Military boots stepped on the surrounding weeds, making an unmistakable rustling sound. People were approaching from all directions. Gradually, the light of the flashlight also came closer, and beams of light hit the center of the road.

With so many people, it is naturally impossible for them to be enemies.

Mo Shangjun glanced at the trunk of the car with a calm expression and heard a heavy crash, but it was obscured by the heavy rain, so it was not that loud.

Mo Shangyun pretended that he was deaf and walked slowly towards the road.

The driver was still struggling in the car. The strong man who was kicked to death was rolling on the ground. The last one was left. He just followed him to the edge of the road. When he heard the noise around him, he immediately stopped where he was, with a slight panic on his face.

He seemed to realize that this was most likely enemy support.

Mo Shangyun strode towards him.

He hurriedly took two steps back and looked around. Feeling the approaching crowd, he immediately made up his mind and ran back.

After not running far, he saw the motorcycle abandoned by Mo Shangjun on the ground.

Without thinking much, the strong man ran over and helped the motorcycle up without thinking.

Seeing Mo Shangjun walking over, he sat directly on the motorcycle, and then gave Mo Shangjun a mocking and provocative smile.

But, the next moment, the smile on his face completely froze.

Mo Shangjun raised his left hand.

A bunch of keys hung on her finger, and they swayed gently as she moved.

The strong man lowered his head in disbelief. Looking at the motorcycle without the key, he suddenly felt a desperate emotion called extreme joy and sorrow.

At this time——

Countless flashlight beams came over.

Focus on Mo Shangjun and Zhuang Han.

A pair of eyes quickly moved to Mo Shangyun. When he saw clearly the woman standing on the muddy road, soaked in the rain, but with no trace of her aura, her eyes almost popped out of her head.

wipe!

Why is Mo Shangyun here?

Mo Shangjun glanced around with a cold expression, taking in the increasing number of people nearby.

They were all wearing uniform training uniforms, with familiar faces, as if they were the same group of people in the training camp.

However, there should not be more than 300 people, at most, there are more than 100 people.

Soon, one or two people came back to their senses, looked at Mo Shangyun in astonishment, and began to express doubts.

"Instructor Mo!"

"Instructor Mo, what are you doing here?"

"Instructor Mo, you are dressed like this...what happened?"

…

Amidst the noise, Mo Shangyun slowly took out the whistle.

A group of students who had already figured out her little habit immediately shut their mouths, and the noise gradually subsided.

The strong man who was still sitting on the motorcycle looked at the group of people blankly, and then his eyes were fixed on Mo Shangyun.

Who is this woman?

"What are you doing standing still?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly, playing with the black whistle in his hand. He raised his eyelids, and his sharp and dangerous gaze fell on the strong man not far away. Mo Shangyun

He uttered one word coldly, "Go!"

With Mo Shangjun's orders, they acted completely according to Mo Shangjun's orders even though they were completely confused.

The surrounding students rushed towards the strong man in a swarm.

If some people thought it was a drill when they first rushed up, but when they saw the strong man showing off his knife and waving it at them unceremoniously, they gradually understood what was going on.

As a result, his men showed no mercy in their movements, and their punches and kicks were extremely harsh.

Dozens of people besieging one person, the scene is simply unbearable to watch.

Mo Shangyun glanced at it for a few times, then tilted his head and looked at the deserted grassland aside. He saw that two other strong men were also besieged, and even Shen Qing, who was locked in the trunk, was rescued.

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"Momo! Momo!"

Yan Gui, who had just fished out Shen Qing, immediately waved to Mo Shangyun.

The next moment, Shen Qing, who had the cotton gagged in his mouth, broke down and cried in the heavy rain, scaring several students around him who looked confused and subconsciously took a few steps away.

Yan Gui didn't pay attention. He glanced at Shen Qing, who had healthy limbs but was hysterical, and ran towards Mo Shangyun impatiently.

"Mo Mo——"

When Yan Gui ran closer, he opened his hands specifically towards Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun made no move and stared at him coldly. Yan Gui immediately stopped and put his hands down.

"Mo Mo, why are you here?" Yan Gui looked at Mo Shangyun with a smile, then raised his eyes, looked around, and asked Mo Shangyun with interest, "Who are they?"

"Human traffickers." Mo Shangyun took over lazily.

"...Huh?" Yan Gui opened his eyes in surprise, "Is this true?"

He thought this was an exercise specially prepared for them...

Just now I thought that just these few people were too inconsistent with the cruel and cruel intuition that Yan Tianxing gave them today.

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about you?"

"The night competition organized by instructor Yan was divided into three groups. Our group happened to be assigned to this area. No, it was just halfway through. There was too much movement here, so the pastoral instructor asked us to come over and take a look."

Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes slightly.

As expected, it was arranged by Yan Tianxing.
Chapter completed!