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One thousand four hundred and fifteen, the monthly ticket for sending sugar to waves(1/2)

This day.

Everyone in the action team felt something was wrong with Wolf Teeth.

The main thing is that something is wrong, he shouldn't have appeared here at all.

But he just sat in front of them with a serious face.

It makes it difficult for them to swallow even their meals.

As for why?

No matter who is stared at by a blocker, you can't have a safe meal, right?

"Wolf Fang, what's wrong? If you have something to say, you can't say it!" The hunter was the first to collapse because Wolf Fang looked at him as many as ten times.

He has been really against the current situation recently!

Langya finally opened her mouth, but threw out a bomb that was more shocking than his eyes: "Someone just pressed the boss under him..."

This sentence has not been finished yet.

The chopsticks on the magician's hand fell off, unbelievable.

The hunter even stood up directly: "Who is that person?"

The gossip fire ignited the entire operation team.

Langya was still serious: "That No. 10 recruit."

The hunter looked confused.

The magician was curious to know the follow-up: "And what, what did he do to the boss?"

Langya frowned: "What can I do?"

This kept the magician from asking.

However, soon, Langya threw another bomb: "It's really a bit like I'm going to do the boss."

Hearing this, the people in the action team took a look.

News, this is simply news that the troops have never had in a long time!

Dare to attack the boss.

This recruit is probably useless!

However, those who were familiar with Qin Mo quickly realized that something was wrong here.

"The boss will let the recruit be suppressed?"

"Um."

"How is this possible?!"

"There must be a problem here!"

"The boss knows this guy?"

"hunter."

"what?"

"Go and inquire."

"Why am I going to inquire? Why don't you guys go?"

"That's the soldiers you brought. If you don't go, who will go?"

When the hunter heard this, he ended with a sentence "Damn!", which shows how depressed he was.

Since he brought the recruits, he was not only slapped in the face but also slapped in the face. Now he still has to ask him to inquire about the relationship between the recruit and the boss?

According to the boss's personality, whoever asks for it is sad.

If it doesn't matter, if he asks this, he will definitely be the one who was killed.

If there is any relationship...it shouldn't be possible.

How could a boss be related to a recruit?

But how do you explain the fact that Boss was suppressed?

If you can't figure it out, no one can figure it out.

It's just less than twenty minutes.

The big devil Major General Qin was pressed under a new recruit and passed from the dormitory to the action team, and then from the action team to the dormitory building.

Finally, it reached the ears of the old leader who was drinking tea.

"What did you say?" The old leader felt that he had to digest this matter.

The adjutant tried his best to inquire about the news, and he could only resolve three points at this time: "It may also be a rumor."

"Who dares to rumor that ice boy?" The old leader was thinking about the good seedlings of the recruits: "The rumors are still like this, and this is probably his way of kicking people away."

The adjutant hesitated and said, "I don't know much..." Kick people away by pressing him?

"Do you think it's impossible? That boy can't do anything to kick people, or do you think that the boy is good-looking, and he is really the Buddha who lives in the world?" The old leader put the teacup on his back.

The adjutant was on the side of the leader this time. After all, Young Master Qin has never been a good person.

I still remember the first time he met Mr. Qin, such a noble person, as if he was carrying a Buddha fragrance, which easily made people relieve their guards. At that time, he was still young, and many people in the army scratched their heads.

Indeed, maybe Young Master Qin really deliberately let him commit crimes in order to kick the recruit away?

But...as for it?

The old leader felt it was necessary to talk to the ice boy again, he didn't care about anything else, the new technical soldier must stay.

At this time, Bo Jiu didn't know that her feat had been well known to everyone in the team, and was thinking about how to pass the folding quilt level.

Qin Mo, who had already opened the door and walked into the room, spoke again: "No one told you that there are only male soldiers here, but no female soldiers?"

Bo Jiu was still guilty: "There is no distinction between men and women in the execution of tasks, not to mention that there are no technical soldiers in the operation team now, so I am here to make up for the position."

Qin Mo turned around and his voice was very light: "There are many reasons, come here."

Let her go.

What are you doing this time?

Bo Jiu is still prepared.

But I didn't expect that I just approached the great god.

The face was pinched.

"I know you're wrong?"

Bo Jiu nodded. After all, if she didn't admit her mistake, she might be able to throw her out through the window.

"What's wrong?"

Bo Jiu is very smart: "If you say it wrong, you will be wrong."

Qin Mo smiled, with his white gloves' fingers, pinched Bo Jiu for a while, and his tone became cold: "I seem to have said before, if I see you living with a group of men again, I will crush your claws and forget?"

"The troops live together, I can't camp in the wild." Bo Jiu said it well, and she also knew that the arrogant great god would end here at most. She would never really crush her claws. This threat automatically filtered into sweetness. Well, when you are with the great god, you really need to make up for it.

Qin Mo's eyes flashed across the hand that was making waves on him again, and he took it away coldly: "Tonight, you sleep here."

Bo Jiuyixiao: "Okay."

If you can sleep for the first night, you can sleep for the second night.

Just follow this plan.

Qin Mo looked at someone who looked cheap and raised his eyebrows again: "Hand, go back."

"I'm afraid you're cold." Bo Jiu said seriously.

Qin Mo shouted: "The indoor temperature is 27, so find a decent one if you make excuses."

"Okay." Bo Jiu felt quite regretful when he said these two words, but it didn't matter. Anyway, she could sleep with the master today, and it would be the same if she ate tofu when the time comes.

I thought two people could be alone for a while.

A few minutes later, someone came to knock on the door.

"Come in." When the great god said these two words, it seemed as if she did not exist.

Bo Jiu stood beside him wearing a camouflage uniform, with traces of exercise left on his trousers rolled up. Looking at the aura of the great god, in contrast, her like that was like a person who served tea and ink to the prince in ancient times.

It's a pity that the warm bed did not appear.

Bo Jiu was slitting his thin lips.

The soldiers there brought in two rice bowls, one with potatoes and beef, the other with fried eggs with tomatoes, and four large steamed buns.

This is obviously the appetite of two people.

The soldier was shocked when he was making the meal. Mr. Qin obviously ordered the meal with the recruit.
To be continued...
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