Chapter 4 There is still one person left (He Zhangmen Zhejiang C??)
(Congratulations to the new head of Zhejiang C??, I will give you more in advance.)
The hottest time of the day.
At the triumphal entrance of No. 7 of Dingchuan College, where the crowd was sparse, two teenagers stood stupidly and watched their companion being pinned to the ground without daring to move at all.
When they are ready to be severely punished.
When Tabor pinched Xize with a hideous smile and was about to get up.
A question that was neither gentle nor serious sounded from behind:
"Um... Excuse me, is the freshman report of Dingchuan College here?"
When the three of them and Nishizawa, who cast his eyes from the corner of his eye, looked here.
A well-dressed young man carrying a small trolley suitcase asked with a bright smile on his face.
Aren’t freshmen reporting in a month?
The two teenagers looked at each other, and Tabor was also a little angry.
Why don't you have eyesight? You really know how to ask someone.
However, Tabor had the same attitude as them, that is, they did not think that Mu Fan would be a specially recruited student of the Army Reserve.
He has a standard figure, and the outline of his clothing can definitely not be called strong. He is dressed in a standard aristocratic style.
A polite smile on his face and a trolley case in his hand.
He looks like a new freshman.
"Are you new here? Didn't you start school in September?" Tabor stood up, holding Xize's neck. His burly figure was a head taller than Mu Fan, and asked looking down.
"Ah? Didn't you mean today?" Mu Fan once again took out a gray and blue paper letter from his arms, opened it, looked at it, then raised his head and said affirmatively.
When Mu Fan took out the gray and blue letter, the eyes of the four people shrank at the same time.
This is Dingchuan College—admission notice!
Moreover, it is a special notice for Army Reserve special recruitment. The normal notice is a pure blue letter!
"Army Reserve Special Recruitment?..." Tabor looked at the opposite side with a half-smiling look.
Mu Fan's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Yes, hello senior, do you know?"
This is polite, tsk tsk.
Tabor felt an internal injury. This feeling of having no power to use was really uncomfortable.
The two teenagers who were standing stupidly looked at Mu Fan with complicated eyes. These are the real smart people.
"...Here it is." Tabor opened his mouth, and finally spit out four words angrily.
There was absolutely no reason to take action, and the etiquette of the guy opposite was simply impeccable.
At this time, Caesar spat out intermittent words from his tightly pinched throat: "Hurry up...let me...go down, I...you...can't afford to offend..."
"court death!"
Tabor's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he pinched the boy Xize's arm, suddenly raised it, threw it to the ground, and then kicked him away.
Caesar rolled directly and hit the foot of the Arc de Triomphe.
"Caesar!"
"Caesar!"
Two teenagers quickly ran over and helped him up.
Caesar wiped the corner of his mouth against the stone pillar and looked at Tabor coldly without saying anything.
Tabor smiled indifferently.
"Boy, no matter how strong your family background is, it's not your own. You are welcome to take revenge at any time, but when you pass the freshman training period, I won't be so gentle, huh." Tabor casually knocked the heel of his foot, and it fell to the ground.
The dagger on the ground was kicked into a whirling blade and landed firmly in his hand.
Hold the blade with two fingers and gently wipe it away, then close the knife.
"Which examination area are you in? Stand at the back and I will take you over when everyone is here." Tabor looked at Mu Fan and said.
"Amethyst Examination Area, thank you, senior." Mu Fan seemed not to notice the extremely miserable Xi Ze over there, smiled and nodded and stood under the shadow of the stone gate.
It's still cooler here. After standing firm, Mu Fan took out the Sky News and started playing with it. He was going to send a message to the fat man.
Really good at pretending!
This is the common thought of the three Nishizawas.
If you are beaten like this and still act like no one else is around, who are you showing off to?
The mad wolf Tabor ignored the four people here and leaned against the stone pillar again, with the dagger in his hand.
After sending the text message, Mu Fan concentrated on watching the dagger flying.
"Does it look good?" Tabor frowned and asked in a bad tone.
"It looks good!" Mu Fan said in a very positive tone.
puff!
Caesar over there almost spat out a mouthful of blood, so damn shameless!
He dresses like a dog and behaves so flatteringly.
He chose to ignore the sincere expression on Mu Fan's face.
Mu Fan himself would also turn the dagger habitually, but he didn't have such an exaggerated method as this senior's.
He just stared at it closely because he wanted to learn to try it.
His frown relaxed, Tabor really didn't want to pay attention to this new student who looked more like he was traveling than coming to school for training.
After an hour, people started to arrive in large numbers.
There were more than ten people who were dissatisfied and wanted to cause trouble, but Tabor had already pinned them to the ground and beat them severely.
When Tabor got up after the last fight and rubbed his fists, he had already scolded the teacher who issued the task a dozen times in his heart.
But there was nothing strange about Mad Wolf Tabor's face.
This bunch of so-called geniuses, who have never been on the battlefield, are all very excited. I wonder if they will be able to laugh out loud when they enter the special training base.
Mu Fan just blended in the crowd without being noticed, and now quite a group of people had gathered at the Arc de Triomphe No. 7.
The students coming and going looked at their group with curious eyes.
Each of these freshmen looks like they are not good friends. Let’s look at the leader.
Crazy Wolf Tabor!
How come these vicious-looking freshmen found the organization so soon after they arrived?
Several old students who had just passed by looked at this place with their mouths open.
Didn’t Tabor go on a mission to another planet?
Are these students recruited by the college this year all military-oriented students?!
Apparently they were half right.
This is not only an orientation student, but also a special admissions student who has seen blood, so the college appointed Tabor to be the guide.
When the crowd began to grow, many students from the same examination area began to gather together spontaneously.
Although Nishizawa, who came from the Third Administrative District, was proud of his face, his cold eyes swept over him, and the candidates who came closer lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything.
At this time, the status of who was in the previous examination area is clear at a glance.
Those surrounded in the center must be those with the best grades.
Groups began to appear one after another.
There are high-profile people and low-key people, and there are people who like to be gregarious and people who like to be alone.
But the dozen or so high-profile ones among them were all beaten up by Taber.
This also allows these specially recruited freshmen, who have thought of themselves as geniuses since childhood, to understand the college's heritage.
As expected, there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Before they even entered the college, an old student in charge of reception severely trampled on their pride and confidence.
Of course, this did not include Mu Fan, who was standing silently over there but a small group of people began to gather around him.
As soon as the big Pajie arrived, he found Mu Fan leaning against the stone pillar.
Then he walked over happily.
Then those freshmen who were recruited by the unreliable assistant coach from Amethyst, the first thing they saw when they arrived at the Arc de Triomphe was the big Pajie, and then they noticed the low-key talkative man next to Pajie.
Laughing boy.
demon king!
The remaining eight candidates approached silently and gathered around.
They were people who had personally experienced the exam, and the final scene of the candidate code-named 1578 that shocked the entire audience was still deeply etched in their minds.
Because of what the big bald man said casually...
Dingchuan core students!
Only this one!
A super genius who emerged from the Amethyst Star.
The well-deserved core, but it's a pity that the other 90 people don't know about it, including Tabor who is still looking for core students.
The number of people should be almost there. Tabor raised his hand and looked at his combat watch.
15:15.
Go through the number of people.
1,2,3...98,99.
One more person left?
When Tabor's anger surged again, a huge roar came from the distance, and everyone looked up.