Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Otherwise, run 15 laps first, and if you have time left, add five more laps and give it away."

Everyone: "..."

Liang Zhiqiong raised his ears, and he almost did not doubt his hallucinations!

What?

If you add five more laps, it’s a gift? !

Give away? !

Don’t they, give it to her, OK? !

After just overloading the physical training, they came for another twenty laps, saying they didn’t want to die, they really didn’t believe it!

Not only Liang Zhiqiong, but the other people's faces were all "beeped", and their teeth resented the itchiness of the ink, and they couldn't wait to get rid of it soon.

"Report--"

Shen Qianqian opened her mouth and wanted to call.

Of course, it was still a step slower, and the whistle of "beep--" sounded, interrupting her.

Shaking off the watch, Mo Shangyun said very seriously and persuaded: "After an hour of lunch break, within half an hour of running, plus a meal, you still have a few minutes to rest."

After finishing speaking, Mo Shangjun looked at the students who were biting their teeth in the same place and raised their eyebrows, "Not yet running?"

The words fell.

Immediately, everyone at 406 turned around and started running along the track.

Mo Shangyun put the whistle back into his trousers pocket, and watched them running lazily.

The sun at noon is quite dazzling, and the vigorous posture runs on the runway, and the angry and stiff faces are very conspicuous...

Gee.

good mood.

Raising his hand, he lifted the brim up, and Mo Shangyun looked up at the blue sky.

The weather is so good.

To prevent them from being lazy, just find a place nearby to sleep and bask in the sun.

Thinking about this, Mo Shangjun really found a step near the runway, lay down on the ground, pull the brim down, and put his elbow behind his head, and then he fell into a state of closed sleep.

From time to time you will hear intermittent running sounds running past your ears.

When she is on the runway, the running sound will be much slower. You can feel the eyes that are eating people through the hat. Mo Shangyun only feels that she has not felt it, and continues to bask in the sun.

Time passes quickly.

In a few moments, they had already finished 15 laps.

They performed well one by one. No one was delaying time to ‘not add five laps.’ Instead, they were clenching their teeth so that they did not fall behind.

It is undeniable that they can be selected here and are qualified in training.

Mo Shangyun didn't let them add 5 laps, after a gathering, they were directly disbanded.

After disbanding, for a moment, Mo Shangyun felt a sharp line of sight. Looking down the line of sight, all he saw was a trace of his back.

——You Nianyu.

Mo Shangyun's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes were quickly taken back.

Then raise your eyes and look at the sun that has been biased.

It's time to prepare.

In the afternoon, there is fighting training.

*

Three o'clock.

playground.

There were 350 people, all together, standing in front of Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun holds a roster of deducted points in his hand, plus a loudspeaker.

Beside him, stand Mu Cheng, Peng Yuqiu and Ji Ruonan.

"The next three hours, fighting training." Mo Shangyun raised his horn, and a clear voice passed through the horn to everyone's ears. "Let's talk about the time first, every Thursday and Sunday, there will be fighting training. Congratulations to you The weekly fighting training is an extra opportunity for you."

Speaking of which, Mo Shangyun swept around and saw a lot of doubtful eyes. He continued: "Three rules of fighting, one-on-one fighting, 3 points lost, no points won; one-on-two fighting, They lost 2 points and 3 points respectively; a pair of three-players lost 1 point and 5 points respectively. Extra rules, each training allowed three people to challenge me, lost 10 points and won 20 points. "

At the end of the "extra rule", most of the people present were eager to move.

However, as the brothers of the scout camp that had been brutally abused by Mo Shangjun, they were bitter gourds in the face, and the gloom in their eyes could not be covered.

Ha ha.

What is the significance of this additional rule?

Fool some stupid students to rush up and score points? !

Gee.

Insidious, too insidious.

Sure enough, it is consistent with Mo Fulian's shameless style as always.

As instructors, Peng Yuqiu, Mu Cheng, and Ji Ruonan all glanced at Mo Shangyun.

This extra rule was put forward by Mo Shangjun.

In fact, apart from Yan Tianxing and Duan Zimu, they all expressed opposition.

Fear, Mo Shangyun missed a miss and lost.

Moreover, even if you win, if the win is not beautiful, the instructor may not be able to hold on to the face...after all, there are really many powerful roles in this group of students.

Therefore, when Mo Shangjun really said this rule, they were still somewhat nervous.

"report!"

Someone in the crowd could not wait to call.

"Say."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and found the shouting man in the crowd.

100, students who were not assessed in March, they learned boxing before coming to the army, a bit skilled.

"When can I register?"

100 asked aloud.

The eyes flickered slightly, and the words on Jun Yun said: "Now."

It was almost the moment she shouted--

"report!"

"report!"

"report!"

...

The "report" with a bang, one after another in a huge group.

Of course, most of the voices were students who did not participate in the March training.

"Beep--"

Mo Shangyun was holding a whistle and blowing a sound before suppressing these sounds.

"100,078,120."

After looking away, Mo Shangjun reported three numbers.

It was the first three people who shouted.

The three people named by the name were all happy, feeling that there were pies smashed from the sky, they smashed, and the smile on their faces could not be concealed.

What they don't know is that many people report with a spectator attitude, wanting to see how many moves these three early birds can take in Mo Shangyun.

However, the majority of the Yangui and Scouting Battalion, who knows the ability of Mo Shangjun, are giving sympathy to them.

There are really fools rushing to deduct points.

If Mo Shangyun is so easily defeated, is it necessary to make such a rule?

Also won 20 points!

Daydreaming!

Mo Shangjun's stingy temperament will not give you two points, and he is absolutely sure that he can win.

"The three of you stayed," Mo Shangyun said with a horn, leisurely, "The remaining free confrontation exercises will be divided into groups in two hours."

After Mo Shangjun finished, some people left one after another, but there were still a large number of people standing on the spot with curiosity in order to see how Mo Shangjun competed with these three fearless deaths.

"019."

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun glanced at the crowd.

"To!"

Yan Gui, who was named again, responded very sadly.

"020." Mo Shangyun shouted again.

"To!"

Suddenly Li Liang, who was called to his name, responded immediately.

"The two of you compare first, and you lose 5 points." Mo Shangyun said lightly, then paused deliberately, and looked to the side. "Other people, if you want me to name PK..."

Without saying anything, the students who had previously relied on the same place ran away without any sound.

5 points for losing!

Look at the fun, they can't afford to lose!

Soon, only Yan Gui and Li Liang nian looked at each other.

The same is the end of the world...comparable...what a hurry!

"Come on, I will supervise."

Clapped his hands, and Mu Cheng was very active to get up.

Yan Gui and Li Liang tacitly gave Mu Cheng a cold eye.

However, Mu Cheng smiled extremely brilliantly, severely hurting their fragile hearts.

As a result, the image of Mu Cheng's "easy approach" has dropped several grades in their hearts.

"You three..." Mo Shangjun taught both the roster and the trumpet to the assistants next to him. Then he stepped forward and slowly rolled up his sleeves. "For the first time, let me order you."

The three were stunned, just thinking about how she would make it, but suddenly heard her understatement—

"Let's go together."

Let's go together.

In four words, the tone is casual.

At that moment, not only were the three students stunned, but even Ji Ruonan and Peng Yuqiu who were preparing to watch on the side had no reason to be surprised.

Ji Ruonan stared at Mo Shangyun inexplicably.

Peng Yuqiu bowed his head slightly, preparing to reassess Mo Shangyun's strength.

I heard that Mo Shangyun is a family of martial arts, and she also learned martial arts since childhood...

Know that she is very powerful.

But to what extent is it so powerful?

Peng Yuqiu appeared a little bit of attention.

"Instructor Mo, are you serious?"

100 swallowed and swallowed, and when she was confirmed with Mo Shangyun again, her voice was a little trembling.

Calm down and suddenly realized something was wrong.

Will an instructor in a training camp really say such brainless words?

If you lose 100% and only give them extra points, does the meaning of this extra rule disappear?

Since this Mo instructor can become their fighting instructor, does it prove that few of them won her?

Let's put this down lightly...

Thinking about this, 100 found that his fingers were shaking uncontrollably.

Great, careless!