Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"came back?"

A few words that are lightly written, mixed with a chill that is more touching than the cold wind.

Everyone looked up subconsciously.

Of course, they had no time to hear the subtle leaves ringing, and a few leaves fell with the wind, and the figure that caught their eyes and jumped from the tree.

The movement is light and steady.

He Ran stood before them.

Through the light of the flashlight, everyone fixed their eyes and saw that Mo Shangyun, who was supposed to be taken away by the instructor, was standing steadily in front, and the 95 automatic rifle was carried on her shoulders, arms around her arms, hands Carrying a night vision goggles, watching them lazily.

Everyone showed a ghost expression.

"You you...how are you here?"

Someone asked in a panic, even the voice was shaking.

"You escaped?" Yu Yan asked incredulously.

Midsummer frowned tightly, looking at the unscathed ink on Yun Jun, also a little unbelievable.

I watched as she was **** by the instructor, which took less than an hour, and she appeared in front of them again and again. This development was completely inconsistent with their logic and even exceeded their normal imagination.

Lifting the eyelids, Yun Yun Yun lightly said: "He was shot by me."

Everyone was stunned.

If you think about it carefully, they did hear a gunshot when they hurried off, and didn't care.

Could it be that the woman fired the shot?

I was shocked.

However, in addition to being surprised, there was a bit of tension.

When she was at a complete disadvantage, she was able to solve the instructor too, showing how powerful her ability was.

If they face up to her, they are estimated to be mostly dead or injured.

They fell silent and met her again, as if they had no previous confidence and arrogance, but could not stop their guilty conscience.

Halfway through, the rest of the words said a little harder: "Sorry, we could only do this at the time."

Mo Shangjun playing with night vision goggles in his hand, slowly said: "This is not the reason I can forgive you."

"How do you want to solve it?" Midsummer asked coldly.

Anyway, my face has been torn, and it's boring to pretend to be fake.

It's better to say plainly.

Since she is waiting for them here, it proves that there is a place for them to do things.

"Two choices," gave her a cool look, Mo Shangjun withdrew his eyes, and said indifferently, "One, there is an instructor nearby, and I need you to help me solve him. Second, I am not interested in being a teammate with you. , I will choose to quit this assessment. However, I don’t mind giving you a stumbling block before I quit, and catch a few people to go with me."

The meaning is obvious.

Helped her, their grievances were cancelled out. Without helping her, she will find a way to shoot them.

The former needs to deal with instructors, there are certain risks, but the latter is more risky.

They cannot directly shoot at Mo Shangjun, which is strictly forbidden by the rules, but as long as Mo Shangjun gives up to continue the assessment, she has countless means to stop them from moving forward-for example, stealing their map or guiding the instructor Come and siege them.

"We need to discuss it." Yu Yan discussed with Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Three minutes."

It was another three minutes, a bit deliberately.

Thinking of that choice, they didn't look pretty.

If they knew that Mo Shangyun had such abilities, they would rather choose Mo Shangyun at that time, maybe they would not only solve the instructor, but also attract her to become their teammate!

This situation is not embarrassing and embarrassing to them.

Yu Yan waved towards the people, and a group of people immediately formed a group and began to discuss the pros and cons of each choice.

Mo Shangyun leaned on the tree trunk and didn't bother to listen to their discussion. Instead, he looked up casually and looked at the dark sky above.

Today is New Year's Eve, I wonder if the group of guys in Erlian will not train seriously because of the festive atmosphere...

Within three minutes, the discussion of the first team was over.

"We chose to deal with the instructor." Midsummer turned around and took two steps towards her, his face frosty, "However, we have a few questions."

"Say." Mo Shangyun said casually.

"How many instructors are you dealing with?"

"one person."

"Why do you have to deal with him, the instructor who is about to fight with you, what is the relationship with you, why should you take the hostages back to you, and why are you about to fight?" Sheng Xia's tone was a little aggressive.

These are the doubts they found.

Without asking clearly, they cannot trust Mo Shangyun.

However, Mo Shangyun looked at her and smiled.

"You think you are qualified to ask these questions?" Mo Shangyun spoke out word by word, with a sneering tone.

Now it was her who shut them down. They were only responsible for choosing, either to listen to her or act hostile to her.

Stimulated by her obvious sarcasm, mid-summer's chest rose with anger and his face turned slightly white.

But it's also fun.

"You can choose not to answer, but we still have two questions," continued Xia Xia. "How do you know that we are going the wrong way and will come back here again? And, don't you ask your sweetheart?" "

"The traces you have gone are so obvious, you don't reflect on yourself until you suspect me." Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows quite funny. "As for my sweetheart, he won't run away, can you still kill him?" "

Both questions were answered without flaws, and... they satirized them.

As if they were asking such questions, it was simply foolish.

It was really annoying.

I just couldn't find a reason to refute.

They were a huge group of people, walking through the jungle, the traces left were really obvious. In other words, there is no sense of hiding traces at all, which is caused by their lack of experience.

As for Yangui, only the explanation of "Yangui escaped" made sense.

Compared with Mo Shangyun, they are like intellectual disabilities.

Mid-summer was slapped face to face again and again, and her mood was so bad that she glanced at Yu Yan, instructing Yu Yan to communicate with Mo Shangyun.

"Tell me about your plan." Yu Yan said bluntly, without disgrace.

Mo Shangyun shook his night vision goggles.

Having said so much nonsense, I finally talked about the business.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

The title of this chapter is also what the bottle wants to vomit... even a question after a question... I am also drunk.

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Second, it should be still twelve o'clock, now in the air.