Chapter 65 (1/2)
Then, Ji Tianmiao sent a microblog.
The last photo is Ji Tianmiao's self portrait, lying lazily on the soft bed, half blinking, pink lips and round pouting, a long purple hair scattered wantonly, the hair tip is still wet, playful and evil.
Finally, a sentence is attached
Honey, Bali romantic night, I'll wait for you~~
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As soon as Miaomiao's microblog was sent out, Ji Tianmo forwarded it and commented on ”xiaonizi, is this going to be a red apricot?”.
Then Ji Tianming also forwarded it, and the male deities also forwarded it one after another. Ji shaojue, who is filming in Hollywood in the United States, also stood up in line with Mo Mo's comments and said, ”sexy little red apricot, put into the arms of my little brother.”.
In less than ten minutes, there were 150000 likes and more than 50000 comments on this wonderful microblog.
Microblog itself is a platform for public information exchange. Naturally, there will be different opinions, but the following comments are all kinds of praise. Finally, there is a long and mighty line saying ”I'm going to Bali tonight ~ ~”
Decisively stimulated the hearts of young men
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The combat training ground of the dark fire base.
In the center of the training ground, there was a burst of dust, shouting and flying.
Then I heard a series of heavy objects landing and groaning.
See only---
About a dozen teenagers, almost 17 or 18 years old, are all top secret service killers trained by dark fire.
They all fell on the sand, one by one beaten black and blue, with a mouthful of red blood in their mouth, and seeped out slightly along the crack of the corner of their mouth.
The whole body is like tearing the same pain, let their expression some distortion, but no one cried out, death of the teeth, let the blood to the stomach swallow down!
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”Stand up, all of you!”
A roar of anger!
The young agents who fell on the ground, as if they had been infused with flowing blood, clenched their teeth and propped up from the ground!
All the people's eyes looked at a man standing in the center with respect and admiration.
Their highest instructor, Mo Li.
The man is wearing a black tank top, which outlines a man's sexy and strong figure. Loose camouflage pants, a pair of high black leather boots.
Black short hair has been dripping sweat thoroughly wet, black vest also stained with flying dust into gray. Compared with the teenagers' internal injuries, there is only one slight scratch on the man's forehead.
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Mo Li stands with a negative hand and looks coldly at the bloody men in front of him. His whole body is full of strong and powerful air, which makes people dare not offend.
The sound of iron cold is like a blade coming out of its sheath,
”Is that all you can do?”?!
Or the best agent killer in the world! I think it's just like eating soft food!
You don't think it's shameful to talk about it. I think it's shameful!
On the battlefield, be kind to the enemy, the next second, you will die! No one will sympathize with you! You deserve it!
Remember, death is like your shadow, always with you!
Now, I'm not your instructor, I'm your enemy!
Come again! Together, down with me
Mo Li's words, completely angered the young men, one by one like crazy scarlet eyes, ”ah --” all people roar, toward the center of the man waving his fist.
Then, in the center of the training ground, you can only see a piece of dust flying, gray blocking the bloody picture of violence.
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The rest of the camp training agents, can not help but curiosity, one after another toward the center of the direction of the past.
Silent sympathy for the team-mates who have been trained by Mo instructor all afternoon~~
What happened to instructor Mo today?
What a steady person, how could he lose his temper today?
From noon till now, it's been three hours. I'm still practicing hand to hand