In the three-story small building not far away, Yun Ling stood in front of the window and looked in the direction of Dakeng with a telescope in his hand for a long time, then suddenly laughed a few times, put the telescope in his hand on the table, turned around and looked at the person sitting behind him, squinted and smiled: "This time, I would like to thank Political Commissar Zhao for supporting the work of our Beijing Trading Bureau." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Political Commissar Zhao, who was sitting behind Yun Ling, was not very old, and at first glance he looked like he was in his early thirties. At this time, he sat on the chair like a clock, upright and without the slightest sway, and his whole body was full of the unique smell of a soldier!

Political Commissar Zhao listened to Yun Ling's words, grinned and said to Yun Ling: "I also cooperate with you in accordance with the instructions of my superiors, there is nothing to thank." And everyone is so familiar with each other, and it's not the first time to cooperate, so Brother Yun Ling shouldn't be polite to me. ”

Slowly walking to Political Commissar Zhao's side, Yun Ling casually "collapsed in the capital" on the seat, grabbed the teacup and poured two sips and said with a smile: "It's all your own family, you are still the old leader of Momo, I definitely won't be polite with you." I also like to go straight!"

"I also said that I am not polite, so don't come to these flowers. Mo Mo is the best soldier under me, although she has been transferred to your Beijing Trading Bureau, but you can't bully our Mo Mo! Otherwise, if she runs back to her mother-in-law's house to sue you, I will be polite at that time. Political Commissar Zhao laughed at Yun Ling and teased him. Just listening to Yun Ling hurriedly assure that the Beijing Trading Bureau would not treat Mo Mo badly no matter what, after Political Commissar Zhao turned his head and smiled at Yun Ling calmly, he didn't say anything more.

Yun Ling naturally knew that Political Commissar Zhao's words were to bring him closer. Suddenly, Yun Ling froze for a moment, and saw Political Commissar Zhao stand up and walk to the window, grabbed the telescope he put on the windowsill and looked at the big pit a few times, then frowned slightly and muttered: "Yun Ling, I have no opinion on your selection of talents for the country, but do you choose special forces, do you need to play so ruthlessly? These people may not be able to bear it." ”

Yun Ling slumped in his chair, and said with a wicked smile at Political Commissar Zhao: "That's why I asked Momo to train them, I'm also afraid that these masters will have a good time, and if they can't pay the peak when the time comes, it's not a trouble for me?"

"Momo, you...... You let Mo Mo go because of the strength?" Political Commissar Zhao looked back at Yun Ling who was slumped in his seat with a stunned expression, and stopped talking with a look on his face.

"Aang! yes...... Is there any problem?" Yun Ling asked Political Commissar Zhao in surprise.

After Political Commissar Zhao was silent for a moment, he whispered to Yunling: "Let's not talk about why you economic people train them as special forces, I just want to explain a fact that you may not know...... Momo is the most ruthless instructor!"

Puff puff......

After Li Yan squirted out a few mouthfuls of choked water, he sat down in the mud pit with a confused face and looked up at Sister Mo who was poking at the edge of the pit. His hands were in the mud and he subconsciously grabbed a handful, and in a trance, he saw Momo holding the fire hydrant, and smiled at himself with a vague smile.

Li Yan opened his mouth and wanted to burst a few foul words. But when the words came to his mouth, he gritted his back molars and swallowed a stomach full of complaints. After all, the current situation is stronger than people, and it is difficult to guarantee that Momo will not shoot a few times in his face, and it will not be himself who is sour at that time?

What is the poorest but to eat, immortal will always come out. What a thin horse in the world, the rivers and lakes are fighting, and then a cup of tea, stepping on a blood-stained yellow sand. The words of chicken soup for the soul in these circles of friends, if you believe it, it will really become a hammer! Now as long as you admit it and bow your head, Li Yan feels that he should be willing to get through. After all, there are so many people, they don't want to spray themselves all the time, right?

Turning his head to glance at Zhang Xiuwu not far away, this guy was basically not taken care of......

While observing, Li Yan was also comforting himself in his heart: Don't let your buddies get a chance, but one day, brother, I will definitely teach you how to be a person!

Just when Li Yan's mind was endlessly crooked, Bi Peilin on the side couldn't help but sneeze twice, stood up from the mud pond violently, raised his head and roared at Sister Momo: "Come on, hurt each other!"

Forthwith......

The high-pressure water gun in Sister Momo's hand sprayed directly at Miss Bi's chest.

Li Yan leaned against the edge of the pit, and watched as Bi Peilin's chest underwent a magical physical change as if he had been kneaded hard.

"Woo...... Woo woo woo!" Bi Peilin fell into the mud pond again without any suspense, and Sister Mo Mo didn't seem to intend to let Bi Peilin go like this, the high-pressure water gun in her hand raged between Bi Peilin's twin peaks for a while, and then she looked at everyone again with a mocking face, as if to say: Aren't you going to hurt?

"Tell me, you are scumbags! All of you have to quit! No one is eligible to enter the Beijing Trading Bureau. After Mo Mo shouted coldly at everyone, his eyes stared at everyone in the pit.

"We are here to run for the Beijing Trading Bureau, we are here to defend the country and build a capital defense line, not soldiers on the battlefield, let alone special forces, how can you do this to us?" A man in his forties in the pit suddenly shouted at the top of his throat while sitting in the mud pit.

The high-pressure water gun instantly spewed out a cold jet of water, and it was a burst of spray at the person who spoke.

"Don't spray, I'm not doing it, I'm not doing it! I'm not a special soldier, I'm an analyst, I have millions of fans on the Internet, and I've made five financial books that sell 100,000 yuan, and Lao Tzu's specialty is not here to be sprayed by you!"

The water column stopped suddenly, and Mo Mo stood on the edge of the pit and asked exaggeratedly, "What did you say?"

The guy who was paralyzed in the mud puddle used all his strength, turned over, looked at Momo with hatred on his face, and suddenly saw her eyes narrow, as if she was about to lift the fire hydrant and spray at herself. The old man hurriedly shouted, "Yes, yes, I quit...... I abstain. ”

Mo Mo showed a cat-like smile on his face, nodded and said: "That's right! The person who knows the times is Junjie, and our Beijing Trading Bureau doesn't want to absorb you scum at all, but just wants to ravage you so-called analysts who have nothing to do to drag us back, and who are chattering on the Internet when there is nothing to do! How powerful are you? As soon as our state-owned capital moves, you can guess what we are going to do, right? Every night you either post comments or send scarves. You are so capable, why don't you go to heaven? What kind of selection did you come to participate in the selection of the Beijing Trading Bureau?"

After speaking, Mo Mo turned his head and glanced at the soldiers behind him. The two soldier brothers jumped into the pit, and then lifted the guy lying on the ground out of the pit with a light body.

"Big brother, we'll arrange a hot bath and a hearty meal for you in a moment. When you finish eating, someone will take you back to the hotel to pack your luggage and send you to the airport. If they don't entertain well, you have to react to my little sister. If you don't feel at home, even if the little sister is a failure!" After Mo Mo finished speaking, he nodded at the two soldiers.

The two of them supported this buddy with bruised lips and trembling all the time and stepped on the bus guarding the side!

"Who else? Is there anyone else who wants to quit?" Mo Mo looked around at everyone for a week, and then said loudly: "If not, then I congratulate everyone, you will definitely regret your choice." Because after the hors d'oeuvres, we're going to serve the brine platter. Tremble! mortals ......" (To be continued.) )