The people who attacked Sha Jian have withdrawn, but the atmosphere among the elite troops and Yan Tianxing and his entourage has not improved yet.
Just now, there was an elite who couldn't stand it anymore. He had a disagreement with Yan Tianxing's people and started a fight.
In the originally tense atmosphere, such a small dispute broke out, and the two groups immediately gathered around to form two factions. In the blink of an eye, a big commotion broke out.
Compared with the agitated elites, Yan Tianxing's people were much calmer. They were doing their own thing, but they came from all directions, hugging or carrying guns, and surrounded half of them with a few dozen or twenty people.
The posture is impressive enough.
"Master Yan, don't you go and take a look?"
Chu Ye, who came back from watching, ran to an off-road vehicle and asked Yan Tianxing with a playful smile on his face, who was sitting inside with his eyes closed.
Yan Tianxing raised his eyelids.
He didn't react. Wei Nan, who had a cold face, walked out of nowhere, came behind Chu Ye, directly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Chu Ye's neck, and dragged Chu Ye away who was calling for help.
Chu Ye pretended to stretch out a hand towards Yan Tianxing as a gesture of help, but Yan Tianxing didn't even look at him.
Chu Ye was dragged away in despair.
The noise was in full swing over there, but there was no movement from Yan Tianxing's side. However, at a certain moment, he suddenly turned his head and glanced behind him.
Suddenly, I saw something approaching this way.
Yan Tianxing was stunned for a moment, then paused, pursed his lips slightly, then raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
Really, I am impressed... by her.
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A carriage is driving on a winding and flat road.
The villagers in front were driving a carriage, and behind, they were dragging a four-wheeled flatbed truck with some straw on it. The two people on the straw gradually fell into the sight of others.
One is lying on the straw, with the navy's camouflage uniform vaguely visible. The other is sitting next to him, leaning on the straw, with his left leg bent and his elbow resting on it. In that posture, he feels like he is sitting back and watching the world.
It was as if everything she could see was her world, and even the carriages and straws could not cover up her aura.
As soon as such a person appeared, people's attention was gradually diverted. Even those who were still arguing felt something strange. The two parties automatically stopped and looked in the direction of the carriage.
The villagers parked their carriages on the roadside.
Immediately, Mo Shangjun, who was sitting on the straw, put his hand on the edge, turned over and jumped out of the carriage.
She ignored the wounded man lying down, but raised her hand to greet the two nearby people, said a few words to them, and handed the wounded man over to them.
Then, under the gaze of many people, she calmly glanced around the camp, then strode towards the direction of the off-road vehicle.
Her walking posture was very lazy, not as neat as a soldier walking. In fact, according to her military rank, there was no need to be so formal. Her combat boots were on the ground, one hand was in her trouser pocket, and the other hand was holding the strap of her rifle.
, the rifle was slung on her shoulder, she came in a carefree manner, her eyes swept all the way, with a smile in her eyes, but she did not stop at anyone.
People like her are always different.
Her arrival, just like the arrival of Yan Tianxing and others, attracted a lot of attention, and the camp gradually became quiet.
Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng, who had just escaped from Ji Zhou, caught a glimpse of Mo Shangjun, couldn't help but look at each other, and smiled in unison.
The elites did not know Mo Shangjun, and those brought by Yan Tianxing basically did not know Mo Shangjun.
Even Wei Nan and Chu Ye had only seen Mo Shangjun wearing Sasil local clothes before, and Mo Shangjun's face was painted black at that time, so they couldn't identify her specific appearance at all.
But, at this moment, they can almost be sure——
This person is Mo Shangyun!
Only such people can ask their captain to come and pick them up in person.
With a delicate and good-looking face, a chic and laid-back temperament, after a night of pursuit, her training uniform was obviously stained with mud, there was even straw on the ends of her hair, and her face was smeared with military paint. She should have looked embarrassed, but she walked towards her. came, but people subconsciously ignored those insignificant things, and what was left was only the impact her aura left on them.
As she approached, some people gradually came back to their senses and exchanged glances with the people around them, with admiration in their eyes. Even those who were not interested in her would not look at her with contempt.
"Momo!"
Mu Cheng jumped out to break the deadlock and waved hello to Mo Shangjun.
As soon as he spoke out, Mo Shangyun's identity was confirmed.
"This is..." Mo Shangjun curled his lips, slightly protracted his voice, looked in a certain direction, raised his brows slightly, and said in a lazy voice, "What are they doing?"
The words faded.
Everyone gathered around suddenly felt a terrifying momentum and subconsciously stepped aside.
Yan Tianxing, who didn't know when he got off the bus, appeared behind the crowd.
He stood there, with a different attitude from the indifferent attitude when he first arrived. His lips were slightly hooked, his brows were smiling, and his whole person was enveloped in the sunlight, looking inexplicably softer.
Tough and tender, that's probably the case.
He can intimidate all kinds of people under his command, and he can also be gentle to his sweetheart.
"They are having a friendly exchange." Yan Tianxing said without changing his expression, and then walked straight towards Mo Shangyun.
As soon as he said these confusing words, everyone around him was stunned.
After all, I have been with him for some time, and everyone is as smart as a human being. The elite troops have not recovered yet, they are just wondering "when did they have friendly exchanges", and they are very "friendly". In the past, I worked side by side with the elites, helping to tidy up my hats, tidy up my collars, and brush the dust off my body, which made the relationship between them really similar.
The elites looked confused, and a few ignorant people wanted to complain that their matter was not over yet, but before they could complain, they were dragged behind the crowd by Yan Tianxing's people to solve the problem privately.
In just ten seconds, Mo Shangyun saw with his own eyes how "shameless" Yan Tianxing's soldiers were, and at the same time, he was amazed at how quickly human beings could change their faces.
wipe.
What kind of soldiers did this bring out?
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)