He recognized her?
Ye Jian raised her eyebrows slightly and tilted her head. She looked over as if she was looking at a clown. "Isn't it already enough for to beat you and Cartright?
"Stop trying to put up a fight. You can't beat or my comrades. The losers are provoking the winners again and again. What do you want to say? Do you want to remind us that you're always losers?"
"F*ck you!"
Brieth was completely enraged and started cursing. His voice was not low. Even the instructor heard him clearly.
Song Zhiqiu's expression turned cold. He said viciously, "Brieth, know your place!"
"Of course, I know. And you can only listen!"
Brieth, who was not as powerful as Ye Jian, seed to have a newfound surge of arrogance. He even raised his middle finger.
He thought that everything was fine. Before Song Zhiqiu could do anything, the instructor who had his eyes on him rushed over and grabbed his erect middle finger.
"Ahhh… F*ck, f*ck! Let go, let go!"
Brieth, whose finger was about to break, scread. He knew that the Chinese students wouldn't dare to do anything to him, but he didn't expect the instructor to dare to do sothing to him.
So what if she was an exchange student?
Here, they had to abide by the rules and discipline.
And the instructor had the absolute right to educate him!
The instructor couldn't speak English, so he said in Chinese, "If you don't want your finger, I can snap it off imdiately." Then, he said to Ye Jian, "Translate the original words so that he can understand."
Brieth even cursed. If the instructor didn't teach him a lesson, would he think that the instructors here were just mascots?
Brieth could provoke the Chinese students, but he didn't have the guts to face the instructor.
Especially after listening to Ye Jian's translation, his expression froze.
The instructor let go and turned to Ye Jian. "Find an opportunity to deal with him openly!"
"Yes!"
Song Zhiqiu agreed quickly and suggested softly, "You can arrange free combat from ti to ti. The opportunity is just right."
"It's a compulsory course. There's no need to make too many arrangents. There'll be one tonight." The instructor glanced at Brieth, who was swearing continuously. He didn't ask him to apologize to Ye Jian and Song Zhiqiu. There was no need for an apology from such a person. They would settle it with force!
Brieth didn't know how sad he would be in the days before he left China.
The competing students had to shoot ten bullets at a fixed point and then 20 rounds of bullets while searching and moving forward. They would first complete the shooting at a fixed point. Then, they would shoot while searching and moving forward. All 20 bullets had to be shot 30 ters away from the target.
There were two magazines. One magazine had ten bullets and one magazine had 20 bullets. Ye Jian checked the rifle and the contents of the two magazines.
Brieth, who was a few ters away, finished his inspection and glanced in the direction of the Chinese students. Seeing that she was still inspecting slowly, the habitual contempt on his face appeared again. He didn't maintain it for long. The contempt turned into gloominess, and he tightened his grip on the rifle in his hand.
He was really unwilling to lose to the Chinese students!
"If we shoot later, we'll fire blank cartridge bullets at the Chinese students. Brieth, what do you think will happen?"
"Do you dare?"
Hearing this, Brieth retracted his resentful gaze and stared at Cartright with his protruding eyes. "But I know that the Chinese don't have the right to punish us."
"So…"
"So…"
The two of them communicated silently and understood the madness in each other's eyes.
The Chinese didn't have the right to punish them. They wanted to fight, but it was just a thought. There were still six students from Sedoya in the middle. Even if they wanted to create an accident, they didn't have a chance.
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