Chapter 93: Infamy on His Back

  What's wrong with having a beard? Damn it, which man doesn't have a beard? If he doesn't have a beard, is he still a man? Then that son of a bitch is either a eunuch or a transvestite.

  Wang Yong thought so strongly, but because of Yue An's reputation for being ruthless to students, he didn't dare utter a word and remained silent, hoping that Yue An would just be a cloud in the sky, occasionally casting a shadow on his own ripples, and quickly shifting his gaze away from his own beard to find trouble with others.

  It's strange but true, the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.

  "What's with your mustache?" Yue An didn't give up on Wang Yong, his two eyes shooting out scorching hot gazes like sulfuric acid as he asked again, his voice loud and severe, shaking the new stadium.

  All the new students who were undergoing military training squeezed over to Wang Yong's side, wanting to see what was happening and how it would end. In an instant, Wang Yong, with his small mustache, became the center of the universe.

  Wang Yong is not very old, but he has some experience in society and is known as a smooth talker. He has also seen some big brothers and little rascals. Therefore, he is also a person who will fight at the slightest provocation, although his attack power is not strong, but he can be considered a number one figure.

  At this time, he was annoyed by Yue An and couldn't bear his temper. He revealed his true nature as a small oil seller and said: "All men grow beards." His words were not wrong at all, but obviously, the object of his speech was wrong.

  "Why don't you shave it off?" Yue An asked coldly.

  "Reporting to the instructor, I won't shave. I've lived this big and never shaved."

  He wasn't joking, from the time his body developed and he grew a beard. Normally, he would just use small scissors to trim the edges of his beard, keeping the main part intact. He really had never used a razor blade to shave, not even once.

  "Can't even shave?" Yue An sneered, suddenly stretching out his right hand in front of Wang Yong, his thumb and index finger closing together to pinch one of Wang's whiskers, then yanking it down with a sudden force.

  "Ah!" Wang Yong let out a mournful cry as his beard was suddenly pulled off by Yue An.

  "Want a shave?" Yue An slowly wiped the whisker between his fingers on Wang Yong's jacket.

  "Sorry, sir, I don't know how to shave. I've never shaved before." Wang Yong was stirred up and spoke loudly without thinking.

  "Can't?" Yue Anfeng quickly reached out, using his thumb and index finger to pluck several of Wang Yong's whiskers, wiping them on his clothes.

  "Ah, ah, ah, ah." Wang Yong let out a series of painful cries under Yue An's strong and powerful toxic hand, like a pig being slaughtered. Tears also burst forth from his eyes as he cried out in pain.

  The classmates around him heard his cry, frightened and scared to pee. Unconsciously licking the upper lip, he found that his beard had been shaved clean, and a heart slowly fell from mid-air.

  Xiao Xiao and Lu Teng watched Yue An's methods, earlier he angrily hit Li Wei, now he was pulling his whiskers, damn it. Even if you are an instructor, military training is your duty, but beating and pulling whiskers, it's simply too cruel, everyone met for the first time, who's afraid of whom?

  "Reporting to the instructor, not shaving is not a mistake. Moreover, the more you shave, the more hair grows, it's better not to shave at all."

  Lu Peng saw Xiao Xiao making a move, as brothers they would not leave each other behind. With knives inserted in his armpits, he closely followed and loudly shouted: "Reporting to the instructor, our bodies are given by our parents, not shaving our beards is a sign of respect for our parents."

  Xiao Xiao and Lu Teng's sudden appearance on behalf of Wang Yong shocked everyone.

  "Oh? You two." Yue An heard that someone had actually stood up to criticize his actions, and immediately walked in front of Xiao Xiao and Lu Feng.

  Ruan Qiang's mouth drooped, thinking to himself: "You two kids, brandishing big knives in front of Guan Gong, wanting to alter the book of life and death in front of Yan Wang, aren't you looking for death? I'm afraid you'd rather die than live."

  Lan Xin, Liao Gang and Fan Hao, three instructors from the Art Academy, also turned around upon hearing someone questioning Yue An's behavior, wondering what kind of person would say such a thing.

  The people around who were training also turned their eyes, and they all wanted to see what kind of person this idiot was, who knew that there were tigers on the mountain but still ventured into the tiger's lair, daring to offend and provoke General Yue Fei.

  Niú Míng and Mǎ Qìng, standing not far away, still holding their mobile phones, saw the long-awaited little demon Xiāo Xiāo finally stand up, something was about to happen, but they didn't know what it was, only that it would be thrilling. Their interest grew stronger, and they continued filming, not wanting to miss this unforgettable moment.

  Yue An stood in front of Xiao Xiao and Lu Feng, standing still for a moment before suddenly using both hands to blow away their hats, revealing the unique yellow explosive hair and red long hair on top of their heads.

  The students around the training ground took a cold breath. This cold breath was in praise and concern for Xiao Xiao and Lu Feng. The praise was for their styling, which was so free and easy, not ordinary at all, no wonder they could stand up for their classmates, their righteousness was as thin as cloud. The worry was that Wang Yong's two small mustaches were just plucked by Yue An, and now this yellow hair and red hair, weren't they going to be plucked bald by Yue An?

  Yue An didn't bat an eyelid at the two people's colored hair, calm as a quiet lake. He ordered them: "Pick up your hats and wrap your hair tightly. Not a single strand is allowed to show."

  Xiao Xiao and Lu Ting saw that Yue An did not attack the two of them, so they carefully picked up their hats and stuffed all their hair into them, this time stuffing it in carefully, without a single strand showing.

  At this time, it has been about 40 or 50 minutes since the start of military training. Students from other departments have begun to disperse and rest. They sit comfortably on the ground, take out water and drinks prepared in advance, and look at their classmates from the Academy of Arts who are standing still like wooden stakes, as if watching a play.

  The students of the Art Academy felt exhausted to the extreme, if they stood for one more minute, they would die immediately. Especially when compared with the original suffering and other colleges' students, they felt they were dying faster, with one foot already stepping into the underworld.

  "Thanks to these two classmates of yours, you will maintain your standing position for another half hour!" Yue An's lips moved up and down like a knife, shouting out this despairing sentence.

  Every student in the Art Academy heard this and each of them cursed Yue An with the most vulgar insults they had ever known, deep within their hearts. Of course, there were also some who blamed Xiao Xiao and Lu Feng for meddling in other people's business and dragging everyone into trouble.

  Xiao Xiao and Lu Teng suddenly had a burning fire in their hearts, they wanted to impulsively shout out that we should be punished, so as not to implicate innocent people. However, just as the two of them were about to speak up, they saw Yue An raising his head, coldly smiling at them.

  That cold smile was telling Xiao and Lu: You're not afraid of being beaten, are you? Fine, I won't use force to deal with you, I'll use the rules to move you. If you dare shout again, I'll let your classmates stand with you for another half hour, and let these two heroes bear the infamy.