In less than half an hour, Ding Jing and Yu Yitong had accumulated forty or fifty penalty laps at Mo Shangyun. The two looked at each other and almost cut Mo Shangyun into pieces in this deserted place.

Already.

There was only one reason for not taking action against Mo Shangjun - they couldn't defeat Mo Shangjun even if they joined forces.

"Mo Shangyun, what made you become such a gangster at heart?"

When the score reached 100 laps, Ding Jing raised his hand and covered his chest as if he was vomiting blood. His eyes were horrified and his expression was unbelievable. He stared at Mo Shangyun with wide eyes.

A posture of "die with eyes open".

Mo Shangjun sighed and said sincerely: "I can't wait for you to grow into sharpshooters."

"Fuck you!"

Ding Jing smashed the gravel in his hand back into the wooden box and said angrily.

Yu Yitong asked from the side: "How about you show your hand?"

Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows with a smile and glanced at the two of them.

Then, he reached into the carton, picked up a piece of muddy gravel, looked around, opened his mouth to announce a point, and then threw the gravel at the target point.

The technique was fast, accurate and ruthless, with a "snap" sound, the gravel hit the target and bounced away.

Ding Jing and Yu Yitong stared at this scene in stunned silence.

Mo Shangyun raised his head triumphantly and said, "Call Master."

Ding Jing: "..."

Yu Yitong: "..."

"Take care of these fancy things." Ding Jing muttered unconvincedly, but the next moment, she suddenly approached Mo Shangyun and said spinelessly, "Master, please teach me."

"Isn't it fancy?" Mo Shangyun looked at her with disdain.

"I can't stand this handsome move!"

Ding Jing is very convinced of the advantages of this move.

Mo Shangyun: "..." Virtue!

So, the rest of the way is about how Mo Shangyun teaches them how to control the throwing accuracy.

When they were about to reach the key point, the driver asked them what they were doing. After receiving the answer, the driver was confused for a long time, and finally wiped his face and went back to continue driving.

——Were they driven crazy by this earthquake?

The driver was thinking in a cold sweat, and suddenly felt that danger was lurking around him.

*

In the afternoon, the vehicle arrived at its destination.

The three of them, Mo Shangjun, kept struggling on the road, but after landing they were still full of energy and not tired at all.

It was not because of anything else but that the ride was too painful. Being able to firmly plant their feet on the ground was what they most eagerly awaited.

When you are satisfied, your spirit is always good.

Not long after landing, Su Bei walked out of a busy crowd.

"Finally you are here." Su Bei glanced at them and became a little impatient with the wait.

"Oh, look at this little pretty face."

As soon as Ding Jing walked over, he raised his hand to touch Su Bei's bruised face.

Su Bei rolled his eyes at her and opened her hand.

"Don't touch me with your claws." Su Bei threatened.

Ding Jing was like teasing a dog, playing two fake tricks here in Su Bei, and finally wiped Su Bei's face.

"Mo Shangyun, take care of her!" Su Bei complained to Mo Shangyun speechlessly.

I don’t know how they did it. After a bumpy journey, they were still in the mood to engage in such tricks.

Mo Shangyun, who had already walked some distance away, looked back when he heard the sound, waved his hand and said: "This shameless thing is for you."

Su Bei: "..."

Ding Jing: "..."

"You two..." Yu Yitong put his hands in his trouser pockets and glanced at them as he passed by, "It's hopeless."

After saying that, Yu Yitong left calmly under their gazes.

Su Bei and Ding Jing looked at each other, then moved away in disgust.

Get out of here, all revolutionary friendship!

The two followed Mo Shangjun and Yu Yitong.

This is a village seriously affected by the disaster, with a large population, but by this time, all the excavation work has failed to find any living things.

It was not an emergency, and Mo Shangyun and others did not eat. Su Bei asked them to rest first, then turned around and brought them some self-heating rice.

"Is the food so good?"

Mo Shangyun, who rarely had hot food, asked Su Bei in surprise.

Now the rescue work is not so tense. The main focus is on the accommodation and supplies of the victims. This is basically a mountainous area, and it is difficult for vehicles to get in. There is a group of troops that clear the roads to allow supplies and vehicles to come in, but there are some delays.

, so supplies are extremely scarce in many places.

This should be a more remote mountain village, why...

Is there such a good meal?

You know, when they were in the last village, Mo Shangyun and the others just made do with each other. The most they ate were compressed biscuits and chocolate, the kind of military food that simply replenished energy.

"Well," Su Bei nodded, "Yesterday, a rich man brought a convoy of supplies, including food, clothing, and housing. Now there is no shortage of anything."

"Damn, what a good guy!"

Ding Jing opened the package of self-heating rice and interjected with a sigh.

"He is indeed a good man," Su Beidao said. "He also brought a group of people to be volunteers and volunteered to help participate in the rescue. Not to mention, they were all very muscular, with tattoos and gold chains, and they ended up doing the work.

Let’s compete one by one, just that row of tents——”

Su Bei pointed to the newly erected row of tents, "They built them all, and they completed it in one morning."

"Not bad." Mo Shangjun glanced at it, and then asked with interest, "What's the background?"

Su Bei shrugged, "I don't know."

Mo Shangyun smiled.

But soon, the smile froze on my lips——
Chapter completed!