Brills, who also turned back, did not just turn his head like the other four students. Holding a rifle, he turned around in a shooting position, and the icy muzzle was aimed somewhere...

Before Cartwright was seen, a pair of strong hands clasped his wrist, and instantly pressed his arm down with force, "Illegal operation, run three kilometers."

The icy gaze seemed to see through what he was trying to do early, and the surprised Brills immediately put down the gun, Chinese instructor? When did he stand behind him?

"I don't think I've violated the rules, I just want to see what happened to my comrades, SO, I can't accept the punishment." He tried to quibble and struggled hard.

The instructor responsible for the daily training and communication of the exchange students is a graduate of the National University of Science and Technology. He has a good English level and can usually act as a translator. Hearing the words, the instructor clenched the rifle and said indifferently: "After shooting, to avoid accidents, immediately remove the magazine. , it's the rules of the game. And you're breaking the rules."

"Don't try to quibble. All the students in the competition are recorded every move. We can slowly watch what you did just now through the camera."

Been filmed?

With a flash of panic in his eyes, Briers stopped talking, shrugged his shoulders, and let go of his grip on the rifle. There was no bullet in his magazine, but he wanted to scare the Chinese students.

Knowing that he could not escape the punishment, Brills became honest temporarily, and looked at Cartwright, who was still screaming and roaring wildly, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted, "What are you doing! Damn, let him go ! Let him go!"

What did he see?

He saw Cartwright being held down by a Chinese instructor, and saw his comrades being abused by a Chinese instructor!

Brill's face twisted instantly.

FUCK! FUCK!!

Just now, he thought about using the last blank bullet to teach the Chinese students a lesson, but he finally gave up. Now, he is very, very regretful of why he gave up!

He should not give up!

If he hadn't given up, he could have shot that damn, abusive Cartwright instructor with one last blank bullet!

Brills, with twisted features, wanted to rush over to rescue Cartwright, staring at his instructor to block his way, "Brills, I don't mind treating you the same way, are you sure you want to rush past me?"

Was the Chinese student seeing him being thrown down by the instructor? Brills swept his gaze around, and he saw that the six Chinese students participating in the competition were staring at him coldly, and he saw that the students of Saido were equally cold, and looked at him with mockery...

Seeing the fierceness in the instructor's eyes again, Brills chose to stay put and gritted his teeth: "I will sue you, I will sue you!"

"Welcome at any time. Before making a complaint, listen to the result of the game."

The instructor spoke lightly, ignoring the so-called "accusation" throughout.

Ye Jian carried his rifle on his back, his eyes as dark as the night seemed to be filled with ice. Before the game, the instructors paid attention to their surroundings in advance. It seemed that Cartwright did make small movements during the shooting, but was stopped in time by the instructors who were keeping an eye on him.

What will he do with the gun?

You don't have to think about it at all, just a little thought.

Empty bombs are also lethal within five meters.

What does Cartwright want to do?

He wanted to use an empty bag to shoot at any Chinese student.

"Tomorrow at the latest, they will be returned to Manfei." Song Zhiqiu's voice was wrapped in coldness and rubbed his ears. His expression and voice were the same, cold and cold.

Good night, good night, good night...

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