Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The military boots stepped on the surrounding weeds, making a rustling noise that could not be covered. Everyone was approaching in all directions. Gradually, the light of the flashlight was also approaching, and the light hit the center of the road.

With so many people, it is naturally impossible to be an enemy.

Mo Shangyun glanced lightly through the trunk of the car and heard a heavy impact sound, which could be covered in heavy rain, not so loud.

Mo Shangyun thought he was deaf and walked slowly toward the road.

The driver was still struggling in the car. The brave man who had been hit by the fate was rolling on the ground. The last one was left. He had just reached the edge of the road. Hearing the surrounding movements, he immediately stopped at the same place and was slightly flustered.

It also seems to realize that this is most likely the support of the enemy.

Mo Shangyun strode toward him in a stride.

He stepped back two steps in a hurry, looked around, and felt the crowd approaching, and immediately made up his mind and ran straight back.

Not far away, I saw the motorcycle that Mo Shangjun dropped on the ground.

Without much thought, the strong man ran over without hesitation and lifted the motorcycle.

Seeing Mo Shangjun walked over, he sat directly on the motorcycle, and then smiled at Mo Shangjun mockingly and provocatively.

However, the smile on his face froze completely the next moment.

Mo Shangyun raised his left hand.

A bunch of keys hung on her fingers, and the keys wobbled gently as she moved.

The brave man lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the motorcycle without the key in it, and felt a desperate emotion called Le Jisheng sad.

At this time-

Countless flashlight beams came.

Focus on Mo Shangyun and the strong man.

A pair of eyes quickly moved to Mo Shangyun, and when he saw the woman standing on the muddy road and raining, but with little momentum, his eyes almost didn't stare.

rub!

Why is Mo Shangyun here?

Mo Shangyun's eyes were swept away, and the expression was cold, looking at the increasing number of people nearby.

All wore uniform training uniforms and familiar faces, just like the group of people in the camp.

However, there should not be more than three hundred people, at best there are more than one hundred people.

Soon, one or two of them recovered, looked at Mo Shangyun in amazement, and began to express doubts.

"Instructor Mo!"

"Instructor Mo, what are you doing here?"

"Instructor Mo, you dress up... what happened?"

...

In the noisy sound, Mo Shangyun slowly pulled out the whistle.

A group of students who had already figured out her small habit immediately closed their mouths, and the noisy sound gradually subsided.

The strong man, still sitting on the motorcycle, stared at the group of people with a daze, and then fixed his sight on Mo Shangjun.

What the **** is this woman?

"What are you stunned for?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows gently, playing with the black whistle in his hand, raised his eyelids, and sharp and dangerous eyes fell on the strong man not far away, Mo Shangyun Spit out a word coldly, "Go!"

As Mo Shangjun told them, even though they were completely at a loss in their minds, they also followed Mo Shangjun's command completely.

The students around rushed towards the strong man.

If you say that when you first rushed up, some people thought it was a drill, but when they saw the strong man showing a knife and waving at them with impunity, they gradually understood what they were doing.

As a result, the movements under his hands are not merciless, and he is extremely fierce with one punch and one leg.

Dozens of people besieged a person, the scene could not bear to look straight.

Mo Shangyun glanced a few times, then turned his head to the deserted grass, and saw that the other two strong men were also under siege, and even Shen Qing, who was locked in the trunk, was rescued. .

"Mo Mo! Mo Mo!"

Yan Gui, who just got out of Shen Qing, waved his hand at Mo Shangyun for the first time.

At the next moment, Shen Qing, who was taken out of the cotton in the stopper, collapsed and cried in the heavy rain, scaring several students around him with a look of aggression, and subconsciously stepped back a few steps.

Yan Gui didn't care either. After glancing at Shen Qing, who was sound and hysterical, he rushed towards Mo Shangyun.

"Mo Mo--"

When Yan Gui ran near, he opened his hands to Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun didn't move, so he stared at him coldly, and Yan Gui immediately sighed. He put his hands down.

"Mo Mo, why are you here?" Yan Gui looked at Mo Shangyun with a smile, then raised his eyes, looked around, and asked Mo Shangyun with excitement, "Who are they?"

"Human trafficker." Mo Shangyun took the conversation lazily.

"...Huh?" Yan Gui opened his eyes in surprise, "Is this true?"

He thought it was an exercise specially prepared for them...

I just thought that these people were too incompatible with the intuitive feeling that Yan Tianxing gave them today.

"Huh." Mo Shangyun nodded, then raised an eyebrow and asked, "How about you?"

"The night match organized by Instructor Yan is divided into three groups. Our group is just allocated to this neighborhood. No, it is just halfway through. The movement here is too great. The pastor will let us come and see."

Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sure enough, it was arranged by Yan Tianxing.