill them."
"But, fighting is against the rules."
A cowardly student from Class 9 said hesitantly. Fighting was a serious violation of the rules and would definitely be severely punished.
"What's there to be afraid of? Don't tell me we're just going to watch as the two of them get beaten up. If you don't dare to go, don't go. Don't say that you're in the same class as me in the future."
Chen Zhongqing picked up a bench and rushed over, smashing it on the back of a young man. He had said that as the class monitor, he would not bully the people in the class, nor would he let others bully him.
A few people from Class 9 followed closely behind Chen Zhongqing, picking up their weapons and rushing over. The others hesitated for a moment, then clenched their teeth and surrounded them.
"F * ck, what's going on?"
Cheng Hao, who was watching the commotion from afar, saw a group of people rush up to help Mo Wen. His eyes widened instantly. In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen's side actually had the advantage in numbers.
"Go, all of you go."
Cheng Hao commanded the group of people beside him with a sullen face.
Immediately, another ten people rushed out from Cheng Hao's side and joined the fight.
In an instant, tables, chairs, pots, and plates were flying everywhere. The canteen was in a mess.
The other military training students stood up from their seats one by one. They stared dumbfoundedly at the scene of the commotion.
He must have eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall to dare to openly fight in the cafeteria.
In an instant, the others stopped eating and stood up to hide at the side, afraid to get involved with the group of people who dared to cause trouble.
However, most of the people were unwilling to leave. Instead, they gathered together to watch the commotion, pointing and gossiping, enjoying it.
If they could watch the commotion of others, naturally they would not miss it.
Other than the military training students, there were also some soldiers from the military region. They also gathered together and were enjoying the commotion.
"Recently, the new recruits are getting more and more arrogant. They are bold enough."
A high-ranking soldier in military uniform looked at the spectacular battle scene and sighed with emotion.
"They are not new recruits. They are students from the school. They are here for military training. We are the new recruits." A private immediately came forward to clarify his identity.
"I heard that they are all students from Hua Xia University. They are top students! Not all of them are bookworms. Sigh, that person is really ruthless. He turned to the more sinister areas to greet them. He is indeed a cultured person. Even his fighting skills are so good. I like it. "
"Aiya, that lad's skills are not bad. In just a short while, he has already knocked over four or five of them."
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Mo Wen expressionlessly kicked the ankle of a youth. That person immediately fell to the ground and could not get up for a long time. Then, he lifted a stool leg and fiercely smashed it at the back of another person, directly smashing him to the ground.
He did not use Heavenly Hand or some martial arts techniques with high killing power. If he had seriously injured someone, or if all their bones were strangely broken, it would be a big problem.
Hence, he had a sense of propriety in his attacks. He would not cripple them, but he would not let them have an easy time either. They would be in pain for ten days to half a month.
The attacks of some ordinary people naturally did not pose any threat to Mo Wen. In a bare-handed fight, it was not enough. Moreover, Mo Wen had helpers.
He did not expect that the whole of the ninth class would join in the fight. For the first time, a sense of team honor arose in his heart. The taste of hot blood grew in his heart. The stool leg in his hand danced non-stop. Although he had many ways to knock them over in a simpler way, he chose the most violent way.
"Damn, this feels good. I will kill you bastards."
Wang Yuan waved his sleeves and fiercely beat them up. As an ancient martial art practitioner, he naturally could not be at a disadvantage in the hands of a group of ordinary people. Even if he was alone, he could easily take down his opponents.
As for the rest of the ninth class, they were all injured in the short clash. However, with Mo Wen and Wang Yuan, they had the upper hand right from the start. The ten of them simply surrounded the twenty people and beat them up.
The fight was intense but short. After a while, the twenty people who came to look for trouble fell to the ground one by one. Each of them curled up their bodies and groaned in pain.
"Stop, all of you stop."
At this moment, more than ten instructors who had heard the news rushed into the canteen. They looked at Mo Wen and the rest coldly.
The corner of Mo Wen's mouth curled up. He viciously kicked the person under his feet to the side before stopping.
"The people of the ninth class of the third company, come out."
Instructor Zhang Lizheng walked out from the crowd and glanced at Chen Zhongqing and the other students of the ninth class. Then, he turned around and walked out of the canteen.
As for the other group of people, they obviously belonged to the same company. They were led out by a tall and muscular instructor.
The people of the ninth class lowered their heads and walked out of the canteen anxiously. They stood in a row on the field.
The other group of people were also called to the field by the instructor.
As for the people in the canteen who were watching the show, a portion of them also followed them out, intending to continue watching the show.
"They are unlucky. The instructors are actually Zhang Lizheng and Wang Shenling. They are famous for being iron-faced instructors."
"Tsk tsk, I wonder how they will be punished. They are really brave. The canteen was almost destroyed by them."
"A round of corporal punishment is inevitable."
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