Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"You are so hidden?"

Behind him, a chilling voice mixed with a little dissatisfaction.

Someone came around behind them? ! -This is the first reaction of the three.

Of course, immediately after the three had turned around in the future, they suddenly realized what they were and immediately stopped.

This sound, how... sounds...like Mo Shunyun?

This consciousness had just surfaced, and the last one who spoke out was awkward, "Ah," and was put down before a word was spoken.

The other two people lay on the right and realized that something was wrong and prepared for defense. The moment the man was stunned by Mo Shangyun's hand knife, he immediately attacked, or swept his hand or foot towards Mo Shangyun. .

Mo Shangyun didn't forget the two of them. She didn't know where to get a stick in her hand, and easily pulled away from them with a stick. In the case of non-close combat, the two basically had no lethality. Without holding on to 30 seconds, he was struck and fell to the ground by Mo Shangyun's binding.

The two lay on the ground, tilted their heads, and looked at each other angrily.

Use eye contact.

-Are you still fighting hard?

——Forget it, look for opportunities later.

--it is good.

The two discussed well in tacit agreement.

However, the successful Mo Shangyun did not leave as they wished.

Under the fierce gaze of the two, Mo Shangyun took out the three vines prepared in advance.

"You you... what do you want to do?"

One of them had an ominous hunch, licked his lips, and stared at her inconceivably.

Mo Shangjun stepped between them, squatting halfway, looking at them with a smile, arrogantly swaying the three vines, "You are subdued, you can continue to act. However, I did not say that after subduing you, Let you go directly."

On the student's right, a worried and distressed expression appeared on his face, and he urged Mo Shangyun with great sorrow: "Instructor Mo, be kind."

"Why, Zangcheng like this, I didn't deduct your points, it's not kind enough?" Mo Shangyun began to tie her hands without saying a word.

"..."

The student was speechless, and his sorrowful expression suddenly turned into indifference.

She was so embarrassed to feel kind!

She's so sorry!

Good, intentional, thinking!

and many more--

The student was crushed to the ground, but turned around with all his strength and went to see the raincoat on Mo Shangjun.

It seems... something... something is wrong.

What's wrong? !

The student didn't come up with a reason for a while.

At this time, the students were attracted by the attention of their peers.

While Mo Shangyun was binding her, the companion moved a little bit to the side, not moving too far, but letting himself have a certain space.

The student looked at her nervously, not understanding what she wanted to do.

However, the companion who got a certain gap took a deep breath and almost roared with his own strength, "Save--"

A word has just been raised, and it hasn't completely roared from his throat.

The ink tie that bound the student's hands, and stretched out his hand to hold the back of her head, and pressed her face to the grass.

The student who was trapped in his hand, looked at him in amazement, and then, while his mouth was not blocked, learning the appearance of a companion, he took a deep breath and began to report--

This time, she didn't have time to make a sound, and Mo Shangyun's other hand approached the back of her head very considerately.

The student felt the danger, subconsciously stopped the tone, and looked at Mo Shangyun timidly.

"Ok?"

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a smile.

The student shivered, closed his mouth tightly, and then shook his head silently towards the ink.

As a result, Mo Shangyun changed the action of pressing into touching.

The student's heart thumped and felt Mo Shangyun's hand move away. At that moment, the student opened his mouth wide, "Save--"

boom.

A close kiss came from the student's face to the ground.

Mo Shangyun looked at the two men helplessly, with one head in one hand, which was really troublesome.

"So ignorant, let alone teach me."

Lazily said, Mo Shangyun gave both hands a knife.

At the moment of fainting, the student suddenly thought of something--

Oh.

The raincoat of Mo Shangyun is dry.

Isn't it where to hide the rain?

It's a pity that she didn't have time to think about it, and people didn't have any awareness.

Mo Shangjun looked at the three unconscious students with satisfaction, spent some effort to tie them all up, and then gave them a perfect concealment.

After that, evacuate quickly.

It was getting darker and darker.

Mo Shangyun is like a ghost, traveling through the jungle. All the moving movements and the sound of the jungle converge together, interlacing with each other, as if completely hidden in it, without any sense of existence.

After an hour and a half, the solo work alone, the team of the team, has been separated by a certain distance when searching for the figure on the ink.

No one knows the quick battle but the one who experienced it.

As usual, Mo Shangjun sweeps them out.

Time passed little by little.

I don't know when, the sky became darker and darker, the visibility of the vision decreased, and there was drizzle again in the sky.

In the jungle, many people have not seen even Mo Shangyun's figure, so anxious, hesitating for the next move.

At about this time--

"Beep-beep-beep -"

Three familiar whistles sounded in the silent jungle.