Hao Gang didn't stay long before leaving!
Everyone knew that Hao Gang had been sent out on a solo mission, but no one knew what the mission was!
Ye Wanying stood on the balcony, looking out the window, her mind in turmoil, far from calm!
Or should we just let it go?
No, no, no!
If I pretend I know nothing, I'll feel uneasy!
So, should we just go and apologize?
Um, it still doesn't work. I'm so embarrassed.
So what should we do?
The incredibly pretentious Queen Ye was racking her brains, but she couldn't think of a good way to express her gratitude without apologizing!
.............
Two hours have passed in the office, but the cold pressure shows no sign of weakening; in fact, it seems to be increasing!
Instructor Zhao was holding a report and was about to discuss it with the regimental commander, but as soon as he reached the corner, he decided to evacuate!
High-energy warning ahead! Let's head back first!
No wonder I felt a chill in the office earlier. Damn, who dared to provoke the King of Hell?
"Hello, instructor!"
Suddenly, just as Lao Zhao was about to leave, several male soldiers on guard duty shouted excitedly, "Damn it, unless they did it on purpose, they must be stupid!"
Zhao Shuai stared at the group of people over there, clearly intending to settle scores later!
However, if people had to choose between life and death, probably everyone would choose the former, right?
Offending the instructor might only mean running five kilometers, but offending the King of Hell inside means certain death!
so....
"Commander, the political instructor is here!" a soldier shouted loudly towards the closed door!
Sure enough, a cold voice soon came from inside:
"Let him in here!"
Old Zhao took a few steps forward, tears welling in his eyes. When he reached the door, he knocked with trembling hands: "Knock..."
"Come in!"
Before entering, Old Zhao glared fiercely at the guards outside before pushing the door open and going in!
Sure enough, as soon as I entered, I saw that the room was filled with smoke and smelled of smoke!
"Boss, didn't you quit smoking?"
The man standing at the window frowned slightly before glancing at the cigarette butt on the ground.
In fact, most of these cigarettes burned out on their own.
Because I made a promise to a certain woman!
Frustrated, he threw down the half-smoked cigarette and unbuttoned the top few buttons of his military uniform: "Old Zhao, haven't we had a long time to practice?"
Snap!
The sound of a heart shattering!
Can I refuse?
The "practice" that the boss is talking about is definitely not just practice, okay?
Zhao Shuai involuntarily took a step back, but could he really escape?
The answer is: Of course not!
A minute later, those outside could clearly hear the instructor's screams coming from inside!
"Holy crap, go easy on me, don't hit my face!"
"Boss, please spare me! There are still so many documents to sign in the office, and I can't afford to lose this hand!"
Bang! Snap! Thump thump thump!
Those outside couldn't help but close their eyes, silently mourning for the instructor: praying that he would come out upright!
When Ye Wanying brought over the boiled pear soup, she clearly heard these horrific sounds and looked suspiciously at the guards:
"What's going on here?" I asked.
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, it's alright. It's just the regimental commander and the political instructor giving each other guidance inside!"
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