Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Instructor Xiao, can't even hold a banner, is it too inferior?"

"This is not to blame him."

Not waiting for what Xiao Chuyun said, Yu Yitong defended Xiao Chuyun.

Mo Shangyun asked with a smile: "That Qin Xue shouldn't take the flag?"

Xiao Chuyun: "..." Where did she get this anger?

Yu Yitong: "..." Did she come to find fault or help?

"She picked up the leak," Yu Yitong, who really couldn't understand where Mo Shang's fury came from, thought about it and explained to the side, "When I dragged him, Qin Xue was vacant."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow, as if he was not very interested in the reason.

Yu Yitong asked coldly, "Can't you get on?"

"on."

Mo Shangjun put the banner in his pocket, then moved his wrist and walked towards Xiao Chuyun step by step.

Xiao Chuyun's expression became cold little by little.

Soon, Mo Shangyun came to Xiao Chuyun, looked at Xiao Chuyun with a smile, and asked, "Secretary Xiao, how many tricks have we come?"

"but."

Xiao Chuyun answered very coldly.

After all, a colleague who had been with Mo Shangjun for a few months, as a fighting instructor, Mo Shangyun could not help but know.

When there is no need, he has no interest in challenging without knowing that he must lose. ——That's the behavior of the brain.

"This," Mo Shangyun shrugged and smiled helplessly, "You can't help you."

The words fell but she had already attacked Xiao Chuyun.

When Xiao Chuyun was hiding, his eyes fell on Yu Yitong in the rear. Yu Yitong glanced towards this side, and then hurriedly rushed to the flags that Xiao Chuyun guarded.

Xiao Chuyun wanted to get away from Mo Shangyun's hand, but Mo Shangyun easily restrained his movements. Xiao Chuyun had to move with Mo Shangyun, delaying the time briefly.

In just a few seconds, Yu Yitong had already got an "orange flag" in his hand.

Holding the orange flag tightly, Yu Yitong said in the direction of Mo Shangyun and Xiao Chuyun: "Okay."

After she finished speaking, Mo Shangyun didn't take her action. She hit her elbow with Xiao Chuyun's chest and took Xiao Chuyun back half a step before she withdrew her hand and took a step back.

Yu Yitong's brows were lightly frowned, and he looked at the ink on the wind with a breeze, and then leaned his head to Xiao Chuyun, who gently frowned at his chest.

However, her legs seemed to be frozen in place, and no longer approached Xiao Chuyun.

"I am leaving."

Taking out his red flag again, Mo Shangyun dangled it in his hands, saying goodbye to Xiao Chuyun and Yu Yitong.

Like a guide, she waved a red flag and left slowly.

As a student, her virtue, don't mention too much.

But presumably Xiao Chuyun and Yu Yitong both knew her temperament, so even if she saw her virtues, she did not feel anything unusual-like wanting to smoke her mood.

After Mo Shangyun left, Yu Yitong did not continue to stay. He glanced at Xiao Chuyun deeply, and then left with an orange flag.

*

On the way back, Mo Shangyun passed through several target points.

Some unlucky instructors were looted and sat on the ground looking up at the sky to think about life. Some instructors swore to defend their flags, no matter how many people took turns, you were beaten with a swollen nose, and some Buddhist instructors, with Ruan Yan Symbolically deal with it, it is your ability to get it, but you can’t get proof that you are weak...

Of course, I occasionally meet a few students. They have basically got the flags, they just find a place to sit and dunk to eat melons, and pass the time.

——Yes, all the trainees don't know that after getting the banner, they can go down the mountain directly. Moreover, after going down the mountain, the cafeteria will provide lunch, free time to move. Because the instructors did not express it clearly, they took it for granted that they had to stay up until 4:30 in the afternoon to end the assessment. Many students even doubted that the instructors raided the flag at any time in the back. They didn't relax a little until this week.

Mo Shangyun had doubts before, and he didn't make sure until he saw the paper that the student got in the morning.

Gee.

The rules are written clearly and clearly, but they do not directly explain, so that the students can spend their time in the mountains indifferently... It's really because they can think of it.

Everywhere is a pit.

"Oh, I beg you, don't you come up? I'm just tired of beating you!"

On reaching the mountainside, Mo Shangyun heard such a voice.

Banners that are not "red" or "orange" can be seen everywhere, and the location is not too difficult to find. On the way to the mountain, Mo Shangjun saw several.

However, it was rare to see the instructor complaining so much, Mo Shangyun stopped and looked over his head.

The instructor is a raw face, a burly figure, one meter and nine feet long, clearly a rough old man who can be scared and scared by a scar, and the children will cry when they see it, but at this moment, they are sad and helpless. Nearly distressed, he showed weakness to the student who was lying next to him.

"Otherwise, if you walk about a kilometer ahead, there is a friend of mine, you can rest assured that his thief is weak, and the heart is soft, you will wipe all the blood you just sprayed on the face, I will guarantee that he will take the banner by hand To you." The fierce and wicked old men finished planning for the students on the ground and asked, "What do you say?"

At this time, the man on the ground clenched his teeth, propped his elbows on the ground, and climbed up little by little.

"Hey, do you want me to help you?"

The rough old men's faces wrinkled into buns because of their worries, and they asked to help him with a single sentence.

As a result, the student raised his head stubbornly and uttered in a tone that he could breathe out at any time, "No, no time..."

"Eh, I said, why are you so serious?!"

Mr. Rough patted his knee, and he was tortured and collapsed.

The first time I saw a student with such a weak chicken who was obsessed with death... Special, how is it good? !

"Forget it, I'll stun you," sighed, and the rough old men simply said, "You can rest assured that you can sleep this night and you can sleep in the car that takes you home."

"Do not--"

The student made a panic.

However, the rough old men who have made their own decisions will never change their minds easily.

His hands turned into knives, and he slammed them directly into the students' necks.

However, before his hand touched the back of the student’s neck, he felt a gust of wind coming, and as the wrist was hit, severe pain swept from the place where he was hit. Take back your hand.

"Who?!" The rough old men immediately angered and raised their eyes to look around, "Which grandson does all these shameless things?!"

Just then, a clear voice came--

"Sorry, he can't sleep in the car going home."

With this lazy and casual voice, a shadow of Qianying came out from behind a pile of bushes.

It was Mo Shangyun who just eavesdropped.

After she appeared, she stopped and smiled, holding a few stones in her hand, throwing them up and down.

This rough old man is a student of the second team of gS9, but she cannot be recognized. It is only after seeing the red flag that she is playing in her hand that her ability to touch her should not be underestimated.

He looked down at the wrist that had just been hit, it should be a stone-but, at a distance of five meters, can anyone really hit his wrist with a stone? !

And still when his wrist is moving!

Lying trough, there are martial arts masters in this group of students? !

"Little girl, don't come to succeed," the old man said, and frowned. "After all, what does this matter have to do with you?"

Mo Shangyun smiled at him, then raised his eyebrows, "Drawing a knife to help each other on the road, the traditional virtue of our outstanding warriors."

"……I bother!"

The rough old men were almost vomited by her directly.

"Don't be like this," Mo Shangjun pinched a stone in his fingers and smiled at him kindly, "Don't you try it first?"

The rough old men shouted angrily: "Come here!"

At the same time, the unaware student, after realizing that he had not fainted, slowly turned his head, and spent several seconds before realizing what happened.

"It's you?"

With a cough, the student screamed at Mo Shangyun in surprise.

"Go get the flag!"

Mo Shangyun shouted at him.

Moving in his heart, the student looked at the mountain-like instructor with a daze, then stood up from the ground with his teeth gritted.

"Humph!"

The rough old men hummed disdainfully.

The student made a fake move and planned to rush towards the banner. The old men were confident. When the student was acting, he rushed directly towards him and wanted to block him back.

But, just then-

Mo Shangyun threw out the stones in his hand.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Today's bottle: allergy + aunt + soft hands, sour, I do not know if I can continue the glorious record of yesterday!

Cute bottle: you can!

Effort bottle: you can!

Diligent bottle: you can!

Today's bottle (flattered, grateful): Why believe me so much?

Various bottles: Because you are a secondary disease!

Today's bottle: ...Nima.

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Xijingjing said that because of physical reasons, today it can only guarantee four shifts, and everything else is destined.