The distance between people is caused by unfamiliarity. Once they become familiar with each other, it is a different matter. The four people began to show off their skills and got along well in their own area. Facing the instructor's heavy-duty training methods, they became more and more ruthless.
For a few people, the method of punishment was nothing like that. Only the special training that Mo Yan, Xi Ye Jue and Su Leng discussed together made Fu Siyang very intolerable. He always followed the three of them resentfully.
Su Leng felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to scold him, but Xi Yejue and Mo Yan didn't know how to do it. Mo Yan was not good at words and was as cold as ice, but Xi Yejue always mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally, Fu Si
Yang is indeed very strong now, but he can't beat the three of them, and there is still a clear disparity. Then he will definitely suffer in the ranking battle in the last year. You feel sorry for him now, but you won't be able to help him at all by then.
Su Leng was anxious and angry in his heart, angry at Fu Siyang's failure to live up to his expectations, anxious about Fu Siyang's dishonesty, worries and fears that continued to torment him, torturing his will and brain power. Sometimes Fu Siyang would also be angry and angry.
Su Leng's desperate move, always saying will you watch me get beaten to death by others? If not, then don't force me. Fu Siyao's young master's temper began to show, and Su Leng was always angry with him.
.
Tonight was no exception. As usual, Su Leng took Fu Siyang to the beach to implement the four people's plan. However, Fu Siyang fell asleep and turned a deaf ear to Su Leng's words. He even ignored Su Leng. Su Leng was anxious.
Angry again, she directly opened the quilt covering him, "Fu Siyang, what on earth do you want to do?"
Fu Siyang was also angry, "I just want to ask you what do you want to do? Is it fun to toss around like this every day? Is it interesting? Do you have a tendency to self-abuse? Are you so unworthy of abuse? Others are not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry? In ancient times,
Ah, you still want to be ranked No. 1 in the world? What’s the use of being strong now, even a bullet is gone, Su Leng, I’m not going to go today.”
"You bastard." Su Leng cursed.
Pulling the quilt from Su Leng's hand, Fu Siyang covered his head and went to sleep. Su Leng was so angry that his teeth chattered. He raised his leg and kicked Fu Siyang and got up and left. Fu Siyang was directly kicked from the bed to the bottom of the bed and cursed.
Accompanied by the violent slamming of the door closing in the dim space, Fu Siyang rubbed his butt and stood up, a trace of anger flashing across his eyes.
Holding the quilt and looking at Su Leng's empty bed, Fu Siyang's face darkened.
He's right, what's wrong with him? He's not very talented in texture. Meticulous training will burden him. He's not as durable as those three bastards. His energy is infinite. He faces the same training all day long without changing his expression.
She can still complete it casually. He always takes half of his life to barely complete his tasks. He is not as talented as them, so why must he force her to complete things that he cannot complete? This is forcing others to do something difficult.
Su Leng had never forced him to do anything, and now he was venting his anger from the same nostril as those two bastards, whether it was resentment or taste, he just didn't want to train today.
But Su Leng's curse lingered in his mind. Su Leng had never greeted him like this before. Now he was completely sleepless and could only stare at Su Leng's bed in a daze. He just came here six years ago and couldn't sleep at all.
Regardless of the pain, Su Leng always comforted him and used his own quilt to make his bed, hoping that he would sleep better. Now he is gradually familiar with such a hard bed, but Su Leng no longer cares about him, and a feeling of imbalance fills him.
In his heart.
Make him irritable.
A member of the same team pushed the door in and saw Fu Siyang sitting blankly on the edge of the bed. He approached him and spoke in a provocative and sarcastic tone. His face was naturally shy, "What's wrong with you?"
No. 9? You’re not going to train today. You’re quite capable, aren’t you? How about No. 10, who protects you like a treasure?”
"Hey, keep your mouth clean." Leng Sha glanced at him and blurted out in a cold voice.
The team member who spoke couldn't help but be stunned, then laughed, stretched out his hand to touch Fu Siyang's delicate face, "Look at you, you are such a tender-skinned person, how come No. 10 is willing to let you stay here alone, go with brother, brother loves you."
." The black man smiled obscenely, and his look of coveting Fu Siyang's beauty was completely unhidden. He was just drooling.
A kind of disgust came out of his heart. Fu Siyang raised his hand and slapped his hand away, "Let's play for a while. I have no interest in beating anyone today. Get out of here before I get angry."
"Who doesn't know that you and No. 10 Zhijin have been inseparable? I don't believe you haven't done it before. Just open your legs and let me do it. Otherwise," the black player's face turned sinister.
But Fu Siyang pulled back the quilt, stood up from the bed, and looked down at the black players. The black players were very strong, but not as tall as Fu Siyang. Su Yangyang looked thin, but had clear barriers. In fact, he was very interesting.
The figure and appearance made the black team members swallow hard, and Fu Siyang's cold lips curled up, "What else?"
"Little beauty, you better stick up your butt and let me fuck you, I will make you feel good"
"Get the fuck out of here. If you want to have sex with me, let's see if you're going to die." Fu Siyang interrupted the black player's words and punched the black man in the face impartially. The black man was hit by gravity and flew away.
He hit the wall and hit the ground hard, his chest felt fishy and sweet, he opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Fu Siyang sneered, "Trash."
At this time, several team members who often mixed with black people also came in, two Americans and one German. The Germans looked at the scene coldly, guessing what happened, and walked to their own in an orderly manner.
Bed, he doesn't like to be nosy or troublesome.
Two Americans stepped forward and helped the black man up, "What's wrong?"
The black man pointed at Fu Siyang, "Damn it, this little beast, if I don't believe I can't take you down today, just grab him. If I don't die today, he won't be called Dan."
Fu Siyang's beauty was well-known in Area C. The German glanced at them and said slowly, "I advise you not to act rashly to avoid getting into trouble." How powerful is No. 10? Didn't you see clearly that day?
The black man spat, "Get the hell out of here, you timid guy, wait until we're done having fun, and you'll end up with no future."
The German shrugged and didn't care at all about his incompetent insults. The two Americans smiled sinisterly and rushed towards Fu Siyang. Fu Siyang smiled coldly and did not react or fight back, leaving the two Americans alone.
The man pressed himself on the bed. Fu Siyang's reaction was beyond the German's expectation. The black man laughed very lustfully, walked towards Fu Siyang while rubbing his hands, reached out and grabbed his short-sleeved shirt, and with a sudden force, there was a crash.
The fabric is torn.
"So that's all you have."
The black man laughed fiercely, and his fingers traced Fu Siyang's beautifully shaped collarbone, reaching towards his strong lower abdomen. He was about to pull down his trouser chain. The door was kicked open again, and the next second, the black man's strong body flew out.
Su Lenghan looked at the black man who was vomiting blood with a cold face, and a murderous intention flashed in the corner of his eyes. Mo Yan and Xi Yejue each pulled an American and punched him.
Germans are right to be thankful that they mind their own damn business.