Chapter 43: Why Whisper to Each Other

  This day quickly passed, and Ye Binglan still attended history class, in order to monitor Xing Luo. As for Xing Luo's gang, Ye Binglan naturally knew about it at the first time, but did not intervene. Although Xing Luo was known as the King of Assassins, he was still a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old.

  However, the name Xing Luo spread to the ears of all the big flags in the shortest time, and even two of the three big flags in Zhong Yi felt quite shocked.

  Yu Haoshi and Mo Binyi also heard about it, but just smiled and ignored it.

  Friday passed by just as quietly, and when the weekend arrived, Xing Luo also welcomed his first weekend holiday in life. What comforted Xing Luo was that, yeah, this holiday was still spent with the beautiful young lady.

  What a tragedy for Xing Luo is that, since Sunday afternoon was the start of military training, on Saturday, Xing Luo had to accompany his older sister to buy military training supplies and reluctantly took on the role of bodyguard and helper.

  "Sister, can we take a break? It's just military training, do we need to buy so many things?" Xing Luo sighed and raised the bag in his hand.

  Zhang Xi Yu glanced at Xing Luo and said, "This time the military training is going to be held at the De Yu base. It's different from what we did in middle school, so we must prepare thoroughly."

  "But you don't need to buy so much, do you?" Xing Luo's eyes widened instantly, and he raised the snacks and drinks in his hand. Is this military training? Are they preparing for a food festival or something?

  "Oh, there's nothing to eat in the fridge, and I'll buy some snacks for myself too, so I might as well get them together." Zhang Xi Yu shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently.

  I'm exhausted. Xing Luo was instantly complaining, these days, bodyguards are not just bodyguards, but also nannies! Fortunately, my buddy has a strong physique, otherwise he really couldn't withstand the torture from this little miss.

  After buying things and going back, Xing Luo's first move was to stuff these things into the refrigerator, while those few bags of snacks were directly thrown to Zhang Xi Yu, then rushed to his bedroom, quickly stripped off all his clothes, fell on the bed, and slept soundly.

  The big sister was even more unfinished, after all, girls have immunity to shopping and the like, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of tiredness.

  The next day, Sunday afternoon, Xing Luo and Zhang Xi Yu arrived at school, boarded their own bus, and headed to the Moral Education Base for new student military training.

  Seeing this base filled with a military atmosphere, Xing Luo's heart was also slightly excited, no way, who let his bones be filled with blood and gunpowder, and he had just stepped into the world, his body still had many restless factors.

  However, this time I followed the students of Class 3, Grade 1 to the Moral Education Base, not the class teacher, but the history teacher, Ye Binglan!

  Ye Binglan, in order to monitor Xing Luo and prevent him from getting into trouble, also told the school that she would follow the students of Class 3, Grade 1. The school administration was vaguely aware of Ye Binglan's special identity, so they agreed. During these days of military training, Ye Binglan had a hard time. She could naturally feel the atmosphere in the moral education base, which was filled with soldiers and was solemn.

  This must also make Xing Luo, who has been growing up in bloodshed since childhood, feel particularly familiar and excited.

  "This is Huaxia." Ye Bingyu walked to Xing Luo's side and whispered a warning.

  He glanced at this stinker, Xing Luo directly put the burden on his shoulders and walked forward without looking back.

  Ye Binglan was so angry that her teeth were itching, her silver teeth biting with a crisp sound, and her beautiful eyes had a hint of anger. Xing Luo's stature was too big for her. But Xing Luo's strength and reputation far surpassed hers, so Ye Binglan could only shift her gaze to Zhang Xi Yu.

  Zhang Xi Yu also met Ye Bing Lan's gaze, nodded and walked to Xing Luo's side, saying in a low voice: "Be good for these five days, don't get into trouble for me, otherwise, I'll let Dad beat you up."

  I'm screwed. Xing Luo cursed inwardly, snorted and said: "Don't try to intimidate me with that old man, I won't necessarily lose to him in a fight... Young lady, don't listen to outsiders' gossip, I'm very calm."

  Just a moment ago, Xing Luo was visibly dissatisfied, but when he saw Zhang Xi Yu stop in his tracks and glare at him with her cold eyes, Xing Luo's expression changed instantly, forcing a smile on his face.

  Not far away, Ye Binglan also saw this scene and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. In the majestic Zunwang Pavilion, there was actually a timid side.

  Helped the young lady carry her bags, Xing Luo directly walked to the gathering place, with a hopeful expression, she looked around and thought, "Hmm, this empty space is quite large."

  Before long, there were twenty or so people wearing neat and tidy military uniforms, marching in neat steps, with their heads held high and chests out, loud voices, walking to the front of each class.

  These people will be our instructors for the next five days!

  A man dressed in neat military uniform, with a stern expression and an air of authority, marched into Class 3 of the first year high school students. His serious face said: "From today on, I will be leading your training, and from today on, you, Class 3 of the first year high school, will be called Third Platoon. You can call me Third Platoon Leader, do you understand?"

  "Got it."

  "I didn't hear it, did you?" the instructor bellowed suddenly.

  "Got it." Upon hearing this, the entire third row of Class 3... no, the whole class responded in unison with a slight tremble in their bodies and somewhat serious expressions.

  "Alright now, pick up your luggage, quick march, let's go!" The instructor scanned the three rows of people, then turned right and led them away with a quick march.

  Upon hearing this, the three rows of people were shocked and their bodies trembled slightly. Xing Luo was also sharp-eyed and saw that Zhang Xi Yu was struggling to carry his luggage, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. Wasn't it obvious? He had stuffed so many clothes and daily necessities into his luggage, wasn't it incredibly heavy?

  Helpless, Xing Luo could only stretch out his hand to pick up Zhang Xi Yu's luggage and put it on his shoulder, smiling slightly: "Young lady, let me, your bodyguard, do this rough work."

  Zhang Xi Yu's pretty face flushed slightly red, but she didn't act coquettishly and just nodded slightly.

  "Huh?"

  The instructor's eyes were sharp, and he had also seen the scene of Xing Luo and Zhang Xi Yu. A surge of pain and anger rose in his heart, and he immediately turned around to look at the two of them, shouting angrily: "You two, step out!"

  For a moment, everyone in the three rows focused their attention on Xing Luo and Zhang Xi Yu. The two were also slightly startled, not understanding why the instructor had suddenly acted this way, but they still walked out obediently.

  "What were you whispering about just now?" The instructor glared at them with wide eyes.