"Ahh! Class monitor... Haha! Aiyo... Class monitor... Don't... Ah!"
A strange scream echoed across the training ground.
The voice contained pain, laughter, and pleas...
It was hard to imagine that Wan Baojiang, who had boldly contradicted Ye Sanshi in front of the recruits yesterday, could make such sounds.
But that's exactly what happened.
At this moment, Wan Baojiang's arm and shoulder were pinned down by the seventh squad leader, while Ye Sanshi held his arm with one hand and pressed on his chest with the other.
The difference was that the seventh-class monitor applied pressure to the back of his head while Ye Sanshi knelt on one knee on the inner left side of Wan Baojiang.
Yes, his kneeling knee was pressing directly on the muscles of Wan Baojiang's arms.
This was the massage technique being employed by the two class monitors.
