In just three days, the student movement at Jiangcheng Martial Arts School has become increasingly heated.

Thanks to Chang Mengyuan's unparalleled execution ability, various lobbying activities, Lu Hongzhuang's influence, and the participation of teachers and students from all walks of life, the snowball has already started rolling.

Even Jiangcheng's law enforcement team came over to inquire about the situation, maintain order, and avoid more violent conflicts.

Wei Long and Chu Yao had a fierce quarrel.

The team leader of the law enforcement team had never imagined that Chu Yao would grow to this level in such a short time.

It's not a growth in strength.

It's the growth of mind, skills and fighting spirit.

He is a very traditional and conservative person.

They expressed strong dissatisfaction with this student activity, which was radical in nature despite being in accordance with the rules.

At one point, he even wanted to take action and arrest the leaders.

However, due to some considerations, he finally gave up.

"You'd better prove that you're right."

Before leaving, he left a last word to Chu Yao.

Things have come to this point, and the little affection they had in the past has naturally disappeared.

Chu Yao was speechless.

…

Jiang Jinghong also came.

He has a good personal relationship with the old principal and also has a decent personal relationship with Chu Yao.

In addition to his past experiences, he temporarily maintains a neutral attitude towards this matter.

He simply gave the evaluation of "too much sharpness, but lack of strategy".

Chu Yao nodded silently in acceptance.

indeed.

I handled this matter very recklessly.

I really just rushed over.

In terms of means, he still lacks sophistication and tact.

It's an inevitable side effect of being young itself.

…

Jiangcheng Martial Arts School.

Suddenly an uninvited guest came to the door.

He was a cripple, and his limp was severe. His right leg from the waist down was completely gone.

Even though he was so lame, he didn't use crutches.

One leg was walking steadily, while the other half of the trouser leg was fluttering.

The lame man looked to be in his fifties, with gray hair on his temples, a dusty face, messy hair, a cigarette in his mouth, and cloudy eyes.

But those rough big hands seemed extremely powerful and huge, at least twice as big as an ordinary person's.

He stood at the gate and watched silently for a while.

The students organized by Chang Mengyuan were distributing leaflets containing Chu Yao and Lu Hongzhuang's recruitment declaration, as well as a condemnation of the old principal.

Taking a flyer thrown on the ground, the lame man looked at it for a while, folded it silently, and then walked towards the gate.

"Why?"

"Who?"

"Register."

The guard called out to him.

The lame man nodded, his lips twitching slightly, revealing a harmless smile, and then he took out an ID from his pocket.

When the guard saw the certificate, he was stunned for a moment, and then his back bent instantly.

"Please."

"You... please come in."

I even stuttered when I spoke.

There was unparalleled admiration in his eyes.

This certificate, called the First Class Warrior Medal Certificate, was issued thirty years ago.

At that time, the Warrior Medal had not yet evolved into a medal and was still a paper certificate.

This is a veteran with great military achievements.

The lame man took back his ID, nodded, stood up and walked towards the door. His steps looked like some strange pace. He didn't even lift his feet, and moved forward like a normal person.

When he met students on the road looking at him and whispering, he remained unmoved and did not even look away.

The lame man walked all the way towards the teaching building.

Got downstairs.

He stood like a javelin.

Raise your hand and salute.

Then, a super loud and powerful voice rolled across the entire campus like thunder.

"Report to the old squad leader!"

"Guard Pei Donglai from Jiangcheng Squad 34 reports to you!"

The clanging sound, with a certain sound of golden thunder, attracted the attention of countless people.

An invisible aura suddenly emanated from the lame Pei Donglai, powerful and tragic.

Many students stopped to watch.

"Huh? Isn't this..."

Someone exclaimed.

"Not what?"

"Isn't that the lame guy who sells breakfast? He's at the intersection on Jiefang Road. He pushes his stall out every morning and sells fried dough sticks. They're delicious."

"Jiangcheng Class 34?"

"Fuck?"

"Isn't Jiangcheng Class 34 the iron-blooded class in Jiangcheng's history? The first group of explorers to conquer small worlds? The current military leaders, our principal, and the captain of the law enforcement team all graduated from that class."

…

Hearing this, the students suddenly fell silent.

This lame man is like a living legend.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are the founders of Jiangcheng.

Not every young man who slays a dragon will eventually grow into a new evil dragon. Some are still young, even though they are old.

Upstairs in the teaching building.

The floor-to-ceiling window in Jiang Hong's office opened a little.

He stuck his head out.

"What are you arguing about?"

"You're the only one with the loudest voice!"

“Come up!”

So the lame Pei Donglai, like a green recruit, scratched his head embarrassedly, then pushed the ground hard with his only remaining left foot and soared into the sky.

He went straight in through the window.

Crash!

He accidentally touched a piece of glass, which shattered and fell down.

The group of students below were stunned and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The lame guy is unexpectedly cute in contrast.

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