Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 160. Want to fight? come!

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"Have you heard?!"

With this shout, the smile on the boy who was pointed at by the horn gradually became sluggish.

And, the people next to them were also affected, trembling abruptly, and subconsciously raised their hands to cover their ears.

However, every one of these moving people was smashed off guard.

The threatening voice of Mo Shangyun followed closely--

"All stand up! Move, ten push-ups."

Before the voice was over, they took their hands back one after another and put them down.

But the boy who was targeted earlier withdrew the corner of his mouth disdainfully.

Mo Shangyun glanced at him coldly, raised his hand, grabbed his shoulder directly, and dragged him out of the line.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Mo Shangyun released him, he turned around and shouted at Mo Shangyun angrily, with a very bad attitude.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows. Before he recovered, he directly grabbed his wrist and twisted it back while kicking his toe into his knee socket, causing him to kneel on one knee in pain.

Bending down slightly, Mo Shangyun twisted his hand back with no expression, but with a little effort, his face turned white with pain, and the big beads of sweat couldn't stop falling down.

Mo Shangyun raised his left hand again, the horn was aimed at his ear, and he said: "Add one more, those who are not afraid of death, you can provoke me, but this kind of three-legged cat skills do not need to be used. It's embarrassing, I look down on it!"

After speaking, Mo Shangyun let go of the boy's hand and stood up straight at the same time.

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

But, before he could make any response, Mo Shangyun yelled into his ear again--

"Return to the team!"

The person had tinnitus again. He turned around and subconsciously wanted to growl at Mo Shangyun, but when he raised his eyes, he noticed Mo Shangyun's "You can continue to die" expression, and he swallowed. , He just swallowed the dirty words.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up stubbornly from the ground, and then moved to his position in the line.

Mo Shangyun waited for him to stand before he walked to the front leisurely, holding the horn.

"You guys, rest in place."

Passing by the two rows of people who stood in place at the beginning and became more and more focused on standing, Mo Shangyun paused slightly and spoke to them lazily.

Hearing the sound, the nine people were taken aback for no reason.

After returning to God, they couldn't help turning their heads in surprise, and several people looked at each other.

"Sit down."

Seeing that they hadn't moved for a long time, Mo Shangyun was holding the horn and commanded in a cold voice.

With such an order, they finally stopped hesitating, and sat down with a click.

And, one by one, they basically waited until they sat down cross-legged before they realized they came back to their senses.

Aware of this, they couldn't help but look at each other a few times, only to think that Mo Shangyun's aura was really scary.

Even Yan Jiale couldn't help but glanced at Mo Shangyun secretly, sighing that the friends her cousin can take home are different.

"Stand-upright, take a break."

After a while, Mo Shangyun finally shouted a familiar password.

In the shortest possible time for them to adjust the team, Mo Shangyun began to let these 72 people start to stand in the military posture.

"For half an hour, whoever makes a mess, add ten minutes to all," Mo Shangyun said slowly, "If you don't want to rest, just do it."

After speaking, Mo Shangyun glanced at the people sitting on the ground, "You guys--"

Before the words were finished, the nine people all stood up from the ground.

"Go there to rest."

Mo Shangyun pointed to the shade of trees next to her.

The difference in treatment made the nine people a little flattered.

However, Mo Shangyun didn't care about that much, and quickly shouted: "Yan Jiale!"

"To!"

Yan Jiale shouted.

Looking at her, Mo Shangyun said: "Help me stare at them."

For a moment, Yan Jiale was surprised, but still shouted: "Yes!"

Mo Shangyun threw the trumpet to her, clapped his hands, and left.

It may be because of the surname Yan, Mo Shangyun still has a certain trust in Yan Jiale, not to mention that she usually performs well, trying to turn herself into a decent soldier.

As soon as she left, the military lineup standing in the sun did not immediately disperse and mess up.

On the one hand, they weren’t brave enough, on the other hand, they didn’t know how long Mo Shangyun would go, whether they were going to leave, or whether they were playing tricks on purpose.

It’s just that, as time passed, many people were a little bit uncontrollable, sore, dripping with sweat, wet, hot and sticky.

Gradually, someone started to make small movements, relax their tight legs a little bit, and seize every opportunity to rest.

Yes--

Unfortunately, Yan Jiale is not afraid of offending people.

"You, legs!"

Yan Jiale, who has been observing them with all his heart, raised his trumpet, came to the third row of the third boy with his left leg stretched forward, and spoke to him in a round tone.

The boy was sweating, and he was already irritable. When he saw Yan Jiale, a fake fox running over, he suddenly stopped getting angry, and stared at Yan Jiale with his eyes wide open.

"How old are you?"

The boys are rude.

"Military posture doesn't stand like this." Yan Jiale suppressed his anger and emphasized to him.

However, her serious appearance made many people around her sigh.

"Also let you teach?"

"You can stand in the military position so well, then stand and show us."

"It's funny, running errands for Mo Shangyun, and it seems to be very proud."

……

Hearing the sound of ridicule and sarcasm, Yan Jiale's strong anger arose.

"Instructor Mo is right, you are a bunch of rubbish! You are not worthy to wear military uniforms!"

Yan Jiale yelled at the loudspeaker, and the loud voice was even heard in the rows next door.

As soon as her voice fell, the people around became angry. Many of them stopped standing in the military posture and walked over. In a blink of an eye, a few tall boys surrounded the Yan Jia orchestra.

Some boys wanted to persuade a few words, but they were quickly pushed to the periphery.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Even the students who wanted to stand in the military position seriously were baffled by this situation.

"Garbage? Then what are you who are with us?"

"Don't think you are a girl, we won't do anything to you!"

"The little girl is capable of filming, you just opened your mouth, right?"

……

Yan Jiale took a deep breath and raised her head to look at the boys taller than her, her expression not even weak.

Although she didn't learn a few tricks, but--

The surname Yan is not annoying!

"Want to fight, don't you?!" Yan Jiale slammed the horn on a person's foot. When the person was taken a step back by surprise, she yelled at the people around, "Come on!"

"..."

She shouted so imposingly, but she stunned the others.

Although they are all "junk", but...not to fight with girls.

But-shit, a girl like this usually crashed into this posture, I'm afraid she would have been crying long ago, right?

So, the boys who hadn't really planned to do it in the first place felt embarrassed when they stepped back, and they didn't have the guts to do it. They could only stand in place stupidly.

"What's the matter, you learned how to bully girls after I've been away for a while?"

When they were in a stalemate, a familiar voice floated, and the lazy tone made them feel uncomfortable everywhere, and they subconsciously dispersed.

Following, Mo Shangyun’s voice came again——

"Don't rush away."

Mo Shangyun speaks arrogantly, without the slightest serious tone, as if she greets casually, but they have just seen her ability to subdue people with one hand, they dare not take her look like this. Kindly.

Sure enough, at the moment they froze in place, Mo Shangyun said again--

"Just leave your position, be honest, stand in front of you."

"..."

The six people who surrounded them all stood up unwillingly.

At the same time, Yan Jiale also picked up the trumpet on the ground, patted the dust on the trumpet with a little guilty conscience, then walked out of the line and walked straight to Mo Shangyun.

And, when he was about to come to Mo Shangyun, Yan Jiale discovered that Mo Shangyun was holding a small folding stool in his hand and a large bag, all filled with herbal tea.

"Instructor Mo."

Withdraw his mind, Yan Jiale handed over the speaker.

Mo Shangyun vacated a hand and took it, "Apart from a few of them, who else moved?"

"Report," Yan Jiale looked at the line and began to report one by one, "The third in the row, the sixth in the second row, the second in the second row, the seventh in the fourth row..."

Yan Jiale has all reported, and there are 7 in total.

Among them, Xu Qin and Du Xiangxiang were both successfully named.

Apart from a certain distance, Mo Shangyun saw Du Xiangxiang's resentful gaze cast toward Yan Jiale.

Look at Yan Jiale again, with a serious appearance, and he is not moved by it.