Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 323, Ding Jing [08] A few bottles of wine [two more]

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When the man walked towards Mo Shangyun, a figure walked out in the other direction, which was also Mo Shangyun's direction.

Mo Shangyun glanced over there inadvertently, but curled his lips, pretending that he hadn't seen it, and calmly looked at the young man walking forward with the skewers.

The young man held the skewers in one hand, and put the other in his pocket, staring at Mo Shangyun sternly.

At the same time, Mo Shangyun also received Ding Jing's reminder sight, signalling her to stay vigilant.

Therefore, the smile on Mo Shangyun's lips deepened, and in the face of this looming crisis, there was an indescribable calmness.

Her calm air, no matter how many times she encountered teammates lined up in combat training, she displayed her brows with ease, a sense of self-confidence that could not be concealed indifferent.

Ding Jing felt ashamed that she was worried about Mo Shangyun for two seconds.

Well, it's her boss after all... Even if she lacks actual combat experience, her wealth of theory and exercise experience is enough for her to defend herself in this environment.

With Mo Shangyun's abnormal force value, there is no need for her to worry about such silly things.

Ding Jing then picked up another skewers, without lifting his eyelids, and continued to eat.

Don't say it, it's better than many skewers she has eaten...

Ding Jing suddenly asked Jing Jiu: "Is there a secret recipe?"

"Huh?"

Jing Jiu's attention shifted, and was shocked by Ding Jing's sudden questioning.

Ding Jing shook the skewers in his hand and said, "Is there a secret recipe for skewers?"

Jing Jiu: "...No." Purely by craftsmanship.

"Oh."

That's really polite.

Otherwise, you can give Mo Shangyun a hand when you learn it, let Mo Shangyun worship her cooking, and call her the boss under the temptation of delicious food.

Jing Jiu is a little dazed, after all, he can't keep up with Ding Jing's brain circuit--is it easy to ask how to kebabs at this time?

So, Jing Jiu secretly glanced at Jian Shaoning next to him, and after feeling the murderous aura that lingered in his sneer, he couldn't help but shudder, and felt that--this atmosphere is what can be had at this time.

"You still look like this, you look fierce... Oh no, fierce." Ding Jing got up to Jian Shaoning for a long time, "It's not interesting."

Jing Jiu looked at Ding Jing weakly: "..." That is not ferocious, it is aura.

But presumably Ding Jing didn't care what kind of description it was, so Jing Jiuqiang resisted not saying anything.

Jian Shaoning said: "Anyway, it's not as interesting as you."

Ding Jing gave a tut, pointed at Jian Shaoning, then nodded again, "This is the truth."

She is very interesting.

Seeing her look of approval, Jian Shaoning smiled vaguely.

At the same time--

The rattling sword not far away finally turned into actual action.

When the youth handed out the skewers to Mo Shangyun, he drew his dagger and moved his hand at Mo Shangyun.

However, before he really hurt Mo Shangyun, he felt a pain in his wrist, and then he was hit hard in the knee socket of his left leg. After that, he was hit several times in a row, but he just didn’t. There is little room for resistance.

When he recovered, he was already pressed on the front of the car, and his wrist felt a thread loosen, but the pain did not disappear. Instead, the touch brought by the blood flow made his scalp numb.

He snorted and looked up at Mo Shangyun, but before he cleared Mo Shangyun’s figure, he felt a cold thread wrapped around his neck, not a sharp weapon such as a dagger, but a wrist The sense of touch always reminds him that his life is threatened at this moment.

I don’t know what weapon the opponent is using, but if used properly, the lethality is adequate...

What he didn't know was that he was just a guinea pig used to test new weapons.

"Sorry, buddy, it's rare to use it once, and I'm a little bit confused about the severity."

Mo Shangyun's voice came from behind.

The youth who was easily subdued: "..." Oh.

Suddenly felt very unconvinced.

However, as the silk thread around his neck became more and more entangled, he did not say what he said.

He was lying on the front of the car, unable to see Mo Shangyun.

But the scene between him and Mo Shangyun fell into the eyes of others, and it was a scene that could not bear to look directly at it.

The youth was stepped on the front of the car with Mo Shangyun's foot. His posture was so miserable that he couldn't bear to look directly at him, but Mo Shangyun was surprisingly chic, stepping on the ground with one foot and showing her slender Long legs. He wears two rings on his right hand. A silk thread that seems to be absent is not very obvious under the light, but everyone can see that there is a silk thread wrapped around the young man’s neck, and the sharpness can be required at any time. Killed his life.

——The head cannot be turned off, but once the artery or trachea is arm, the vital signs will be lost in a short time, and there will be no chance of rescue.

In addition, Mo Shangyun's left hand is also holding a handful of skewers. She holds most of them in her palm, her thumb, index finger, and **** work, and she takes out two skewers separately, which is full of murderous eyes. Here, I ate the skewers so leisurely.

"The taste is okay."

After tasting two bites, Mo Shangyun also gave a very serious evaluation.

"..."

Jing Jiu didn't know what expression to face her praise.

I should have thought of it long ago.

People who can be with Ding Jing shouldn’t be anywhere easy...

After eating a bunch of three bites, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows at Jian Shaoning, and said in a lazy voice: "Okay, now we have a hostage here too."

Speaking of this, she thought of the person who had just been preparing to start from the back, but hadn't appeared for a long time, and planned to look back a few times.

But at this moment, she heard Su Heng’s very easy-to-identify voice from behind--

"No." Su Heng said, "Now there are two."

The next moment, Mo Shangyun heard footsteps.

She looked back and saw that Comrade Su Heng, who was still working on the opposite side, had already taken off her apron and walked towards her at some unknown time. The young man he was carrying, at this moment Unprecedented ferocious look, in his hands like a chicken, his hands are still tied behind his back for some reason, and the one he carried away looks like a fish that can be slaughtered.

Mo Shangyun whistled at Su Heng.

Su Heng approached with a smile, and threw the man in his hand toward the front of the car, and the other side staggered directly onto the front of the car.

"Sister, how are these days moist, do you want to give me some strings?" Su Heng asked Mo Shangyun.

"Look at what you said, brother has spoken, take whatever you want."

Mo Shangyun handed the skewers to Su Heng very readily.

Su Heng, the bandit, took two thirds of it.

While they both were enjoying themselves, the people in other positions couldn't restrain themselves, and they left their place by coincidence, and then drew their swords and approached them directly, surrounding the car. After half a circle, they were surrounded by groups in a blink of an eye.

However, Mo Shangyun and Su Heng were blind, as if they hadn't seen them surrounded by menace, but slowly eating the skewers in their hands.

While talking and discussing.

Mo Shangyun: "Brother, it's not as delicious as you did."

Su Heng: "Next time I go to my brother's place, I will do it for you at any time."

Mo Shangyun: "Okay. Bring your boss Sheng?"

Su Heng: "She is tired of eating."

Mo Shangyun: "Then have a drink together."

Su Heng: "Yes. The smell of this serial port is a bit weak. It would be better to have a little wine."

"Yes," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I think so too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun tilted his head, looked at the dining table where the focus was through the encircling circle, raised his voice and asked, "Shall we serve a few bottles of wine, let's sit down and have a good chat?"