Yan Jingxun probably knows what state An Yunshan is in.

A well-trained elite, in the case of extreme exhaustion, encounters a very dangerous situation, and the physical and mental stress response will occur.

It's like a physical instinct!

But this instinct is not something that everyone can have, and it must have struggled in a harsh living environment, and more than once or twice, so that the body can have this instinct.

Has this imposter had such an experience?

The response given to him just now was faintly murderous, very sharp, and definitely not something that could be practiced after a few months in the boot camp.

He has a great interest in this imposter now, and the longer he comes into contact with it, the more he wants to know more.

"It's time to wake up."

The crisp bass didn't show any signs of waking up, and she was still in that peculiar state.

Yan Jingxun raised his eyebrows slightly, he always had to make her sober up, otherwise if he lost his containment, this imposter would continue to attack him.

Thinking about it, he used one hand to cut An Yunshan's hands behind his head, and with one free hand he pinched her chin and swiped it across her cheeks.

The delicate and silky touch made his hand pause, and then frowned.

The face is a real face, but this skin ...... This kid still has to practice hard, this thin skin and tender flesh is like a girl, how to bring it out in the future!

After such a stunned effort, An Yunshan's knee directly hit his side waist at an angle he hadn't expected.

This guy doesn't know how to retract his strength at all in this state, and he doesn't care about himself, so he strained his wrist and broke free from his shackles.

Yan Jingxun didn't want to really hurt her, so he let go of his five fingers and braced himself with one arm, wanting to get up.

An Yunshan is also worthy of the guy he thinks is difficult, he actually seized this vacancy, blocked his feet with his legs, and got up suddenly, so he repeated the trick and used the strength of his entire body to reverse the situation again.

Yan Jingxun, who was pressed down by An Yunshan, suddenly had a feeling of crying and laughing.

Does this guy really think that he can fight him with the strength of his whole body?

Was he giving her this delusion?

Training is a training, he never gives his soldiers more unnecessary injuries, and because of this, he has never made a heavy hand.

Yan Jingxun thinks so.

He looked at the face close at hand, without any expression, and his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the end, but he couldn't take his eyes off it.

An Yunshan's slightly bent five fingers pressed down hard, trying to break through Yan Jingxun's powerful restraint and pinch his throat.

But Yan Jingxun's strength was too strong, and under the force, his hand did not go down, but his body sank a little.

Yan Jingxun could even feel her breathing, as well as the breath rushing to her face.

This smell has the fragrance of soaphorn, which makes people feel refreshed.

Yan Jingxun took a breath, even if it was the soldier he brought out, he had never been so close to anyone, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Frowning slightly, he said in a cold voice, "Get off me." ”

An Yunshan was indifferent, and the strength in his hand became heavier.

"I'll say it one last ......"

Really think he won't get his hands dirty?

Yan Jingxun's face was a little dark, looking at those black eyes without any emotion, his heart suddenly surged with a touch of imperceptible helplessness.

People in this state can't communicate normally, and he has to wake up this guy as soon as possible, and he won't make much movement.

Otherwise, I'll have to explain it to the instructor.