"Where I say thank you, I'll see you."

Su Haoran waved his hand and said seriously: "Today I will leave my words here. From now on, at the Provincial Military Engineering College, no one is qualified to look down on Class 4 of Advanced Research Institute."

While speaking, Su Haoran stretched out his right hand towards Gu Chongyang.

"good!"

The two big hands were held together with force. Gu Chongyang's emotions became extremely excited at this moment, and his voice was slightly choked and said, "With your words, I believe that no one in the fourth class will dare to insult you."

"Bad bastard! What do you think you are?"

Just at this moment, Ye Zifeng suddenly pounced on Su Haoran, swung his fist with the howling wind, and shouted viciously: "I will kill you today in the garbage from the Zlag Soldiers Shelter."

It has to be admitted that Ye Zifeng's strength is really terrifying. He was less than 25 years old and actually reached the level of a master. This punch hit the extreme boxing furnace. The fist has not yet hit Su Haoran, but the ultimate fist strength locked Su Haoran and Gu Chongyang at the same time.

However!

Su Haoran raised his knees, turned his hips, and a standard side kick passed under his arm, and his 43-yard thigh stomped hard under Ye Zhifeng's armpit.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes were watching. The top student in the third class of Advanced Learning, when he attacked first, his fist stopped half a foot in front of Su Haoran, and then he flew backwards as if he was hit by a high-speed armored vehicle.

"Damn it, I lost instantly!"

"Is this man really from the slag soldier shelter? It's understandable that he used a brick to attack him just now, but how could he kick Ye Zhifeng away in the face of the head-on situation?"

"No, the fourth class of Advanced Research should not have such a ruthless talent. Isn't this scientific?"

For a moment, the originally chaotic cafeteria became completely quiet.

With a dull pounce, Ye Zifeng fell seven or eight meters away, and after landing, he rubbed more than two meters away on the ground.

"Damn it, damn it."

Ye Zhifeng's body curled up in pain, his facial features were disorganized and undisciplined, but his mouth was still cursing: "I was careless for a moment and was kicked by the scumbag soldier. I didn't hide just now! Dead boy, don't leave if you have the habit, I want to fight you again."

Su Haoran looked at him with a contemptuous look, with his hands on his back, and his face was full of sarcasm.

"presumptuous!"

At the same time, an angry shout rang out.

The head teacher of the third class of Advanced Learning School actually arrived. The celebrity teacher rushed forward and pulled Ye Zhifeng up.

When he saw the teacher coming, Ye Zhifeng was like a wronged child. When he saw his parents, he raised his hand and pointed at Su Haoran and said loudly: "Teacher, you are right. This kid is too arrogant. As a waste from the scumbag soldier shelter, he dares to hit me."

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, the teacher in Class 3 swung his hand and slapped Ye Zhifeng in the face with a loud big slap.

Ye Zhifeng was beaten to the point of tilting his body and fell heavily in the seat beside him.

"Teacher, why did you hit me?" Ye Zhifeng raised his hand to cover his face, and he took a while to ask this question.

The teacher in Class 3 shouted with a cold face: "You kid is not only presumptuous but also stupid. Do you know who he is? Do you dare to fight him again?"

"Who he loves!" Ye Zifeng also got up and shouted angrily.

"Okay, okay, the number one top student in my class is really promising."

The teacher in Class 3 sneered repeatedly, and then made a gesture of invitation: "Then you keep fighting. If you can really beat Su Haoran, I will call you teacher in the future."

"What's wrong with Su Haoran... No..."

Ye Zhifeng yelled with his chest outstretched, but the first half of the sentence was still very loud, but the second half was too late.

At the same time, the name Su Haoran was like a bomb, instantly exploding the quiet canteen.

"So he is Su Haoran!"

"On the first day of admission, he became the first in the strength list, the first in the speed list, the first in the sniper list, and the first in the martial arts list. No wonder he was able to defeat Ye Zhifeng in one move. This is a myth!"

"Ye Zhifeng is miserable enough. This iron plate kicked too strong today!"

The surroundings rushed towards Ye Zhifeng like a tide.

A wave of humiliation and unwillingness hit his heart, prompting Ye Zhifeng to clench his fists again and again.

Su Haoran's eyes were still contemptuous, and even said arrogantly: "I just said, I will slap my classmate, I will slap your right leg. But for the sake of the teacher's shame, remember your leg first. If you don't want it, take action now."

"I... can't beat you."

Ye Zhifeng sucked his strength a few times, but in the end he was like a deflated ball, he finally didn't dare to wave his fist at Su Haoran again.

"Coward."

Su Haoran waved his hand and said, "Get away, as long as I come to the cafeteria for dinner in the future, you will be fifty meters away from me in the end, otherwise you will hit you once when you see you."

Ye Zhifeng nodded, turned around and left.

But just as he turned around, he saw the teacher looking at his eyes, his eyes full of disappointment.

Most importantly, as he completed the turn, he saw a figure that kept him dreaming about.

This is a top beauty wearing snow-white fur and white boots on her knees.

Although she is only 1.65 meters tall, she has the awesome charm of turning any vulgar things into her own background painting, and she is the only protagonist in the painting.

Just seeing this beauty, Ye Zhifeng's figure suddenly fell in place.

"The No. 1 Beauty in the Academy, Xia Xiaoxiao!"

"Don't she never come to the cafeteria for dinner? Why did she come today?"

"It must be because of Su Haoran. Did he forget the post he posted on the forum and say that he wanted to have a baby for Su Haoran?"

Just because of Xia Xiaoxiao's appearance, there was another commotion in the entire cafeteria.

Why!

The teacher in Class 3 sighed and said, "Sure enough, all genius students can cause trouble. Su Haoran is a headache. This little aunt is causing trouble again."

After saying this, the teacher in Class 3 retreated slightly and quietly left the cafeteria.

"summer……"

When Xia Xiaoxiao walked to Ye Zhifeng, he spoke with great excitement, but the No. 1 beauty in the academy ignored his existence and actually walked around him.

"You are Su Haoran?" Xia Xiaoxiao's pair of bright and bright eyes that were as bright as a mirror, looked at Su Haoran without blinking.

As students of the advanced research class of the Military Academy, they are actually elite soldiers who have been recommended from major military regions. Even girls have cut their hair short and long hair.

But Xia Xiaoxiao is different. Her long hair is like a waterfall, and she leaps from the back of her head and goes straight to her back. The most distinctive thing is that her hair color is not the black common to Chinese people, but the soft and bright natural brown.

Su Haoran said: "It's me, is there something wrong?"

Seeing that Su Haoran admitted his identity, Xia Xiaoxiao raised her right hand and covered her mouth lightly, and smiled sweetly. She was so beautiful that she showed a hint of girlish reserve. Even Su Haoran, who was used to seeing beautiful women, had a moment of heartbeat when she saw Xia Xiaoxiao like this.

Immediately afterwards, this beautiful woman with peerless charm actually took the initiative to hold one of Su Haoran's arm and said happily like an old friend who had known each other for many years: "I have something to tell you, let's go out and chat alone."

"Hey, I haven't eaten!" Su Haoran took a step back and secretly pulled back the arm that was held by Xia Xiaoxiao.

"Go out to eat, I'll treat you." Xia Xiaoxiao stepped forward again to hold his arm.

"Don't be so close to me, I'm not familiar with you." Su Haoran took a step back again.

The two deliberately alienated Xia Xiaoxiao and Su Haoran's behavior almost made many onlookers curse, and a strong sense of envy and jealousy spread in the cafeteria.

Xia Xiaoxiao was also very annoyed and stomped her feet and said, "Hey, why are you so confused about the charm? Do you hate me?"

ah!

Before Su Haoran could reply, a classmate behind him suddenly hugged his head with both hands and fell to the ground screaming.

"It's over, Duan Ge's ptsd committed."

"I should have pulled him away just now. He saw the blood. Damn Ye Zhifeng, this blood was what he just vomited."

"Duan Ge, hold on for a while, we will take you to the infirmary immediately."

Gu Chongyang and others lifted the thin young man and ran out quickly.

"Wait a moment!"

Su Haoran turned around and stopped everyone, with a golden light flashing in his eyes. At the same time, he raised his right hand and twisted out three golden needles.

"Su Haoran, can you still treat the disease?" The girl from Class 4 asked curiously.

Su Haoran held Duan Ge and asked him to sit on the ground. At the same time, three golden needles pierced into three major acupoints on his gallbladder meridian at the same time.

"In your opinion, ptsd is a neurological disease, but in my opinion, stress response disorder is caused by the stimulation of emotional factors in a special environment."

While explaining, Su Haoran twisted out three golden needles again.

He used the Six Holy Needles of the Nandou among the Thirteen Needles of Longmen to cooperate with Yuanshi's true energy to sort out Duan Ge's meridians again and again.

Gradually, Duan Ge's painful expression began to disappear, and his yellow face gradually regained his blushing.

"What is the reason why you have ptsd?" Su Haoran asked while continuing to use the needle.

Duan Ge sighed lightly: "In the rain forest in the south, my troops are always fighting with Southeast Asian mercenaries and drug lords. I am an excellent sniper and like to kill the enemy by surrounding points and hitting aid, but once..."

According to Duan Ge, there were not a thousand or eight hundred drug dealers who died under his gun, but in one operation, he was hit by a sharpshooter of a mercenary.

As a result, the opponent also used the tactic of surrounding points to attack and aided his comrades and kept hurting them to save his comrades.
To be continued...