"Well, there are so few?" Hu Yueyue sighed to herself. Aren't the bosses in the ancient armies always had tens of thousands of people? Well, she doesn't know the army anymore, so she doesn't know, but she instinctively compares it with the ancient army.
.So I sighed instinctively, but I didn’t want to accidentally touch someone’s pride.
Song Tianlang's eyebrows were raised, and the veins on his forehead were pulsing. "You know the army very well?" How dare you say that his 300 men were few? It was still the same disgusting tone.
Shaking his head, "I don't understand!" He didn't notice anything strange about Song Tianlang, and was only thinking about how to punish Meng San appropriately.
Song Tianlang's face twitched. He didn't understand that he dared to say so brazenly that there were only three hundred men. You must know that the most outstanding special forces in the Chinese Empire, the King of Soldiers, are all in his hands. If any of his soldiers are pulled out, they will be defeated by one against a hundred.
!
He was so disliked by a little girl. How could he, the boss of the special forces, lose face? So he was thinking about how to spread knowledge to his little girl.
"Well, I thought about it. In addition to carrying heavy loads and running seventy kilometers, how about boiling bath water for the three hundred people in your team?" As Hu Yueyue's words fell, the words that Song Tianlang was thinking about disappeared.
The corners of her mouth raised a slight arc, and the corners of her eyebrows raised even more. It turned out that this was what she meant just now. She felt that the three hundred people were a little less, which gave Meng San an advantage.
So he responded to the little woman's words and said calmly, "Not bad!" Not a bad idea.
Meng San's face had turned pale when Hu Yueyue spoke, and he secretly hated himself for being so unlucky. He also repeatedly warned himself that if he saw Hu Yueyue in the future, he would take a detour because this woman would definitely not be able to offend him.
Qi Si, who was driving, had not said a word since he got in the car. At this moment, he wanted to reduce his sense of presence. You must know that he had touched the fuse at the porridge shop before, making her cry so sadly. Now
She could think of such a cruel move to punish Meng San. Wouldn't it be his turn to die?
Of course, bad luck always comes from what you think about!
When Hu Yueyue heard that Song Tianlang said it was good, a smile appeared on her face, she took a deep breath, adjusted her sitting posture, found a comfortable position to sit in, and looked at Qi Si who was driving with slightly narrowed eyes. Secretly
She snorted. Originally, she was prepared to ignore it, but now she was no longer prepared to do so. She wanted to fight back fiercely, lest they think she was easy to bully and just come to tease her? Why?
It’s not like she climbed up on the pole and dragged their boss to death? Huh...
So she clicked her tongue and said, "Song Tianlang, I'm thirsty!" She looked at the rearview mirror of the car without moving her eyes. When she spoke, she saw that Qi Si seemed to be shaking all over.
"Here!" Song Tianlang unscrewed the mineral water prepared in the car and handed it to Hu Yueyue. A touch of softness appeared on his resolute and cold face. He was happy with Hu Yueyue's natural instructions.
Hu Yueyue's attention was focused on the rearview mirror. She took a sip of the mineral water and handed it to Song Tianlang.
Turning his head, his black and white eyes flashed with crystal light, "Song Tianlang!"
"Huh?" Song Tianlang responded, without squinting his eyes. He was afraid that if he turned his head to the side, he would burst into laughter. Hu Yueyue looked so cute like this, and her whole body exuded a strange brilliance.