Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The rope was pulled by the two practitioners and backed all the way. The further back they were, the higher the suspended attacker hung.

The two people next to each other were quick-reacting people. They unconsciously raised the paintball gun in their hands, but as soon as they aimed, the words flashed in their minds—

"Oops. 』

The students who pulled the rope behind the tree were right at their dead ends, and a bunch of bushes blocked their view.

This is obviously a good direction to look for.

At this point, they realized a strong sense of crisis—

"Since the other party is coming towards them, they are prepared in advance, it is definitely not just a trap! 』

But, but a few seconds of reaction time, they have lost the opportunity.

The other three students in the first group had already touched them at the fastest speed, and fell directly from the back. When they hugged them from the back, they exhausted all their strength and grabbed two of them. Arm, prevent them from any chance of pulling the trigger!

The two succeeded in a one-shot, and in the end the remaining trainees stepped forward and stepped on the hand of the person who was knocked down, and captured their paintball guns.

The whole process takes less than ten seconds.

The two sneak attackers who were thrown to the ground turned their heads sideways and looked at each other face to face. Their eyes looked ashamed after being calculated.

Dog Day, was killed by such a few little hairy children, and also beeped the dog.

"Gui grandson, have the ability to let me come down and fight with you, engage in this mean and shameless method, are you sorry?"

After several attempts to aim, the students suspended from their heads were deliberately shaken with ropes, and finally could not help screaming.

"Better than shameless, we can't compare with you."

Shen Qianqian, who was in charge of seizing the gun, looked up and responded angrily to the man.

Then, he picked up a gun in his hand and fired at the man with impunity.

Although it is a paintball gun, it can be hit at close range, which is not only unsightly, but also particularly painful. Shen Qianqin fired such a bullet, and the man hanging on the tree immediately begged his father to sue Grandma, every minute and second.

Shen Qianqin snorted and fired a gun at the wrist holding the gun. After he could not help releasing the paintball gun, Shen Qianqin stopped shooting.

Bent over and confiscated the last gun.

After the safety was confirmed, the two students who were responsible for pulling the ropes put them down, and then tied the three flowers with the rope hanging the students on the right, and closed their mouths.

"Instructor Mo is really...awesome." The male student responsible for pulling the rope, after tying the three sneak attackers, was really persuaded with emotion, "I have designed it everywhere."

"That is."

Shen Qianqin couldn't help but raise her eyebrows as if she were praised herself.

After all, Mo Shangyun was their instructor in Group B for two months, allowing them to continue to maintain 7 PK victories. Mo Shangyun's ability is naturally obvious.

Moreover, Shen Qianqian, who has followed Mo Shangjun in several matches against Group A, is keenly aware that Mo Shangjun's performance on the training ground may not be outstanding-although this'not outstanding' also exceeds most Students. However, when the two sides were fighting, Mo Shangyun was always able to occupy the absolute advantage. She planned everything and played everything in her palm.

After each confrontation match, group A or group B will spend hours in the dormitory to discuss how the "abnormal" Mo Shangyun is.

"Um--huh--huh--"

The one who was tied to the middle was struggling strenuously, his eyes wide open, and almost did not bulge out to scare.

The five of the team looked at each other a few times. Finally, the three of them stepped forward to remove all their communication equipment and shut them off before pulling out the socks that sealed the man in the middle.

"What the **** do you--"

As soon as his mouth was freed, the man opened his mouth to curse.

The male student who helped him pull off his socks gave him a helpless glance, and after confirming that there was no information available in his mouth, he slammed his mouth again.

After that, no matter how he hummed, after the group of students deprived them of all their equipment, the three male students were responsible for the effort and dragged them directly into the nearby bushes, and then used the surroundings The environment is perfect for them to "hidden".

——Mo Shangyun said that because they are too confident, there will be a certain time interval between the two groups of people. Therefore, after they have subdued the first group of people, it is best to limit their mobility and then throw them to a hidden place, so that they can drag their hands or time as much as possible.

The result, as she expected.

However, even if the interval between their attacks is shortened, other groups in the vicinity prepared by Mo Shangyun or the instructors who have come and gone can still support them at any time.

People say that Bai Mi is sparse, but when they think of Mo Shangyun, the only word they can associate is--

"Seamless. 』

This is definitely the rhythm of IQ crush.

"Go."

After processing everything, the team evacuated.

According to Mo Shangyun's plan, if they evacuated early, they would still have sufficient rest time.