Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Ask you! What do you mean?"

"Yes, what's the matter, where are the rest of your group, are you ambushing?!"

The other two frogmen asked quickly.

"Ok?"

Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids, and scanned them lazily.

Then, with their nervous gaze, they reached out—

The three of them pushed back subconsciously, observing her movements with a high degree of tension, fearing where she would take out two kilograms of ammunition.

But Mo Shangyun let them down.

She took the grilled fish inserted in the sand.

She picked it up, put the grilled fish on the tip of her nose, and smelled it. The fish was not so hot, but it was a bit fishy, ​​but it was handled quite well, and it was not difficult to swallow.

She took a bite and swallowed, frowning.

"say something!"

Relying on her nearest frogman, although she has a stooped back and a waist, but the voice at the moment is stuttering.

He glared at the ink, and his eyes could be stared out.

"I'm patrolling, and stop by to see you." Mo Shangyun said, calmly looking like a guest, and it was not the muzzle but the flowers that aimed at her.

"Do you know what our relationship is now?" The man didn't have a good air.

Mo Shangyun moved slightly, and looked at him rather puzzled, "What can we do?"

Her question seemed direct, but as soon as she said it, something was amiss.

The man paused for a few seconds and then blushed successfully.

The shorter man behind him immediately poked his head to help clear the way: "He said, we are attacking you, we are now the opposite, and we can shoot at any time."

"That's it," the other person nodded busy. "What the **** do you want to do? To inquire about our intelligence? Or what traps were set nearby? You, you honestly, we can shoot you at any time. "

Mo Shangyun looked at their nerves, laughed softly, and said in a gentle tone: "Both are brothers. As for making the relationship so stiff?"

Peng Yuqiu quietly supported his forehead.

brothers?

She can also make up such nonsense without technical content?

How underestimated their IQ?

"Who is your brother?!"

"Hurry up, otherwise we shot!"

"Believe it or not, we can bind you at any time, even if you have more traps, we can subdue you first!"

The three men threatened angrily.

Mo Shangyun scanned them one circle at a time, and then shook his finger deeply.

"clatter."

"clatter."

Two sounds, almost at the same time.

One hit at the foot of the frogman closest to Mo Shangjun, another one penetrated the grilled fish caught in the hand by the opposite frogman, half of the grilled fish was penetrated, and the bones and fish were empty. The smash of the bomb impact.

The air froze for a few seconds.

The man looked closely and found that there was only one fish head left in the grilled fish in his hand, and the meat hurts immediately.

at the same time--

The height of the island.

"Waiting to fall asleep."

Subei once again aimed with the muzzle, and at the same time vomited in a slightly tired tone.

Not far away, Chen Shuhao was lying in the grass, silently finding the target again.

"Shooted?" Mu Cheng asked in surprise on the channel.

"Ok."

Northern Jiangsu responded faintly.

"What expressions did they get scared of peeing?" Mu Cheng asked excitedly.

"Not at all." Subei narrowed his eyes and aimed. After seeing a stunned face through the sight, he added lazily, "It's almost the same."

The sound of Mu Cheng laughed suddenly on the channel.

"..."

No one speaks again.

*

On the beach, beside the campfire.

"You, you, you..."

When the burly man beside him stammered, he squinted suddenly, and looked at the black plastic bag she brought.

Soon, several pairs of eyes followed her obvious movement and began to stare suspiciously at the bag.

There was something striking inside, and it occupies a certain volume. If you put some explosives or something according to Peng Yuqiu, there is absolutely no problem.

Although they can be resurrected indefinitely, once the explosion explodes, Mo Shangyun and they all hang up, they can return to the original point.

In other words, according to current rules, Mo Shangyun can leave without any damage.

Mo Shangyun looked up at them and said, "Put down the gun, we can talk."

He also ripped off the fins and threw them into the campfire.

"You guys are cheating!"

"Without such fun!"

"You guys shameless, can you be a bit dry?"

...

The frogman can't stand it, and feels like she can be driven crazy.

"I said," Mo Shangyun moved his wrist and emphasized, "I'm here to patrol and say hello."

"..."

The three were dumb.

Duan Zimu scrutinized this scene destined to complete defeat.

They actually picked up the matter.

At the beginning of their fight, they wanted to stimulate and stimulate each other, thinking of eating the sea by the sea, looking for something to eat in the sea, and having a holiday look, just to make them angry and unable to show up.

By all means, Mo Shangyun ruled his body with his own way.

You guys are laid back, don’t you?

That line!

I came to cooperate with you with great sincerity.

So, it seemed that there was no war intent, and a pair of laid-back and free-looking ink paintings appeared.

Duan Zimu didn't say a word, but he was convinced of Mo Shangyun's ruthless means.

Reluctantly raising his eyebrows, Duan Zimu looked at the three frogmen who were so angry that they were about to vomit blood, and commanded in the tone of the team leader: "Put down the gun."

The three looked at each other, and finally, unwillingly put down the gun.

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