Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"So, who wants to compare with me?"

Mo Shangjun said every word, his tone was lazy and casual, and there was no attitude that looked at them.

However, this single sentence succeeded in allowing silent recruits to inspire unimaginable fighting spirit!

They didn't want to worry about women, and they endured them again and again, but Mo Shangyun's tone of despising people was like a real sword, and they spared no effort to penetrate their hearts!

By comparison, who can't do it? !

The veterans hiding behind the door could not help but look at each other.

"Report, me!"

Xiang Yongming stood up first, his eyes scorching toward Mo Shangjun, his voice filled with passion.

At the next moment, the rest of the recruits stood up one after another, staring at Mo Shangyun with glaring eyes, and the unyielding toughness was totally excited.

"follow me."

Mo Shangyun smiled, his tone indifferent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangjun took the lead and walked towards the stairs.

She has a relaxed posture, putting her hands in her trouser pockets, walking at a leisurely pace, lazy as a cat, and clearly seeing no attack, but falling into the eyes of others, but has already risen to the level of a strong opponent.

Regardless of recruits or veterans, seeing the situation so far, they all followed.

A huge group of people followed Mo Shangyun's footsteps to the playground near the dormitory building.

At this time, there was no one on the playground. Occasionally, there were people from other companies walking by. When they saw this lively scene on the playground, they would stop and watch if they were not in a hurry.

Mo Shangjun and Xiang Yongming just stopped, and the people of Erlian swarmed up and surrounded them, and most people were nervous.

Especially veterans.

The veterans have seen Mo Shangyun's skill, but they have also seen Xiang Yongming's power.

At this moment, in their hearts, there is no final conclusion on the result.

However, no matter who wins, it is no small trouble.

If Mo Shangyun wins, the morale of the entire Erlian will be hit. Xiang Yongming wins. If Mo Shangyun feels embarrassed, he may not be able to deal with them by any means.

All in all, it's not a good thing.

"How come?"

Xiang Yongming stood upright, his eyes scorched, and he calmly looked at the ink and ink.

Mo Shangyun moved his wrist, his tone was dull, "Take it away."

In the competition of boxing and kung fu, any rules and regulations are false, and only when he is convinced to take the oral, can he and others have no complaints.

"it is good."

Xiang Yongming deserves to be powerful.

At that moment, fierce and dangerous emerged from the relaxed face.

He attacked in advance.

A leg sweep flew towards Mo Shangjun, Mo Shangyun laughed at his lips, raised his elbow sideways, and easily blocked it.

This trick, Xiang Yongming used seven points of strength, with his strength, enough to kick people, but Mo Shangyun took it so lightly, took back the leg of Xiang Yongming, and looked at her again, A little more cautious.

This Mo Fulian is really interesting.

It seems that there is not much attack power, and only when you have actually played with her, will you realize her nearly terrifying power!

interesting.

Glimpse at the arc of Mo Shangjun's lip angle, Xiang Yongming also hooked his lips, and his determination was aroused decisively, and once again launched an attack on Mo Shangjun!

This time, the two did not separate just after the move, but quickly entangled together.

The recruits had only been training in the recruit company for three months, and the chance to learn fighting was not long. They knew nothing about fighting. They could only follow the rules. Therefore, although the two players were shocked, they could not see any way.

But veterans are different.

They spent a lot of time in fighting training, countless times of experience and experience, making it easier for them to distinguish who is strong and who is weak.

Mo Shangjun's attack on upward Yongming was able to resist, and did not allow Xiang Yongming to make a move. But on Xiang Yongming, Mo Shangyun's occasional counterattack, every move must be made.

It seemed like Mo Shangyun was teasing him.

Sure enough, within two minutes, the result was already out.

Xiang Yongming was kicked to the ground, raised his hands to cover his chest, and the cold sweat of the forehead hurts.

Mo Shangjun didn't attack anymore, his posture stood upright on one side, and his eyes dropped slightly, his cold eyes gradually disappeared, regaining his past indifference.

No one moves forward.

As long as Xiang Yongming refuses to admit defeat, no one can come close to prevent it.

Of course, no one would say that Mo Shangyun was ruthless and started so heavy.

This is a competition, a recognized competition, if there are still some people clamoring outside, but in the military camp, where the strong survive, they can't have any complaints.

So they put all their attention on Mo Shangyun's body.

Today there is fighting training, although Xiang Yongming only came one day, but in the afternoon fighting training, Xiang Yongming can compete with a veteran, which proves that his strength is not bad.

And now, he was beaten up by Mo Shangyun!

"I surrender."

His face paled slightly, and Xiang Yongming struggled to get up from the ground, but these three words were persuasive.

Two recruits came out and helped him aside.

Li Liang wanted to find someone to take him to the infirmary to see, but he waved his hand, and after the initial pain, he held his teeth.

In fact, Mo Shangyun really didn't make a ruthless move. If he really went to the infirmary, that would be a big deal.

"Who else wants to go?"

Standing in the middle of the encircling circle, Mo Shangjun calmed and calmed down, and the voice came out clearly with a steady tone, falling into the ears of those present.

The recruits said nothing.

At this time, the surrounding bystanders gathered more and more, most of the other companies came to see the lively, and talked about Mo Shangyun and Xiang Yongming.

"Boom out."

Mo Shangyun gave them a cold look.

The cold and ruthless three words, at first, no one responded, but soon, the clever people recovered, and all turned around to meet the onlookers of other companies.

"Mo Fulian, let's take a look, absolutely not to intervene?"

Realizing who Mo Shangyun was targeting, a veteran yelled, his tone full of ridicule and fearlessness.

"How many?"

Mo Shangjun turned his head to the side, Ling Xun's eyes swept over, passing through the people standing in front of him, and landed accurately on the veteran who was in his early stages.

Everyone standing next to the veteran felt a gust of wind and subconsciously moved aside.

The veteran was in a state of isolation and helplessness.

He stared blankly at Mo Shangyun, and was somewhat guilty by the pressured sight. He was silent for a long time before answering Mo Shangyun's question, "Continuously."

"Go back and tell you company commander, I will visit him tomorrow." Mo Shangyun spoke lightly.

"Are you trying to sue?" The veteran's tone was slightly dissatisfied.

"No," Mo Shangyun turned around and said softly, "I just want to tell him how to teach his soldiers to be idle."