Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 349. Mission [05] Seeking wealth and killing [one more]

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At noon, after completing the mission, North Jiangsu successfully escaped from this emergency.

She was originally involved in this operation, and she should have a series of follow-up tasks, but Bu Yirong took her away as soon as she appeared.

As soon as Subei got in the car, he fell back on his back, pressing his eyebrows wearily.

The three-hour emergency homework. There shouldn’t be any slack in the middle, and the mental tension is high. Now, as soon as the relaxation is over, the exhaustion from the task and the sleepiness accumulated last night are swept away, and the northern part of Jiangsu is closed. After I closed my eyes, I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes.

"I said that your assessment of what kind of trouble is too much torment, right? I have never seen a student participating in so many actual battles."

It took a long time for Subei to complain about it.

"This time is an accident. Those who can work harder." Bu Yirong told the truth.

Now this group of students, most of them are capable of participating in actual combat.

Beijing, like those who have participated in actual combat themselves, was the first to consider this incident.

But it was also urgent enough, she was notified as soon as a decision was made, and she quickly entered the battle without adequate preparation.

However, I didn't expect that Subei's degree of completion was so high. She attracted the attention of the opponent's snipers throughout the entire process. A wave of smooth operations showed that her professionalism was high, and she seemed to have reached the qualifications of a formal team member.

"How is it done?" Subei put his hand down, his eyes opened weakly, but the words in his mouth spoke smoothly, "For this contribution, can it be a little earlier than Mo Shangyun? Become an official team member?"

Bu Yirong thought for a while, smiled and said: "I can consider conveying your meaning to Team Yan."

As soon as Team Yan was mentioned, Subei's face wrinkled into a bun, and she waved her hand hopelessly, "Forget it, he protects the calf."

If you hadn't seen Yan Tianxing in the Marine Corps, Subei would definitely not believe the little bit of trickery between Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangyun.

Anyway, from those few days of observation, Northern Jiangsu is 100% sure that if someone can become an official player in advance, Yan Tianxing will definitely try his best to let Mo Shangyun be that one. If Mo Shangyun is not possible, then he will definitely be. Cancel this advance quota and bring it back to the public ranks.

Without anyone else, people think that the scene of pulling the wind should be given to their own daughter-in-law, and to others... ay! Not happy.

In this unconventional team, it is natural for Subei to give such a small special treatment by the captain.

"You can think so," Bu Yirong said soothingly, "If you have a 90% chance of staying, then Mo Shangyun will only have 80%."

"Don't tell me, I'm mentally balanced." Subei lifted his legs and suddenly came to the spirit, "But why am I not 100%? What's the other 10% chance?"

"Uncertainty."

"It's impossible to deduct 10%." Subei frowned uncomfortably.

Bu Yirong smiled and said: "That will give you one point, ninety-one percent."

Subei nodded with satisfaction at first, but then came over again. She raised her hand and knocked on the seat in front of her, and said in a chilly tone: "Are you playing me like a fool? I'm your great hero."

"What do you want to eat at noon?" Bu Yirong drove around a corner and drove the car into the town.

There are desolate mountains all around. After taking a glance, Subei sat back firmly, and said without hope, "Barbecue."

"OK."

Unexpectedly, Bu Yirong responded readily.

Transformed?

Subei raised his eyebrows and said, "Here are two more bottles of shochu."

Adding this reason is because the two naive ghosts, Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing, drank some wine and sent a message to chat with her last night, angering her who stayed up all night to work. Just thought , I can't help but come here.

Of course, there is no hope.

Unexpectedly, Bu Yirong nodded again, "Yes."

Subei glanced at the back of the head of the man who drove, and frowned--Bu Yirong was so refreshed to agree, it always made her feel uncomfortable.

So I thought about it, and Su Bei said: "However, during work...isn't it?"

"Then don't drink it." Bu Yirong followed her words very quickly.

"Cut."

Subei said contemptuously.

Hooked lips and smiled, and Bu Yirong explained patiently: "Your task is over. It is not during work now."

"It's over?" Subei felt a little unreal.

She remembered that during her itinerary, the duty tasks for the next few days were arranged.

"You will be routinely questioned in the next few days and will not have time to work."

Subei shrugged, expressing understanding.

It is normal for someone to be killed in the action and not to be an official special soldier.

Such things often happen on the navy side.

Stretched, after thinking for a moment, Subei asked: "So you can eat and drink?"

"Almost."

Bu Yirong answered like this.

Subei closed his eyes contentedly.

However, after a while, Bu Yirong glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and suddenly said, "Fasten your seat belt."

"No." Subei opened one eye, subconsciously thinking of Mo Shangyun who was pretentious, and then said solemnly, "I bound my free soul."

"..."

Bu Yirong was taken aback for a moment, feeling that the tone was unusually familiar, after thinking about it, he smiled helplessly.

These people mixed together, and learned the good and the bad, and didn't take a little bit of the dross and preserve the essence.

Go ahead, then give you a chance to stretch your free soul.

Bu Yirong hit the steering wheel abruptly. There was a more dangerous corner in front, but Bu Yirong didn’t mean to brake and slow down. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, a lightning drift flew over, sitting in the back seat without any “constraints”. "The Subei, under such a strong inertia, couldn't control his body for a while. If he didn't grab the doorknob in time, he would have to be thrown away directly.

A thrilling corner sprint, when he reached the straight line, he finally returned to normal.

Subei stabilized, but was not angry.

After sitting steadily, he said angrily: "Bu Yirong, you want to make money and kill you?!"