Chapter 472: Exhaustion

Mo Ran couldn't cry or laugh a little, he even needed to give her another chance to massage himself, was he so difficult to serve? If it weren't for Yasli pinching him and making him tickle, maybe he wouldn't have opened his eyes and looked at her more, how could he make it more difficult?

With Mo Ran's reminder, Yasli really strengthened a lot, although in Mo Ran's opinion, it was still far inferior to Zhou Xiaoyi's technique, but at least it was much better than just now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

didn't force a girl with little experience to be more professional, Mo Ran continued to close his eyes and think about his plan.

It is not a simple matter to start a war, it is definitely not to find someone to do a few fights, you come and go to greet me a few times, a few people die on both sides, and then fall into a protracted war, today you me, tomorrow I will give you back a little color to see.

This method is similar to the Tai Chi technique used by the ancient sages, seeing each other's moves, and not causing any major impact at all, even with their current scale, unless it is a super-large front, even if it is to deal with one or two old organizations, it is not unbearable.

After all, their supply speed is not too slow now, unless those organizations really want to destroy them, otherwise according to this way of fighting, it may not be a bad thing for them, after all, only actual combat can train the terrifying elite soldiers.

What he needed was an invincible warband, not a pirate group that made his fortune purely by looting.

After all, the pirate group is only used to rob, but in the face of a strong enemy, the combat ability cannot keep up with the rhythm at all, and the final result is bound to make people fight like water dogs.

But if the fighters of the Pirate Regiment can transition to professional combat units, they will be able to cope with more diverse situations.

For example, a professional killer should be good at the use of firearms and cold weapons, and he must be very proficient in using them no matter how bad he is, and the one who plays with guns is not necessarily a killer, this is covered.

It may not be possible to let a person who plays with guns be a professional killer, but it is certainly not a problem to let a professional killer play with guns.

Therefore, if his team can go to the point where they can face strong hostile forces, then looting or something must not be a problem.

And to get to that point, the requirements must be higher, and the damage will naturally be greater.

But if this decision allows the team to fight with other organizations, and hone true minions in constant fighting and death, then the sacrifice will be worth it.

Even if Mo Ran wants to do something, he will think about how to maximize the use of this thing to bring enough benefits and the purpose he wants to achieve.

Even his men felt that he had accumulated a depressed mood before he vented, and he was ravaging the organizations and people that made him unhappy with him in a frantic battle mode.

However, if this is all it takes, what can it bring him? Is it just to vent his feelings? Such a big sacrifice has brought little improvement in his mood, and Mo Ran has not burned the bag to that extent.

And if you use this kind of battle to train the team and let the organization grow, it is a way to kill two birds with one stone.

Of course, this idea is not perfect now, after all, there are too many things involved, and it is not something that can be sorted out in a while, otherwise he would not need to bother so much.

Unconsciously, Mo Ran fell asleep groggily, his body and mind were very tired, although he was refreshed, but the sequelae were still quite bad.

When he woke up again, he obviously felt that it was different, the strength of the hands that roamed around his body was definitely not something that Yasli could master, after all, even if a novice had a strong learning ability, it was impossible for him to master the strength so quickly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Xiaoyi leaning down to help him massage his legs, Mo Ran, who had enjoyed Zhou Xiaoyi's massage service before, found a familiar feeling again, and naturally rushed to a heartfelt comfort.

Although it seems that Zhou Xiaoyi has a bitter hatred with him, and he has never been gentle with her, the person who really understands him on Bibo Island is second to none Zhou Xiaoyi.

It can be said that Zhou Xiaoyi understands every one-sided emotion of him, which is the experience summed up after heavy injuries again and again, and the price is not small.

And Zhou Xiaoyi knows better what Mo Ran likes. The truest side of a person is not what he has shown, but what he has not shown.

Although this sentence has some limitations, there is often a certain truth in the things that are often limited.

Zhou Xiaoyi's psychology major is not in vain, she can grasp Mo Ran's weaknesses and some preferences through some small details in contact with Mo Ran, even if Mo Ran herself has not noticed these details, but she still captures and uses them.

The reason why I can't forget Zhou Xiaoyi, a woman outside of psychology, is because of her body on the one hand, and on the other hand, she is very measured.

It is important to know what Mo Ran needs when and when.

Zhou Xiaoyi is different from Annie, what Annie gets is Mo Ran's love, even if she makes some petty Mo Ran can still tolerate her, but what about Zhou Xiaoyi, let alone a little temperament, even if she refuses Mo Ran's wishes, it may end up very miserable, so she will do everything possible to understand Mo Ran through specific things, and only by eating him to death will she make herself better.

"Why are you?" Mo Ran straightened his sleepy eyes, he didn't expect to fall asleep when he thought about things, it seems that the previous expedition was still a little too unscrupulous, his body is not iron after all, even if he is strong, there is a certain limit, beyond this limit, just like now, his body is weak and easy to feel tired.

"I see you're asleep, and Yasli is already very tired, so I took over from her, do you still want to rest now?" Zhou Xiaoyi squatted on the ground and looked up at Mo Ran.

"No, I'm already awake, when is it now?" Shaking his head, Mo Ran asked.

"It's almost dinner. ā€

"It's so late?" Mo Ran was a little surprised, he had slept for so long.

got up and moved my muscles and bones, and a crackling bone collision sound came out, and the whole body was a lot refreshed, it seems that I must have moderation in the future, no matter how good my body bones are, I can't withstand such a crazy output.

"I've told them to wait for the barbecue to be brought over, so they don't have to go. Seeing that Mo Ran was about to go out, Zhou Xiaoyi spoke.

"Oh, yes? Mo Ran nodded, and didn't insist, it's rare for Zhou Xiaoyi to be so caring, he can't treat her well, at least it's okay to accept her hard work.