Chapter 022 Qiao Zhenggang Got Beaten Again (2/2)



The assembly time was almost over, and Si Yang ran to the queue and saw Pei Tingyu standing on the sidelines.

He was rather stern when he was on the training ground, and his face rarely looked happy.

It feels like everyone looks like trash.

Although there are indeed many idiots in this team, Si Yang still felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he was despised by him.

"What are you dawdling for? An eighty-year-old lady with bound feet can move faster than you—"

Pei Tingyu's nice voice was shouting unpleasant words, and the last person who ran towards the team was kicked in the butt by him.

This guy really kicks people when he disagrees with something.

Pei Tingyu walked with his long legs to the front of the queue and looked down at the queue from a high position.

"stand at attention--"

He shouted out his orders and began to count.

After the roll call, the entire company was present for today's morning exercises, and no one was late.

Pei Tingyu pulled up a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. "It seems that yesterday's corporal punishment was effective. You are not hopeless maggots, but just idiots who only respond to hard things and not soft things."

"What right do you have to insult revolutionary intellectual youth? Just because you're a company commander, do you think you can do whatever you want? This isn't the old society anymore. Where there's oppression, there's resistance."

Just as Pei Tingyu was about to issue a new order, an angry voice of dissatisfaction suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qiao Zhenggang squeezing out of the queue with his fists clenched.

Chen Ziqiang behind him wanted to hold him back, but he was pushed away by him with a palm.

How could a rebellious person like Qiao Zhenggang give in just because he was kicked twice?

He was the champion of the school boxing competition. The reason he was kicked down by Pei Tingyu last time was purely because he was not prepared.

Pei Tingyu can forget about getting the upper hand over him today.

"Hey, isn't this our number one fool?"

Pei Tingyu looked at Qiao Zhenggang walking towards him with a fierce look, and instead of scolding him, he smiled.

"Who are you scolding? These idiots are afraid of you, but I'm not!"

Qiao Zhenggang roared and glared at the people in the queue. His meaning was obviously to mock them for being useless and not daring to unite to resist Pei Tingyu's oppression.

Pei Tingyu's indifferent eyes swept over Qiao Zhenggang's clenched and unclenched fists, and a playful smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Have you practiced?"

Qiao Zhenggang raised the corners of his lips with pride, "Qingfeng Middle School's boxing champion for two consecutive years."

The way Pei Tingyu looked at Qiao Zhenggang was like a wild wolf training its cub.

"Want to practice with me?"

"Am I afraid of you?" Qiao Zhenggang had no advantage in momentum when facing Pei Tingyu, who was half a head taller than him.

But now that I have stepped forward, there is no turning back.

Pei Tingyu raised his palm and said, "Come on then."

Qiao Zhenggang suddenly burst out the anger that had been accumulating for two days, and swung his fist towards Pei Tingyu's jaw.

However, Pei Tingyu remained calm and unmoved his force with a powerful move, and then threw him out with a backhand over his shoulder.

"Boom—" The moment he hit the ground heavily, the ground seemed to tremble.

Everyone in the queue shuddered at the sight.

Qiao Zhenggang didn't believe that he would lose. He must have not performed well just now.

He gritted his teeth, stood up again, and pounced on Pei Tingyu again.

Pei Tingyu looked at him calmly, as if he was looking at a fool.

Qiao Zhenggang's fist suddenly came forward, but was caught by Pei Tingyu's palm.

The next second, Pei Tingyu threw a straight punch at him in the face.

"Boom--" Qiao Zhengang fell straight to the ground, and his vision suddenly went black.

Pei Tingyu turned around and looked at the sweaty people in the queue, called out two male educated youth and ordered: "Carry this idiot to the clinic..." This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)

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