After threatening them, Mo Shangyun walked away in a swaggering manner.
Yan Gui, Li Liang and others followed her consciously, and the large group of people walked away in the blink of an eye.
Xin Shuang came back to his senses and found that Duan Zimu had disappeared without a trace.
I'm afraid he left long ago.
"Brother Xing," someone popped up from behind and asked in disbelief, "Is that female officer really more powerful than Qin Xue?"
Xin Shuang frowned and said harshly: "You have fought with her, and you don't know it?"
The man was speechless for a moment.
Although he had fought with her, but... wasn't he using despicable means? Taking advantage of his temporary blindness, he was instantly killed without even having time to resist.
No matter what, he couldn't judge Mo Shangyun's true ability.
After a while, Xin Shuang said irritably: "She is very powerful, don't mess with her in the future."
If before, they thought that Li Liang and others were just trying to protect Mo Shangyun because she was a woman, but after this incident...it is undeniable that Mo Shangyun has this ability.
Moreover, ability is not just that simple.
The assessment has just begun, and there is still a long way to go. The second and third stages of the assessment have not yet been determined. They can no longer provoke this unfathomable person.
Otherwise, they will only suffer.
*
Camp.
As soon as he came back, Mo Shangyun said goodbye to Li Liang and others. Yan Gui originally wanted to go with her, but she stopped him with a look.
He had no choice but to walk back together with Li Liang and the others.
Seeing them walking away, Mo Shangjun took out a whistle from his pocket.
This was when she went to the conference tent to ask for a pen. The one she came over to after seeing it was probably Yan Tianxing's. It was easy to get it.
Now it's time to give it back.
If you're lucky, you can do it without even noticing.
If you're not lucky...
You can fool him by just making up any excuse.
Carrying the whistle, Mo Shangjun came all the way to the conference tent.
The drizzle was like a needle, and I don't know when it started to float again. It was dense and dense. The night breeze was cool, blowing the drizzle on my face, bringing a chill all over my body.
It was past nine o'clock, and the lights in the conference tent were still on.
Without thinking much, Mo Shangyun walked over directly. However, before he reached the door, he heard a voice coming from inside.
The night was very quiet, with only the sound of wind and rain coming from inside, very clearly.
"Yan, this is a freshly made midnight snack. Eat it while it's hot."
It was Ji Ruonan's voice.
Compared with his usual decisive and crisp voice, his voice sounded a little more gentle in this night.
Mo Shangyun stood there and did not move forward.
There was no more sound inside.
After a while, Mo Shangyun turned around, hung the whistle on a branch nearby, let it hang, and then left calmly.
…
Inside the conference tent, there was a warm light.
Yan Tianxing sat at the conference table and opened the summary that Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng took the time to make.
Ji Ruonan put the lunch box filled with midnight snacks on the table and stood beside him.
After scanning Mo Shangjun's results, Yan Tianxing raised his eyes, first glanced at the steaming supper, and then looked at Ji Ruonan to one side.
His brows furrowed slightly, a little displeased.
Ji Ruonan knew what was going on, and quickly explained: "Mucheng made it. I want to add some extra food after I finish my work, so I'll bring it over."
To say it's just a matter of course is not entirely correct.
I just made an excuse to come and have a look.
"Um."
Yan Tianxing responded indifferently.
Thinking of Mo Shangjun who didn't even eat breakfast on time, Yan Tianxing's eyes darkened, and an unknown emotion flashed through him.
I wonder if that girl has eaten enough.
Ji Ruonan didn't disturb him, told him to eat while it was hot, then turned and walked out the door.
Once the people left, the conference tent became even more deserted.
Yan Tianxing opened the page of the achievement summary in his hand and scanned it at a glance, but he was a little absent-minded.
He raised his eyelids, glanced across the desktop casually, paused, and stopped on a stack of folders.
There should have been a whistle there.
No one will take it.
I heard that Mo Shangjun came here.
*
The night is getting darker.
Mo Shangjun wandered around the campground, and when the lights were about to go out, he wanted to go to tent No. 7.
She paused, determined her location, determined her direction, and then found the nearest road.
However--
Not far away, I heard a familiar voice ahead.
It seems to belong to Liang Zhiqiong.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun lightened his steps and walked forward slowly.
The sound also became clearer.
"Peng Yuqiu, am I so unworthy of you? I'm just falling in love with you, and I'm not asking you to commit suicide with me. What do you mean by that expression?!" Liang Zhiqiong's tone was filled with anger.
Mo Shangyun made a detour and stood under the tree, hiding in the darkness. Then he looked up and saw two figures.
It's Liang Zhiqiong and Peng Yuqiu.
The two stood face to face, keeping a distance of about half a meter. Liang Zhiqiong clenched his hands into fists, seemingly suppressing his emotions.
"Are you planning to take over the throne?" Peng Yuqiu's voice was low, suppressing his helplessness.
"Damn, I can make it to the morning." Liang Zhiqiong said angrily.
Frowning slightly, Peng Yuqiu reminded, "Lights out soon, go back early."
"I don't want it!" Liang Zhiqiong said arrogantly, "If you don't agree, I won't leave!"
"Liang Zhiqiong, you are an adult, can you be careful?"
"Peng Yuqiu, are you mentally ill?" Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, "I am good-looking, I can serve as a soldier and make money, and I have a good family background. Being with you will not increase your income.
The financial burden, taking a beautiful girlfriend like me out will only make you look good, tell me, what else are you dissatisfied with?!"
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
Mo Shangjun leaned against the tree.
I heard a slight noise in my ears.
Looking down at the watch again, there are still three minutes until lights out.
I was in a hurry to go back and had no time to listen to the wall.
Raising her eyebrows, Mo Shangyun directly raised her hand and stretched it up the tree. When she pulled it back down, a snake was struggling in her hand.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)