Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again!

The sharp-eyed young man narrowed his bloodshot eyes slightly, and said coldly, "What are you? How dare you ask us in such a tone?"

When the five teenagers saw this, their expressions were haughty, and they looked at Si Luo with cold smiles on the corners of their mouths, their eyes made people extremely uncomfortable.

Si Luo was slightly taken aback, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

How long has it been since she heard this pretending line?

This indirectly reminded her that the students of Huiyue College were all part of the second generation of Fighting Dad.

She stretched out her hand abruptly, grabbed the boy by the collar roughly, and pulled him to her as if she was carrying a chicken.

Si Luo approached him, locked his unbelievable face with colder and more aggressive eyes than his, and said slowly:

"Boy, if you still want to leave this place, I advise you to be more respectful!"

The boy's eyes widened, and he roared in disbelief: "Why should I show respect to you inferior people?!"

The mouths of the other teenagers immediately opened into a "0" shape, as if they didn't expect the mere soldiers to be so bold and dare to confront them like this.

Si Luo's eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he said word by word, sonorously: "Our blood was intended to be spilled on the battlefield, but now we risked our lives to come here to save you, we don't need you to be grateful , but the minimum respect, basic courtesy as a human being, should be given, right?"

The boy didn't seem to have thought that Si Luo would say that, his pupils shrank slightly.

"You are not worthy!"

He uttered a sentence stiffly, and then struggled unwillingly, using all the strength in his body, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he couldn't break away Si Luo's hand that was tightening around his neckline.

When Ah Tian and everyone in the team heard this, their eyes couldn't help but heat up.

Thinking of the days that are not human these days, and looking at the ungrateful and sneering looks of these teenagers who risked their lives to rescue them, they felt chills all over their bodies and felt angry.

"What about you? Do you think so too?"

Si Luo pushed the boy to the ground hard, then turned to look at the other nine people, his eyes were terribly cold.

The four girls looked at Si Luo's handsome face, subconsciously shook their heads with tears in their eyes, their pitiful appearance made people feel pity.

The other five teenagers glanced at the boy who was thrown to the ground and screamed in pain, pursed their lips, their faces were gloomy, and did not answer Si Luo's question.

Si Luo curled up one corner of his mouth mockingly, ignored the boys directly, glanced at the four poor girls, and hooked his fingers.

"Come here four of you, come with us, and I will take you home!"

The four girls looked at the boys in fear, bit their lips, and trotted behind Si Luo in a tacit understanding.

The teenagers were trembling with anger: "How dare you!"

The girls seemed to have been greatly frightened, their bodies shook, and they lowered their heads in fear.

Si Luo glanced at them coldly, not showing off his anger.

As soon as their expressions changed, they immediately closed their mouths, as still as chilling cicadas.

"As for you guys, hehe, I don't think we need the help of low-level people like us. You'd better stay in the Mulin and enjoy the sense of superiority as high-level people!"

Hearing this, the teenagers' faces turned pale.

The young man who fell hard struggled to stand up from the ground, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "How dare you! My father is Nanyue, the chief punishment officer! If he knows that Tianying has treated me like this, you will all die. Not only that, but your generals can't stand alone!"