The army boots stepped on the surrounding weeds, making a rustling sound that could not be concealed, and people approached from all directions.
With so many people, it is naturally impossible for them to be enemies.
Mo Shangjun swept across the trunk of the car with a light expression, and heard a heavy crash, but it was covered up in the majestic rain, not so loud.
Mo Shangjun thought he was deaf and walked slowly towards the road.
The driver was still struggling in the car. The strong man who was kicked to the death rolled on the ground. The last one was left. He had just followed to the edge of the road. Hearing the surrounding movement, he immediately stopped in place with a slightly flustered face.
It also seems to realize that this is most likely the support of the enemy.
Mo Shangyun strode towards him.
He hurriedly took two steps back, looked around, and felt the approaching crowd, so he made up his mind and ran straight back.
After not running far, he saw the motorcycle that Mo Shangjun had abandoned on the ground.
Without thinking much, the strong man ran over without thinking and helped the motorcycle up.
Seeing Mo Shangyun come over, he sat directly on the motorcycle, and then showed a mocking and provocative smile to Mo Shangyun.
However, the next moment, the smile on his face completely froze.
Mo Shangyun raised his left hand.
A bunch of keys hung on her fingers, and with her movements, the keys swayed gently.
The strong man lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the motorcycle without the keys, and suddenly felt a kind of despair called joy and sorrow.
At this time-
Countless flashlight beams came over.
Focus on Mo Shangyun and the strong man.
A pair of eyes quickly turned to Mo Shangyun, and when he saw the woman standing on the muddy road and drenched in the rain, her eyes almost didn't come out.
wipe!
Why is Mo Shangyun here
Mo Shangyun swept his eyes away, his expression was cold, and he looked at the increasing number of people nearby.
All dressed in uniform training uniforms, each with familiar faces, just like the group of people in the training camp.
However, there should not be more than 300 people, at best there are more than 100 people.
Soon, one or two came back to their senses, looked at Mo Shangyun in amazement, and began to express doubts.
"Instructor Mo!"
"Instructor Mo, what are you doing here?"
"Instructor Mo, you are dressed like this... what happened?"
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In the noisy sound, Mo Shangyun slowly took out the whistle.
A group of students, who had already figured out her little habit, immediately closed their mouths, and the noisy sound gradually subsided.
The strong man who was still sitting on the motorcycle stared at the group of people blankly, and then his eyes were fixed on Mo Shangjun.
What's the matter with this woman
"What are you doing?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly, playing with the black whistle in his hand, raised his eyelids, and his sharp and dangerous gaze fell on the strong man not far away. He spit out a word coldly, "Go!"
With Mo Shangyun's orders, even if they were completely confused, they completely followed Mo Shangyun's orders.
The surrounding students rushed towards the strong man.
If it is said that when they first rushed up, some people thought it was an exercise, but when they saw the strong man showing his knife and waving it unceremoniously at them, they gradually understood something.
As a result, the movements of his subordinates showed no mercy, and his fists and legs were extremely ruthless.
Dozens of people besiege one person, and the scene is simply unbearable to look at.
Mo Shangyun took a few glances, then tilted his head and looked at the deserted grass. He saw that the other two strong men were also besieged, and even Shen Qing, who was locked in the trunk, was rescued. .
"Momo! Momo!"
Yan Gui, who had just fished out Shen Qing, immediately waved to Mo Shangyun.
The next moment, Shen Qing, who had the cotton from the gag removed, collapsed and cried a lot in the heavy rain, so frightened that several students around were stunned, and subconsciously took a few steps to the side.
Yan Gui didn't care, glanced at Shen Qing, who was healthy and hysterical, and couldn't wait to run towards Mo Shangyun.
"Momo-"
When Yan Gui was approaching, he specially opened his hands towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun didn't move, and stared at him coldly, Yan Gui immediately put down his hands.
"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 great interest, "Who are they?"
"Human traffickers." Mo Shangyun took the words lazily.
"...Huh?" Yan Gui widened his eyes in surprise, "Is this true?"
He thought that this was an exercise specially prepared for them...
I just thought that these few people were too incompatible with the cruel and cruel intuitive feeling that Yan Tianxing gave them today.
"Well." Mo Shangyun nodded, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "How about you?"
"The night match organized by Instructor Yan was divided into three groups. Our group happened to be assigned to this neighborhood. No, it's just halfway through. There is too much movement here. The pastor and instructor let us come and take a look."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
It was indeed arranged by Yan Tianxing.
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