chapter 12 All this has nothing to do with us

On TikTok, there are fitness gurus who perform various fancy push-ups.
Even the one-finger push-up is not unheard of.
But usually, it's done with the index finger.
Castor amazed them all by performing several dozen push-ups using just his little finger, stunning the ordinary folks!
He could have done no-arm push-ups if he didn't fear scaring them too much.
"What kind of person are you?"
After Castor stood up, the young instructor looked at him in astonishment, as if seeing a monster.
Castor couldn't think of a good explanation, so he borrowed Orion's words and said, "I work out and play basketball every day, and gradually my physical fitness reached this level."
"..." The young instructor turned his head to glance at Orion.
"This brat, is he deliberately making a fool of me!" Orion was so angry he gritted his teeth.
Especially when he noticed that Layla, the beauty of their medical department, was looking at Castor with admiration, he felt even more annoyed.
"Who would have thought Castor was so fierce? No wonder he dared to fight a senior!"
Fatty Scott and Altair exchanged shocked looks.
"Instructor, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
Castor got up from the ground and started walking away.
"Wait!"
The young instructor quickly followed, sweating profusely, explaining to Castor that he was just joking and he couldn't really skip military training.
Castor immediately became displeased.
What did he mean?
He wouldn't have wanted the spotlight if not for the other party setting this bet!
In the end, the matter reached the chief instructor.
Considering the reputation, the chief instructor actually allowed Castor to skip military training exceptionally.
"This kid has something, not displaying any signs of fear in front of me…"
After Castor left contentedly, the chief instructor in his forties looked at his back and muttered.
"Chief Instructor, is this really okay? I'm worried other students will have thoughts if they find out," the young instructor expressed his concern.
"Complaints? What complaints!"
The chief instructor, hands behind his back and exuding authority, declared, "If any of them can do ten one-finger push-ups, they don't have to do military training either. I've said it!"
"Yes!"
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After strolling outside for a while, changing his clothes, Castor went to the campus supermarket and bought a box of ice cream, eating it as he walked.
"Isn't that Delyna and Follia?"
Passing by the basketball court, he saw two familiar faces and chose a shady spot to sit down.
It was the military training spot for Class 1 of the performance major, and was indeed full of beauties.
But he wasn't there specifically to watch the beauties, he just wanted to sit and finish his ice cream.
"Strange, wouldn't Silas be able to easily use a little connection so that Delyna doesn't have to suffer under the sun?"
"Is he deliberately toughening her up?"
While eating his ice cream, Castor took out his phone to play.
"Delyna, look, isn't that Brother Armstrong? Why doesn't he have to do military training?"
Soon, Follia spotted Castor.
Delyna looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy under the shade of a tree eating ice cream, indeed, it was that violent maniac!
Damn it!
She was baking in the sun while this guy was eating ice cream!
Was he intentionally retaliating against her, this jerk!
The day quickly came to an end. Castor unknowingly fell asleep under the tree. Since he wasn't in uniform, the instructors thought he was a second-year student and didn't bother him.
"Brother Nox, that kid Castor is weird, next time we should call more people and teach him a good lesson!" Elio's voice came through.
"Last time it was a mishap in my training, next time I see him, I'll beat him to death!" This was Nox’s voice.
The two walked side by side past Castor, not noticing him.
They picked up several friends and two pretty juniors they had just met, planning to go to a bar to have fun.
But just two streets away from the school gate, a large group of armed thugs emerged from an alley and surrounded them.
"Damn, Brother Nox, what's going on?"
Elio was so scared he shuddered and quickly hid behind Nox.
Nox was also terrified, swallowing several times and said, "Don't panic! Don't panic, gang fights are common, it has nothing to do with us! We just pretend we didn't see anything and sneak away."
"Go, go, go! Hurry!"
Led by Nox, they moved towards the alley entrance while being watched by everyone.
The alley was eerily quiet.
"Brother Nox, I... I feel something is not right..."
Elio said tremblingly, "I feel like they are all looking at us."
"Shut up!"
Nox just turned around to scold him when he saw a blonde thug in a floral shirt and holding a machete, who kicked him in the face!
Whack!
He was kicked to the ground.
"So you're Nox, huh? I heard you're tough, even beat our Lunar and Stellan of our gang, impressive!"
The blonde thug pointed the knife at him.
"No, no, big brother, you got the wrong person, I'm not the one you're looking for..."
Nox, with a nosebleed, kept shaking his head.
Two minions immediately searched his pockets and found his ID card.
The blonde thug looked at it, snapped it in half, and threw it on his face, "Brothers, this is Nox! Get him!"
The scene turned chaotic.
Fifty-six thugs rushed forward. Tyson and Nagano couldn't hold them off, let alone Nox.
Even Elio and his friends were beaten up.
"Ha ha ha ha, Nox Murphy from Greenville University Sanda Society, that's all!"
"Brothers, let's go!"
The blonde thug left with a laugh, leaving behind a Nox Murphy with a pig-like face, multiple fractures, and several hits on his buttocks and thighs...
"Brother Kosmos, it's done!"
The blonde thug, holding a knife, called Alan Kosmos, boasting, "I've already trashed Nox Murphy, he'll have to lie in bed for at least half a year."
"Really?!"
In an entertainment club, Alan Kosmos stood up in surprise, "Rigel, are you not kidding me?"
"Would I lie to you?"
The blonde thug, Rigel, sneered, "I even broke his ID card, Brother Kosmos, if you don't believe me, I'll go back now and take a few more photos of him for you!"
"Ha ha, great!"
Alan laughed joyfully, "Rigel, I never saw your ability before, didn't expect you to be so capable! Come to Diamond Hall now, I want to reward you in public!"
"Thank you, Brother Kosmos, thank you!" Rigel was overjoyed.
"Nox, taken care of just like that?"
After hanging up, Liora skeptically asked, "Brother Kosmos, could Rigel have made a mistake?"
"Don't worry, there's no mistake, we've checked the ID card."
Alan Kosmos, with his arm around her, smoking, coldly smiled, "After all, it's forty or fifty people, all armed, even Wong Fei Hung and Ip Man would have to take a few big hits, let alone him alone."
Hearing this, Liora nodded.
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