Behind him, there was a cool voice, mixed with a bit of dissatisfaction.
Someone came around from behind them?! - This was the first reaction of the three people.
However, before the three of them could turn around, they suddenly realized something and immediately stopped.
Why does this voice... sound... like Mo Shangyun's?
This consciousness had just emerged, and the one who spoke last suddenly said "ah" and was knocked down before he could say a word.
The other two people were lying on the right side. They realized something was wrong and made defensive preparations. The moment the person was stunned by Mo Shangyun's hand knife, they immediately launched an attack and swept towards Mo Shangyun with their hands or feet.
.
Mo Shangjun did not forget the two of them. She got a stick from somewhere in her hand and easily used it to distance herself from the two of them. Without close combat, the two of them had basically no lethality.
, before he could hold out for 0 seconds, he was knocked to the ground by Mo Shangjun's bindings.
The two lay on the ground, tilted their heads, and looked at each other in annoyance.
Communicate with eyes.
——Are you still fighting to the death?
——Forget it, we’ll find another opportunity later.
--good.
The two of them discussed it tacitly.
However, Mo Shangyun succeeded, but he did not leave as they wished.
Under the fierce gazes of the two men, Mo Shangjun took out the three vines he had prepared in advance.
"You, you, you... what do you want to do?"
One of them had an ominous premonition, licked his lips and stared at her in disbelief.
Mo Shangjun stepped between the two of them, squatting half-crouched, looking at them with a smile, and swinging the three vines arrogantly, "You have been subdued, you can continue to act. However, I did not say what will happen after I subdue you."
Let you go directly."
The student on the right had a heart-wrenching and distressed look on his face, and he advised Mo Shangyun in a very sad mood: "Instructor Mo, you must be kind."
"Why, I didn't deduct points from you for hiding like this. Isn't that kind enough?" Mo Shangjun began to tie her hands without saying a word.
"..."
The student was speechless, and his previously sad expression suddenly turned into indifference.
She has the nerve to think she is kind!
She's so embarrassed!
Good, I think!
etc--
The student was pressed to the ground, but he turned around with all his strength and looked at the raincoat on Mo Shangjun.
It seems...something...is wrong.
What's wrong?!
The student couldn't think of a reason for that moment.
At this time, the student was attracted by the attention of his companions.
While Mo Shangjun was tying her up, her companion moved to the side little by little, not moving too far, but allowing herself a certain amount of space.
The students looked at her nervously, wondering what she wanted to do.
However, the companion who got a certain gap took a deep breath and started roaring with almost all his strength, "Save—"
A word has just begun to rise, but it has not yet completely roared out of the throat.
After binding the student's hands, Mo Shangjun suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the back of her head, pressing her face to the grass.
The student whose hand was trapped glanced at him in shock. Then, while his mouth was not blocked, he imitated his companions, took a deep breath, and started reporting——
This time, before she could make any sound, Mo Shangyun's other hand approached the back of her head very considerately.
The student sensed the danger, subconsciously stopped his tone, and looked at Mo Shangyun timidly.
"Um?"
Mo Shangyun squinted his eyes and looked at her with a slight smile.
The student shuddered all over, closed his mouth tightly, and then silently shook his head at Mo Shangyun.
So, Mo Shangjun changed his pressing action to stroking.
The student's heart was beating loudly. He felt Mo Shangyun's hand move away. At that moment, the student opened his mouth wide and said, "Help——"
boom.
The student's face kissed the earth intimately.
Mo Shangjun looked at these two people helplessly, one hand and one head, they were really in trouble.
"You are so ignorant, don't say it was me who taught you."
After saying something lazily, Mo Shangyun rewarded both of them with a knife.
At the moment when he fainted, the student suddenly thought of something——
oh.
Mo Shangjun's raincoat is dry.
Did you go somewhere to take shelter from the rain?
Unfortunately, before she had time to think about it, she lost all consciousness.
Mo Shangyun looked at the three unconscious students with satisfaction, spent some time tying them up, and then made a perfect hiding place for them.
Afterwards, evacuate quickly.
The sky is getting darker and darker.
Mo Shangjun is like a ghost, traveling through the jungle. All the movements and sounds of the jungle are gathered together and intertwined with each other, as if he has completely disappeared into it, without any sense of existence.
After an hour and a half, working alone and forming teams, they were already separated by a certain distance while searching for Mo Shangjun.
A battle that is fought so quickly that no one knows about it except those who have experienced it.
Following the same pattern, Mo Shangjun roughly eliminated them.
Time passed little by little.
At some point, the sky became darker and darker, the clarity of vision decreased, and drizzle began to fall in the sky again.
In the jungle, many people had never even seen Mo Shangjun, and they were anxious and hesitant about their next action.
About this time——
"Beep-beep-beep-"
Three familiar whistles sounded in the silent jungle.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)