"Beep—"

Another whistle sounded.

The noisy resistance came to an abrupt end.

The whistle seemed to have a magical power, which made the person who heard it unconsciously quiet and unconsciously attracted.

"If you forget even the means of coming in, I can remind you."

Mo Shangyun played with the whistle, but her eyes were like a knife, cutting through each knife, making people shudder.

Her gaze seemed to be substantial.

It cannot be ignored.

“…”

They all shut up.

"Take it out." Mo Shangyun and his men winked, "I think it is necessary to study this sandstorm. It may have an impact on opening the entrance to the government city. Let this group of omnipotent experts help."

"yes!"

Everyone answered in unison.

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun said again: "Take good care and don't let experts do research and suffer."

"yes!"

Everyone answered again.

Usually, they were often rolled by these people, but now Mo Shangyun came to support her, so they were naturally excited.

"What do you mean? There is such a big sandstorm outside, let's stay outside?"

"Anything can you afford to say anything? "

"I'm going to complain to you!"

...

The foreign aid team, who had a premonition of the problem, gradually began to boil and started to make trouble one by one.

However, what can they do without the power of a chicken? Once they are picked up, they can't even say a word, and they can only be carried away like a chicken.

but--

There are exceptions.

Meng Ji was actually a trainee. She tried a few moves with the person who came to catch her, and forced her to retreat even if she was far taller and stronger than her.

The man took a few steps back and wanted to move forward again.

Suddenly, he pressed him with one hand. When he turned around, he saw Mo Shangyun standing beside him, and shook his head with him.

Then, Mo Shangyun got started by herself.

Mo Shangyun's movements were extremely fast. Before others could see clearly how she was acting. It seemed that as soon as she fought with Meng Ji, Meng Ji was at a disadvantage. She was subdued in a blink of an eye and was pressed behind her with one hand. Even if she used all her strength, she could not move at all.

In comparison, Mo Shangyun was calm and gentle, as if she had never moved.

"Your senior sister is not the same school as yours, why are you using different tricks?" Ling Xize noticed the abnormality keenly, lowered his voice slightly, and whispered to Si Sheng.

Si Sheng's eyes closed and he thought casually: "She learned the skill of killing people. I learned the orthodox martial arts."

Ling Xize was slightly stunned, "What's the difference?"

"She pursues speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, and I pursues fluent and beautifulness."

“…”

Ling Xize was instantly convinced.

really.

Today's fighting skills all focus on how to quickly and quickly subdue the enemy. However, professions like Mo Shangyun must be mainly focused on saving lives.

There are actually many cumbersome tricks for orthodox martial arts.

But, it's beautiful to fight.

Si Sheng's martial arts have been improved through practical experience. Although it eliminates the tedious and unnecessary movements, it is often played beautifully and will not aim at "injuring people". It is not the key points of the enemy, so there are many points that can be attacked.

More room for play.

Because of this, even if Ling Xize is a half-baked man who has become a monk, it is enough to see at a glance the difference between Mo Shangyun and Si Sheng’s martial arts routines.

After Mo Shangyun threw Meng Ji to his subordinates, Si Sheng suddenly touched Ling Xize and said, "Have I told you?"

"Um?"

"In terms of my master's martial arts, my junior sister learned one or two, and the eldest sister learned five or six. The one who learned the most was me, but only seven or eight points. Since I started my master, I can only use it flexibly, only three or four points." Si Sheng said this, and curled his lower lip, feeling a little proud, "My master, the real master."

Ling Xize: "..." But I have never seen the master you mentioned as the "grandmaster" of your name.

He suddenly asked, "What is the most powerful among your senior sisters?"

"In terms of martial arts, count me." Si Sheng moved his wrist and answered him while walking forward, "In terms of murder, it belongs to my junior sister."

She walked towards Mo Shangyun.

Then--

Take a move towards Mo Shangyun!

At this time, only Ling Xize, Ding Jing, Si Sheng and Mo Shangyun were left in the tent.

At the moment, when the senior sister suddenly started fighting, Ling Xize and Ding Jing were both shocked, but soon realized something, and their hearts fell back.

Mo Shangyun used the same routine to hold Si Sheng's arm, but the movement was very light. She frowned, let go of Si Sheng's hand, and helped Si Sheng rub his arms.

She wondered: "What do you do?"

"Try the woman's trick just now." Si Sheng said.

——Although the woman introduced herself, she didn't take it to her heart and had forgotten her name.

Mo Shangyun asked: "Meng Ji?"

“…”

Si Sheng glanced at her leisurely.

Mo Shangyun understood what she meant and shrugged: "I have read all the lists, especially this group of people, and I memorized the information."

Unlike Si Sheng, after becoming the head of Baixiaotang, Si Sheng still cannot remember all departments of Baixiaotang and some direct subordinates who are not often in contact with. However, it only takes Mo Shangyun half a day to understand the overall structure of Baixiaotang and more than a hundred important tasks.

This skill is a basic skill in terms of her requirements for her profession.

"Oh." Si Sheng was no longer surprised. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Is the trick I just used the same as Meng Ji's?"

"Um."

Mo Shangyun thought for a moment and nodded.

"That's a bit interesting." Si Sheng curled her lips and smiled, "Her kung fu skills are exactly the same as those of Concubine Xu."

“…”

The whole audience was quiet.
Chapter completed!