The whistle sound was very sharp, and it never stopped from the beginning to the middle of stopping, for nearly twenty seconds.

Ren Tianying's whistle was hung around his neck, and after putting it down, he would look at everyone leisurely.

"Impact the high ground in the direction of one o'clock, seven times...Han Yao, ten times."

One sentence originally scared everyone, but the next half of her sentence shocked everyone's chin.

Everyone silently laid wax for Han Yao in their hearts, and at the same time lamented Ren Tianying's ruthless move.

The three people who stopped because of the whistle, He Xiaoling and Sha Long stood side by side, pinching one hand against his waist, Sha Long held back and said nothing.

Han Yao looked at the two people who were showing off on the opposite side of him without restraint, rolled his eyes,

Suddenly, he heard Ren Tianying's words, looked up, and under Ren Tianying's gaze, he picked up the hat that was thrown on the ground and put it on.

He Xiaoling and Sha Long were like watching a show, looking at her with gloating expressions, their eyes full of evil taste.

Looking at the couple, Han Yao rolled his eyes wide and said, "I wish you break up as soon as possible."

After looking at He Xiaoling's hand on Sha Long's waist, Han Yao left this sentence without hesitation.

He chased after a group of people who had already run to the high ground. Finally, he took a provocative look at all the four people standing and not moving.

Ren Tianying and Jiang Han took Han Yao's gaze, looked at each other, and then separated their eyes. They had nothing to fear. If their soldiers could not be suppressed, they should not go out and hang out.

However, it turns out...it's too much to end.

Han Yao hit the high ground ten times, but in the end she still made her speed consistent with the seven times. When she reached the end, she supported her legs and gasped.

Although my legs hurt very much, I still insisted on not sitting down without a single butt. I pressed the muscles on my legs with my fingers that I didn’t have much strength to relieve the swelling and pain on my legs.

At her feet, Zhang Lanxiao was in a state of good condition, but Zhu Junyang was different. She lay motionless on the sand.

Han Yao kicked her,

"You move."

Zhu Junyang lay down like a dead person, Han Yao pressed his feet against her back and turned her face hard.

Very well, looking at the person facing the sand without breathing, he chuckled and continued to pat his legs.

Zhu Junyang almost got over the back of Han Yao's hand, and tried to support him with his arms and wanted to turn over again, but he never succeeded.

Seeing that she was about to die of suffocation in the sand, suddenly a pair of hands helped her up and let her sit up.

Zhu Junyang didn't see who helped her clearly, so he reached out to wipe the sand on his face and began to thank the person in front of him.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The words stuck in my throat, Zhu Junyang disappeared in an instant.

I hurriedly looked away and was about to get up in a hurry, but the busier I was always more and more chaotic.

With an unstable foot, Zhu Junyang was about to fall. Tang Weixi was afraid that she would fall, so she hurriedly reached out to help her.

But his hand stretched out undoubtedly made Zhu Junyang even more panicked.

After a moment of struggle, both of them fell on the beach.

The moment he fell down, a breath of breath came from around him.

Zhu Junyang was extremely panicked. In the eyes of outsiders, Tang Weixi and her current posture were her forcing him to kill him.

No wonder there are those sounds.

But that was not her intention! Zhu Junyang, who didn't want to get involved in Tang Weixi, quickly got up from Tang Weixi.

During this period, I don’t know where I pressed it, but Tang Weixi’s muffled groan was heard in my ear.

However, Zhu Junyang has no intention of paying attention to it...
Chapter completed!