"Kaoru, what are you going on? Where are the other members of your group? Are they hiding somewhere?!"
The other two frogmen also quickly asked.
"Um?"
Mo Shangjun raised his eyelids and glanced at the three of them lazily.
Then, under their nervous gaze, he stretched out his hand——
The three of them subconsciously pushed back and watched her movements with great nervousness, fearing that she would pull out two kilograms of ammunition from somewhere.
But Mo Shangyun disappointed them.
What she was holding was the grilled fish stuck in the sand.
She picked it up, put the grilled fish to the tip of her nose and smelled it. The fish was not so hot anymore, but it had a bit of fishy smell, but it was well prepared and not unpalatable.
She took a bite and swallowed it with a frown.
"say something!"
Although the frogman closest to her had a sturdy figure, his voice was stuttering when he spoke.
He stared at Mo Shangyun, his eyes could pop out of his head.
"I'm on patrol, so I stopped by to see you." Mo Shangjun said, calmly as if he were a guest, but what was pointed at her was not the muzzle of the gun, but the flowers.
"Do you know what our current relationship is?" the man said angrily.
Mo Shangjun paused slightly and looked at him in confusion, "What relationship can we have?"
Her question seemed straightforward, but as soon as she said it, something seemed wrong.
The man paused for a few seconds, then managed to blush.
The shorter man behind him immediately put his head out and helped to save the situation: "What he said is that we are attacking you. We are on the opposite side now. We can shoot at you at any time."
"That's right," the person opposite nodded hurriedly, "What do you want to do? Come to get our intelligence? Or have you set some trap nearby? You, tell the truth, we can shoot you at any time.
"
Seeing their nervous looks, Mo Shangjun chuckled and said in a kind tone: "We are all brothers. How can we make the relationship so tense?"
Peng Yuqiu silently held his forehead.
brother?
Can she make up this kind of non-technical nonsense?
How much do you underestimate their IQ?
"Who is your brother now?!"
"Say quickly, or we will shoot!"
"Do you believe we can tie you up at any time? No matter how many traps you have, we can still subdue you first!"
The three men threatened angrily.
Mo Shangyun glanced at them one by one, and then wagged his finger meaningfully.
"clatter."
"clatter."
Two sounds sounded almost at the same time.
One shot hit the feet of the frogman closest to Mo Shangjun, and the other shot penetrated the grilled fish held by the frogman opposite. The half-eaten grilled fish was penetrated, and the bones and fish meat were left empty.
The shattering of the bullet impact.
The air froze for a few seconds.
The man looked closely and found that there was only one head left in the grilled fish in his hand, and he immediately felt terrible pain in his body.
at the same time--
High on the island.
"I almost fell asleep waiting."
Su Bei once again aimed his gun and complained in a slightly tired tone.
Not far away, Chen Shuhao was lying in the grass, silently finding his target again.
"Are you taking action?" Mu Cheng asked in the channel in surprise.
"Um."
Su Bei responded calmly.
"What are their expressions? Are they scared to death?" Mu Cheng asked enthusiastically.
"Not that much." Su Bei squinted his eyes and took aim. After seeing a stunned face through the scope, he lazily added, "It's almost the same."
Mucheng's laughing voice suddenly sounded on the channel.
"..."
No one spoke anymore.
*
On the beach, by the bonfire.
"You, you, you..."
When the burly man beside him stuttered and couldn't speak, Mo Shangjun suddenly squinted his eyes and looked at the black plastic bag she brought.
Soon, several pairs of eyes followed her obvious movements and began to stare at the bag suspiciously.
It was obvious that something had hit something inside, and it occupies a certain volume. If you put some explosives or something like what Peng Yuqiu said, there would be absolutely no problem.
Although they can be resurrected indefinitely, once the explosion occurs and both Mo Shangyun and them are "dead", they can return to the starting point.
In other words, according to the current rules, Mo Shangyun can leave unscathed.
Mo Shangyun looked up at them and said, "Put down the gun, we can still have a chat."
As he said that, he tore off the fins of the fish and threw them into the bonfire.
"You are called rogues!"
"You don't play like this!"
"You guys are so shameless, can you look like you're having a fight?!"
…
The three frogmen couldn't stand it and felt like they could be driven crazy by her.
"I said," Mo Shangyun moved his wrist and emphasized, "I'm here to patrol, and I want to say hello."
"..."
The three of them were mute.
Duan Zimu looked at this scene that was destined to fail.
It was actually they who started the incident.
From the beginning, they wanted to stimulate each other, to eat by the sea, to find some food in the sea, as if they were on vacation, just to annoy them for not being able to show up.
However, Mo Shangjun treated him in his own way.
You guys are laid-back and don't fight, right?
That works!
I will come here to cooperate with you with great sincerity.
So, Mo Shangjun, who seemed to have no intention of fighting and looked relaxed and at ease, showed up.
Duan Zimu didn't say a word, but he was convinced by Mo Shangjun's cruel methods.
Raising his eyebrows helplessly, Duan Zimu looked at the three frogmen who were so angry that they were about to vomit blood, and ordered in a team leader's tone: "Put down the gun."
The three of them looked at each other, and finally put down their guns reluctantly. (To be continued)