By the way, just when Instructor Ren struck Han Zihe's waist with his palm, he had clearly touched the opponent's skirt, but it was like a punch hitting a sponge, feeling weak and angry.

Immediately, he missed several hits one after another, and Instructor Ren did not leave any time for himself to be stunned.

The body moves at will, chasing the enemy with the palms, and the next set of "serial tiger claws interlocking hands" dazzles the viewer.

only……

At this time, everyone also noticed something a little inconsistent: Although Teacher Han Zihe looked quite passive, not to mention her relaxed and relaxed expression, as if she were playing a game, just looking at her winding movements and gorgeous flying, everything was...

Let the audience beat a little drum in their hearts - this Teacher Han can't hold it back and amplify his moves, can he?

"Hey, boss, that pretty little teacher is our sister-in-law, right?"

Standing outside the crowd, taking advantage of their height advantage, Chu Zheng and a group of team members behind him used their momentum to open a hole in the surrounding crowd, and then occupied a corner to carefully watch the battle.

There were more than 20 young men. At first glance, they caught sight of the imposing instructor Ren, nicknamed "Tiehan Laoren", and then passed by. Then they stared at the most handsome one with careful eyes.

, Tsk tsk tsk, you look so handsome no matter how you look at it, look at this skill, look at this temperament, look at this posture, look at...

Zheng Yuan: (/ □ \)... Idiots, look at the captain! You just stare at other people’s wives, but why don’t you see the dark face of your own captain, enough to make ink rain from the sky!

…

Sometimes, brainwave resentment is still necessary.

No, Zheng Yuan grabbed the corner of Chu Zheng's clothes to guard against him making a violent move at any time. On the other hand, he didn't realize that his captain had turned dark, and was waiting to turn into a boss-level demon when he returned.

Head, haoer. Abuse. Abuse. Their more than twenty team members suddenly fell silent.

As the voices were suppressed, their psychological shouts broke through the sky: Damn, why are women stronger than the other now?! What kind of world is this! Are men allowed to live well?

The more than two dozen dumbfounded team members highlighted the heroic appearance of their captain - looking at his wife's unexpected move of "killing ten with one force". The corners of Chu Zheng's tightly pursed lips were slightly raised. The corners of his eyes were smooth.

A few fine lines also appeared on the skin.

"Instructor Ren, how happy is the attack?" Han Zihe, who saw that Instructor Ren's originally full-fledged momentum was gradually declining, knew well that "one big effort will lead to failure, and three times to exhaustion" finally showed a sly smile.

And the smile that unconsciously spreads from the corners of her eyes to the tips of her eyebrows. People can't help but think of that dear friend who used the name of the King of Beasts to show off his majesty.

"Huh?" With sweat dripping down his face, instructor Ren was distracted by the sudden question from Han Zihe, who had been silent since the war began - this interruption was very short, only one tenth at most.

Second.

It was this flash of less than a second that made Han Zihe move.

What appeared in Instructor Ren's eyes at this moment could not be described with the word "fear".

What she was "shocked" by was Han Zihe's speed, and what she was "frightened" by was Han Zihe's strength.

That's right, she found that she was really frightened when faced with Han Zihe's strength that was not proportional to his height and weight.

Also, no matter who it was, he was standing upright on the ground confronting the opponent one second, and the next second he was grabbed by the opponent at a 90° clockwise angle and lifted up with his arms stretched out, which was enough to shock his mind and make him unable to calm down.

"Three minutes are up, Instructor Ren, this competition is over!" Han Zihe did not consider the psychological shadow area of ​​Instructor Ren who was lifted up by her. With a turn of his wrist, he rotated the person he was holding 360 degrees.

, with the force of spinning, with a "whoosh" sound, he threw it towards the camp area where the instructors gathered.

Ms. Han Zihe, who had completed the task of torturing her opponent, did not know that she had just taken off her clothes due to excessive excitement!

At this moment, she was enjoying the sense of accomplishment that she had successfully vented her frustrations → "Although it seems to be bullying, which is very unkind, but this feeling is really wonderful!" Ms. Han Zihe thought. ← Morning

When Han Zihe knew that the other party had been staring at her husband Chu Zheng, she wanted to fulfill her stupid desire to beat others!

After successfully fulfilling her wish, Han Zihe immediately remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to regain "freedom" for the instructor named Zhao. However, as soon as she remembered this matter, before she could take action, she was attacked by an overwhelming force from all around.

drowned in cheers.

"Long live! Long live Teacher Han! We love you!" All the students in Business Management Class C, as well as other students who were trying to fish in troubled waters and wanted to see the goddess up close, surged up, picked up Han Zihe and threw her up happily.

The scene was lively, and it continued until Mr. Dean and the people from the Military Training Management Office came over and couldn't hold on any longer.

Passing by the frozen Instructor Zhao, Mr. Dean smiled dryly and walked towards Instructor Ren, whose face was as pale as the earth. At this time, it was more important to express condolences to the injured.

The person in charge of the Military Training Management Office coughed twice and retracted his legs towards the circle with Han Zihe as the center. As if he did not see the line of sight coming from diagonally ahead, he looked calmly from the unable to move instructor Zhao again.

Go forward.

Standing behind the dean, the person in charge, who looked concerned about his comrades, was gnashing his teeth in his heart: Damn it! Why are those big guys from the special operations team here! (╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴... Is everyone so idle now?

?!

Being ignored again and again, Instructor Zhao, who longed for freedom and looked forward to seeing, blinked for help but was completely ignored:

(┬＿┬)convex(┬＿┬)

…

"Teacher Xiao Han!" In the temporary office of the dean, the dean sat next to the person in charge of military training, pushing up his glasses and sighing, "Didn't we just agree? We should communicate with the instructors properly! How...

How did you communicate on the training ground? Are you still gesticulating?... Just gesticulating, why don't you know whether to be light or heavy? When the instructor asked you to somersault, you almost broke your head! What did you say...

She’s more naughty than a student!”

The person in charge of the Military Training Management Office, listening to the sidelines, was really confused: Khan, I finally understand why this old man can’t control both the students and the teachers! Listen to what he said, and step back step by step.

Yes! The principle, formation, and line are so lost!

"I just did what the dean said!" Han Zihe felt a little unfair to the dean for complaining.

After hearing what she said, the person in charge of the Military Training Management Office immediately turned his head, looked at Mr. Dean with a keen eye, and asked silently.

"Me? I, I, I, I, I... I told you to do it!" Fully feeling the injustice coming from nothingness, Mr. Dean's fat figure could not support his fragile heart.

.

"No..." Han Zihe reminded kindly, "Didn't you say that we are all young people and it is easier for us to communicate!"

Mr. Dean: Then you use fists and feet to communicate?!((‵□′))

On the other hand, the person in charge of the Military Training Management Office listened and nodded with understanding: ╮(╯▽╰)╭... It seems that Teacher Xiao Han is quite honest and did not lie. The tough old Ren just likes to solve problems with fists and kicks!

"But..." The person in charge understands, and he still has to say what he needs to teach, "However, I have to say hello to you, Teacher Xiao Han... In view of the students in the class you teach and your personal behavior,

The two responsible instructors assigned to your class by our camp both feel that they are not qualified to be the training instructors of Business Management Class C. Now... they have submitted applications for training."

"That is to say, Instructor Ren and Instructor Zhao are on strike together!" Just when Han Zihe was surprised to feel a sneak attack from the mandarin duck flying knife from his defeated general (Hey!), the dean of her camp also

He successfully gave her a touch-up.

Stop training?!

Han Zihe looked at these two big characters in his head incomprehensibly, and felt a buzzing around his ears.

So, after experiencing a day of ups and downs, the students in Business Management Class C successfully became older "out-of-school" children. (To be continued...)

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