"Momo!"
Yan Gui flew to Mo Shangjun's side.
Mo Shangjun raised his hand, and the banana leaf at his hand flew towards Yan Gui immediately, and he forced Yan Gui to stop one meter away from her.
For a while, Yan Gui, who was slapped by the banana leaf, stretched out his hand to pull the banana leaf off, and then stared at Mo Shangyun aggrievedly.
"Momo..."
Yan Gui called her very sadly.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids and glanced at him slowly.
"Even if you are like this, I won't be angry." Yan Gui swallowed his anger consciously.
"… "
Mo Shangjun almost didn't laugh at him as a joker.
Raising his hand and pressing his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun looked at him with a headache, "How many are left?"
"twenty three!"
Yan Gui said with a smile.
Mo Shangyun threw aside all the banana leaves around him, revealing the spoils of the day - 5 backpacks stuffed with food.
"... I rely on it." After a brief glance, Yan Gui stared at Mo Shangyun dumbfounded, "Momo, are you shopping?"
"… "
Mo Shangyun rolled his eyes at him in the dark.
Yan Gui suddenly became energetic, raised his hand and greeted Song Ci Yuan Qu and others to help with carrying the backpack and distributing food.
The hungry crowd with their chests on their backs heard that there was food here, and immediately ran over as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They ran all the way, splashing countless water in the pit.
But no one cares.
The five backpacks were all Mo Shangyun's trophies, but one was her own.
Mo Shangjun only took his own backpack, and the others were handed over to the students to distribute.
Don't worry that some people will be distributed unevenly. First, the food is abundant and enough to be distributed; second, they are not that kind of people.
After a while of tossing, only Yan returned to stay in place.
"Anything else?"
Sitting lazily, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes to see Yan Gui, and raised his brows.
"alright!"
Yan Gui nodded.
"Speak." Mo Shangyun dropped a word.
Yan Guisui rolled up his sleeves and squatted beside Mo Shangyun mysteriously. After looking around to make sure there was no one else, he told Mo Shangyun about Liang Zhiqiong's specific injury and Tong Peng Yuqiu's bet.
He spoke very quickly, and in less than two minutes, he explained the matter to Mo Shangyun.
After he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun was silent for a while, then nodded slightly, "Oh."
"Oh?"
Yan Gui was very disappointed in Mo Shangyun's bland reaction.
"You won." Mo Shangyun said lightly.
Yan Gui asked, "Do you think Peng Yuqiu will let Liang Zhiqiong go?"
"Won't."
"Why?" Yan Gui pouted.
Because he is a soldier brought out by Yan Tianxing, it is impossible to do such a thing against the rules.
Unless Liang Zhiqiong withdraws voluntarily.
Mo Shangyun stood up from the ground.
Afterwards, he picked up his backpack, stood up straight, glanced up, and recognized Liang Zhiqiong's figure in the dark.
Yan Gui followed and stood up.
"I'll give you a mission." Mo Shangjun slightly tilted his head to look at him.
"okay!"
Yan Gui stood beside her neatly.
Mo Shangjun said a few words in his ear, and Yan Gui nodded while listening.
After Mo Shangyun finished speaking, Yan Gui blinked in surprise, "Are those people last night really brought by Brother Shuang?"
Yan Gui, who has also participated in the same batch of assessments as Yu Yan, is familiar with many people because of her familiar personality. When he was attacked last night, Yan Gui felt that the people who attacked his group were familiar, but it was too dark for him to see clearly, and he never got confirmation.
"Um."
"Then that..." Yan Gui's eyes widened, "Isn't the next two days worse?"
"Not sure." Mo Shangyun shrugged indifferently.
who cares.
Humans stop killing people, Buddhas stop killing Buddhas.
She didn't believe that Yan Tianxing could really wipe out the entire army of their students.
"… "
Yan Gui lowered his head in a particularly tangled manner.
This day is like a nightmare, when will it be a head...
Mo Shangjun glanced at him, didn't say much, and walked towards the students without any hassle.
Yan Gui stood there for a few seconds, looking at Mo Shangyun with a straight waist and a straight body, thinking that even his family Momo is not afraid, he just needs to follow Momo.
So, rubbing his hands together, Yan Gui pulled out the two packets of compressed biscuits and a night vision goggles he had just delivered, turned and walked into the darkness.
As soon as he walked into the field of vision of the students, Mo Shangyun got a lot of cheers.
Someone greeted her; someone waved food to thank her; someone asked her where she was that day...
Mo Shangyun didn't pay any attention to them. After letting them hurry up and rest, he flashed a flashlight and went straight to Liang Zhiqiong's side.
Liang Zhiqiong was sitting on the muddy ground, her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, and when the light of the flashlight in Mo Shangyun's hand caught the light, she seemed to come back to her senses, squinting her eyes and raising her head.
Of course, what she saw was not Mo Shangyun's face, but a piece of chocolate that Mo Shangyun handed to her.
"Here."
Mo Shangyun's cold voice was accompanied by the sound of rain.
"Oh."
Liang Zhiqiong looked at the chocolate, pursed her lips and took the chocolate, unable to hide the disappointment between her eyes.
She lowered her head and tore open the chocolate packaging with her muddy hands, muttering a little unhappily, "Where have you been?"
"Play." Mo Shangyun replied lazily.
"… cut."
Liang Zhiqiong snorted disdainfully.
The flashlight he was holding shook, Mo Shangyun looked at Liang Zhiqiong from beginning to end, and finally the circle of light in the center of the flashlight hit Liang Zhiqiong's injured ankle.
"277, quit the training camp." Mo Shangyun said word by word.
Liang Zhiqiong stopped while holding the chocolate.
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Do you have a ticket for $_$, please smash it to death with the ticket. ... People are such a thing, it's really not good if they don't have any ambition. ... Last night, I was smashed and criticized by Mo and her in a dream, hey.
If you can come out before 10:30 using the mandatory codeword software, maybe you will be able to watch the third shift.
389. Mo Shangyun, who considers himself humble [three shifts]