October 27th, at 6 a.m.

In just one night, the grass on the campus of the Judicial University was already covered with frost, and the temperature dropped several degrees compared to yesterday.

More than a dozen tall and tall young men were wearing black uniforms and carrying comrades, and lined up to the dormitory area of ​​the Police Academy. They stood on the sports field in front of the dormitory building, took a few deep breaths, raised the comrades, and blew the high-pitched and rapid "Imperial Army Charge".

The uncle in each dormitory building, wearing a thick wool felt cloak, carrying a heavy lead-filled copper-wrapped big-headed stick, walked to the door of one dormitory, and kicked the door with a steel-covered big-headed boot, and hit the door hard with a big-headed stick.

Joe tossed and turned last night for a long time and didn't fall asleep.

A strange city, a strange room...especially, there are no pretty little maids in the room, but there are two strange men!

Strange beds, strange quilts, strange mattresses, strange pillows.

The pillows bought by the shop are filled with ordinary cotton, and it is obvious that this pillow is not as comfortable as Joe's velvet silk pillow.

Later, Qiao secretly took two improved power potions, twisting his body strangely into a big meat ball, and gradually activated his breathing method, then he fell into a hazy state of meditation.

It was almost dawn, and Qiao fell asleep for a while.

He felt that he had just fallen asleep when he heard a sharp and unpleasant short trumpet piercing into his ears; before he could figure out what was calling outside, the door was kicked heavily, and dust fell from the door frame; then the big head stick hit the door, and the extremely penetrating noise made the eardrum hurt.

Qiao jumped up in anger and roared loudly: "Which bastard?"

The sound of key hitting came, and the door was opened from outside by the building tube. The bearded building tube waved its big-headed stick fiercely at Qiao: "Joe Rong Weitu? New? Do you have any objections to our early service?"

Qiao roared in a low voice and jumped out of the bed.

Joe, wearing only a pair of big trousers, was about to rush towards the fierce building pipe, when Mallen and Soder had already jumped up and grabbed his arm from left to right.

The thin Mullen smiled loudly: "Nothing, nothing is there...Uncle Solin, you are so kind and thoughtful, it's too late to write a thank you letter to the Logistics Office."

Thorin grinned, glared at Qiao fiercely, and waved his big headshot: "Little guy, for the sake of your first entry into the school, I will not deduct your daily points today... This is the School of Police of the University of Justice, and it is military management. You must understand this matter!"

Thorin stared at Joe fiercely: "Remember, every semester, 100 daily points, once you deduct it, you'll get out of here!"

Qiao suddenly widened his eyes and asked Thorin happily: "If I beat you up, can you help me and directly deduct all my daily points?"

Thorin widened his eyes in shock. He looked at Qiao seriously several times and found that Qiao was really smiling from the bottom of his heart!

Joe is really happy!

He really didn't want to go to this Luo Shi's university... If it weren't for the transfer order of the Police Minister, he wouldn't bother to waste his youth on campus.

If you can be expelled from the Judicial University!

Joe looked at Solin with a 'hehe' smile, and he repeated his question again: "If I beat you up hard? Can you deduct all my daily points at once?"

Thorin also grinned. He took out a notebook, looked at the copper small signboard on the door, opened the notebook, and drew a line of words on it: "Door Room 303, Building 2, Joe Rong Weitu is excellent in the house... Daily points, plus ten!"

Qiao was like thunder, standing there, unable to speak on the spot.

He looked back at his bed, which seemed to be arched by five or six wild boars. His messy appearance was called "Excellent Interior Affairs"?

Thorin laughed wildly, and he shook the notebook in his hand proudly: "Boy, I will say hello to my brothers and take good care of you... The Judicial University is a rigorous, lively, serious and warm university! We will take care of you with the same kindness as our parents, and we will definitely let you feel the warmth of your family!"

Thorin is gone.

He ran to the 304 dormitory next door and kicked the door hard, causing a big stick to make Fangmen Mountain sound.

Mullen and Soder let go of Joe's hand, and they looked at Joe with a complicated expression. Soder suddenly asked him: "You don't know, you really want to be fired, do you?"

Qiao nodded silently.

Soder looked at Joe with great envy: "Awesome...so, your family... don't be afraid of the police station and the court?"

Qiao looked at Soder in shock: "Of course not, the police station and court in Tulun Port are no different from my own...Where? Are you in trouble?"

Soder shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. A cold wind blew in from the open door, and he sneezed suddenly. Soder hurriedly opened the closet and put on a full set of campus uniforms in every possible way.

Qiao also shivered and shivered. He also opened the door, put on his police uniform, and took down the police rank mark on the epaulette.

Mullen and Soder widened their eyes again, and they asked in unison: "Joe, are you an active first-class police lieutenant?"

"Fortunately I am an active policeman, and I have a ready-made uniform myself... Otherwise, I would be really disappointed and disappointed with the Logistics Department of the Judicial University."

Joe patted his shoulders and shrugged: "Mr. Baggio, the secretary of Director Hammer, took me to the logistics office to get a uniform yesterday... But, without a fit, I can't find a uniform that suits me... However, the campus uniform of the Police College is just a serious police uniform... Fortunately, I am an active policeman."

He stuffed a handful of stars in his hand into the drawer of the desk, and Joza put on his armed belt and hung a heavy baton, which was as thick as an ordinary person's arms and more than four feet long, on his belt.

Mullen and Soder looked at each other.

Mr. Baggio, secretary of Director Hammer of the Academic Affairs Office, personally accompanied the fat man to go through the school entrance procedures?

The tall and thin Mullen looked at Joe in awe, and Soder couldn't help but feel a little more enthusiastic: "Joe, hurry up and wash up. Our Police Academy will gather to raise the flag every morning and run and fuck... Your baton seems to be unnecessary on campus."

Qiao was stunned for a moment, touched the baton hanging around her waist, and untied it again.

Half a quarter of an hour later, on the playground in the dormitory area of ​​the Police College, more than a thousand first-year students stood in a neat square formation.

As Lou Guan Solin said, the Police Academy conducts militarized management of students. In addition to the transfer student Qiao, these freshmen have received a month of high-intensity military training after entering the school.

The freshmen lined up very quickly, but instead they were confused and wandering around the crowd.

Mullen, Soder and Joe are both freshmen in the year. With the help of the two, Joe was finally standing in the last row of the team.

Standing in the crowd, Qiao looked around with a strange look.

The four-grade students of the Police Academy lined up in an orderly manner, facing a flagpole standing in the north.

A small military band played the "Imperial Army March", and several flag bearers walked under the flagpole and tied the national flag of the Delun Empire in their hands to the pull rope.

The low and solemn national anthem of the Empire sounded, the flag of the Deren Empire rose slowly, and thousands of students from the Police Academy held their heads and chests raised, and at the same time sang the national anthem of the Empire!

Among the thousands of students, only Qiao opened his mouth blankly, vaguely, and stammered in filling in the numbers.

His fair face turned red and his heart was full of embarrassment.

Tulum Port Intermediate Justice College has similar rituals every morning... But the kind Muteste is here, and Joe has not participated in the morning flag-raising ceremony during his three years of study in the Justice College!

National anthem or something...

It can only be ‘hehe’.

After raising the flag, accompanied by a sharp whistle, senior students were led by junior, sophomore and freshmen, all of whom were in a row, running around the playground in a long line.

Dozens of police college teachers stood by the playground with their hands behind their backs, watching the running students coldly.

Next to these teachers, there were dozens of wolfhounds with black backs, blue belly, thin waist and long legs. These green-eyed guys sat on the ground, with almost as tall as ordinary men above their heads. The long tongue drooped from their mouths, and there was no collar on their necks.

Soder changed positions with his classmates. When he was running and fucking, he happened to be next to Joe.

As the team ran forward, Soder whispered: "Beware of the damn dogs... If anyone falls behind, the instructors will let them out and bite your ass!"

Qiao was silent for a while, and he turned his head to look at the tall and strong wolfdogs, and murmured: "Uncle Ghostly Face will like them... He will definitely love them to death... How did that sentence say?"

"One black, two yellow, three flowers, four white? That's what the Ghostly Uncle said? Although these guys are not pure black, they are also top-notch."

Joe's belly made a thunderous sound. He sucked his saliva hard, and his steps gradually became heavier.

In the playground in front of the dormitory building of the Police Academy, the runway circle is exactly one mile (1609m). Every morning, the students of the Police Academy have to run to six miles before going to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

Qiao covered her empty belly with both hands and followed the team forward with sighs.

The teachers standing on the playground were whispering and laughing.

"That guy is the transfer student arranged by the Minister of Police personally? Then, can he catch up with the criminal?"

"Make a bet, I will beat five Golden Marks, and he can't run these six laps."

"Oh, the great Mu Zai Shang, the fool is making this bet with you... Look at his size, it's really a hell that he can run down a lap."

"Do you want the little guys to help him? How many dogs chase him and bite him, should he be able to run half a lap?"

The teachers laughed and pointed at Qiao.

Gradually, they reached a consensus that Joe could not have run these six laps.

So, how many laps can Joe run?

Two teachers were on the banker, and dozens of teachers were put on the bet.
Chapter completed!