"What a coincidence. You can encounter them whenever you patrol."
"..."
Various roaring words appeared on the silent faces of the frogmen.
——Is this a coincidence? It was clearly a purposeful encounter!
——Can you please clarify your identity? The enemy is the enemy, so it’s as if you are patrolling for us!
——How do you say such shameless words in a serious manner?!
Mo Shangyun noticed that their facial muscles were trembling and thought that the sea breeze was really cold, but then he didn't care.
Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu were relatively calm. They looked at the three frogmen very calmly and sympathetically, and then turned their attention to Mo Shangyun.
"How about we have a meal by the way?" Duan Zimu looked calm and extended an invitation to Mo Shangyun.
"so good?"
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows, and his eyes met Duan Zimu's eyes.
At that moment, Peng Yuqiu seemed to see two foxes.
"It's not easy to meet here," Duanzi Muchao stepped aside, leaving a little space for Mo Shangyun, and then added with a half-smile, "That's right."
The frogman on the other side saw this and quickly moved out of the way.
"Then I'm welcome."
Mo Shangyun happily sat down next to him.
The moment she sat down, the frogman next to her shivered for some reason.
It feels like a dangerous creature is sitting next to you.
"She can't hide two kilograms of bombs, right?" The shorter frogman pulled him and whispered in his ear.
He rolled his eyes at the other person.
simile!
Peng Yuqiu is a metaphor, right?
Mo Shangjun has such a good figure, how could he not notice that he had two kilograms of explosives hidden in his body?!
However, the person who didn't wait for his response was still looking at Mo Shangjun intentionally or unintentionally, still curious, "Where on earth could two kilograms of explosives be hidden on Mo Shangjun? Is it on the black plastic bag she was holding?"
”.
"Give."
Duan Zimu handed the fragrant grilled fish to Mo Shangyun.
"Thanks."
Mo Shangyun took it over without politeness.
Seeing her take a bite of the fish and then frowning very obviously, Duanzi didn't laugh or cry, so in the end he had to wipe his face.
——After all, they are here to eat and drink, can you give them some recognition for their craftsmanship? It’s so obvious that you dislike them, and it’s so disrespectful.
"Zimu."
Peng Yuqiu gave one of the shrimps to Duan Zimu.
Duan Zimu reached out and took it.
However, the moment the shrimp came into his hands, Duan Zimu suddenly felt a cold air coming from his feet to the top of his head, causing him to shiver on the spot.
Sure enough, when he tilted his head, he saw Mo Shangyun looking at them with slight surprise, and then asked something that worried him——
"Where are the shrimps?"
Duan Zimu: "..."
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
Three Frogmen: "..."
Oh my god, is there really such a thick-skinned girl?
"Give."
Duan Zimu's lips twitched slightly and he handed the shrimp in his hand to Mo Shangyun.
"I'm so sorry." Mo Shangjun said politely.
The reason why she was called "hypocritical" was because while she was speaking, she had already easily pulled the shrimp away. With such quick and neat movements, she was afraid that Duan Zimu would regret it temporarily.
The three frogmen were stunned.
This development is incredible...
No, no, is she really unaware of her identity?
Peng Yuqiu looked at Mo Shangyun who inserted the branch with the fish into the sand and then started to peel the shrimp. He sighed in his heart and then reluctantly handed his other shrimp to Duan Zimu.
.
This time, he remained silent, trying not to attract Mo Shangyun's attention.
However, when he handed it to Duan Zimu, Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids and glanced this way unhurriedly.
Peng Yuqiu almost took the shrimp back as if he had no conditioned reflex.
Fortunately, Mo Shangjun only glanced at it, and then looked at Peng Yuqiu with a smile, as if he was mocking him, and Peng Yuqiu threw the shrimp to Duan Zimu angrily.
Duan Zimu paused for half a minute. After making sure that Mo Shangjun didn't want to hit the shrimp in his hand, he breathed a sigh of relief.
When he raised his hand to peel the shrimp, Duan Zimu realized that due to Mo Shangjun's abnormal behavior, he actually cherished a shrimp very much.
However, on the first day on the island, they actually did not need to worry about food.
Then I went to see the other three frogmen. They were all very nervous. They were busy eating grilled fish with their heads down, and observing Mo Shangjun's actions out of the corner of their eyes, as if they were afraid that Mo Shangjun was eyeing their food.
Duan Zimu raised his hand and touched his nose.
No matter how he looked at this posture, he felt that they were all being fooled around by Mo Shangjun.
No one spoke, everyone was lowering their heads to eat the food in their hands. Soon, even Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu were no exception, and they concentrated on eating the grilled shrimps in their hands.
"When do you plan to attack?"
After finishing the shrimp in his hand, Mo Shangjun suddenly asked them.
"Ahem——"
A frogman next to him was choked. The friend next to him was startled, and handed him water and patted him on the back.
However, the remaining frogman on the opposite side stuffed the remaining fish into his mouth like a conditioned reflex, then picked up the rifle next to him and pointed the muzzle at Mo Shangyun's head.
Seeing this scene, Mo Shangyun was even surprised by their slowness.
In her plan, she was prepared to have a gun pointed at her head when she first showed up.
As a result, she had to wait until she finished eating one shrimp.
Mo Shangyun felt very sorry for him.
With such a person's normal reaction, the other two frogmen also reacted one after another, quickly stopped what they were doing, picked up the gun beside them, pointed it at Mo Shangyun, and then quickly pulled the safety.
Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu looked at each other across the fire.
have to.
What is supposed to come will eventually come.
However, they were quite courageous in being able to wait calmly for Mo Shangyun to finish eating.
"W-what do you mean?"
The first person to raise the gun raised his head and asked Mo Shangyun with a fierce look on his face.
Oh shit!
What on earth does this person mean?!
When two people meet, shouldn't they be fighting to the death? How could it develop into a harmonious scene of sitting together and having lunch?!
He was almost made to doubt his life, and his mind was in a mess - subconsciously he felt that this was a relaxing vacation, and there was no sense of urgency for fighting at all! (To be continued)