"Ah!"
"Utterly inhumane!"
"They are trying to kill us!"
A group of people suddenly wailed.
At that moment, they only had one thought., which was...
I can't do this!
Looking at Zhang Fan, whose face wore a wicked smile, a group of people wished they could buy a knife right now and chop him into a thousand pieces.
My god, twenty minutes per set, ten sets.
"I protest, I protest, you are totally trying to torture us!" a man shouted.
"Exactly, exactly, we don't want Zhang Fan as the instructor, he is carrying out personal vendettas!" another man also screamed.
"Personal vendettas?"
Ren Zuling's eyes suddenly became sharp as if a sharp blade glinting under the sun.
"Military training? What is military training?"
"When you begin military training, you are a soldier.
What is a soldier? A soldier's duty is to obey orders!
Put aside the pride in your hearts, scholar? Beauty? In my eyes, you are nothing!
