I Wish Mo All the Best

The average person's brain only exerts less than 10% of its functions, and 90% has not been developed. A little development of Luo Duoduo is enough to give her abilities that are different from ordinary people.

It is a mutated disease and a gift from God. It depends on how she understands it.

Qianmo was still thinking about Luo Duoduo's talent when she heard a noise over there, accompanied by bursts of screaming.

More than ten meters away from Qianmo, the girls in the sesame oil group had an accident while collecting firewood.

From Qianmo's perspective, she could see a group of girls forming a circle while screaming. She didn't know what was in the circle.

Judging from the sharpness of the voice, something must have happened in the circle.

Sha Muyu was fishing for fish in the river with bare feet. She was originally responsible for fetching water. When she saw fish in the river and wanted to add a dish to everyone, she jumped in. Wang Xiaoyao stood on the bank and intervened to direct him. Both of them were originally He had a happy expression on his face, and he was shuddered at the same time when he heard the screams over there.

Sha Muyu immediately jumped out of the river, and when he was about to put on his shoes, he saw that Wang Xiaoyao was faster than him, kicked his training shoes far away, and ran towards the direction of the accident one step ahead of him.

Sha Muyu said, "Damn it." Wang Xiaoyao had already chased him out when he ran over to pick up the shoes.

"Aren't you cheap? I will take all the credit from your uncle Wang Xiaoyao!" Sha Muyu cursed.

The little king next door is really sinister and sinister. She is like an 80-year-old lady drinking porridge with her back to the wall. She is despicable and despicable!

Just to compete with him for credit, I would rather kick his shoes out and be one step ahead of him. How shameless!

Qianmo and Luo Duoduo were also shocked at the same time. They looked at each other, got up and ran towards the place where the scream occurred.

"What's going on!" Wang Xiaoyao went over first and saw Ma Jingtian lying on the ground, holding his legs and screaming in pain. The screaming girls looked at each other and didn't know what to say, with embarrassment written all over their faces.

"Well, President, are you tired? Do you want a drink of water?"

Wang Xiaoyao was not confused by the sesame oil. He crossed the sesame oil and squatted down to ask Ma Jingtian.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Ma Jingtian felt that his little brother was about to break. He was so painful that tears fell down, but he could not speak yet.

What should he say?

Said that he suffered "the death of his children and grandchildren"?

Is this sesame oil foodie the culprit? !

Qianmo and Luo Duoduo also came over. Seeing this, Qianmo pushed Duoduo to come and make a copy.

You don't need talent to copy this thing. Luo Duoduo looked at Ma Jingtian who was deformed in pain and swallowed his saliva and said, "Is he worried about whether his little brother can still use it?"

correct!

Shen You, who knew she had made a mistake, acted like a child. She stood by the side obediently with her hands hanging down, her face full of guilt. She really didn't know where to hit her with her kick.

Qianmo glanced around and saw a snake as thick as a little finger next to Ma Jingtian's leg. The snake's head had been deformed. Oh, it would die with its eyes open.

"What happened?" Sha Muyu, who finally found the shoes, came over with the squadron leader.

"Report to the squadron leader, there is a snake..." Sesame Oil said softly.

"What kind of snake? I'm a turtle little grass snake. I've frightened you so much. Points will be deducted from all of you!" The squadron leader bent down, picked up the little snake that was still staring at death, and held it in his hand to teach.

"This is called the White-striped Golden Snake. Its back is grey-brown or yellow-brown. It is very common. Most of them are of this species on the mountain. It is not poisonous. Take it back and stew it in soup. It has good protein and is very beautiful! The one you crushed to death is still a small one. Snakes don’t have enough meat, they taste like chicken necks.”

The girls felt sick for a while.

Who wants to eat this thing!

"It's just a little snake. I thought something big had happened." Sha Muyu complained.

As seniors, they are still majors that emphasize practical combat and physical fitness. They are more likely to go into the mountains than these juniors. They have long been accustomed to this thing, so they kicked Ma Jingtian, who had already sat up and turned pale.

"Are you capsized in the sewer? We have seen even bigger ones than this. You won't be so frightened by this little gadget that you will roll around on the ground, right?"

Ma Jingtian is speechless, he is the real victim, okay!

Luo Duoduo pushed Qianmo and asked in a low voice, "Do you see what's going on?"

Qianmo nodded.

If she guessed correctly, the scene of the crime was restored. It should be that several girls discovered the little snake while collecting firewood and screamed. As a boy of the team, Ma Jingtian came over to take a look, and the little snake crawled onto his lap.

Several girls, led by Hemp Oil, screamed while not forgetting their comradeship. How could the girls from the police academy be the ones who abandoned their comrades and left first?

So several girls endured the fear of snakes in their hearts, formed a circle, stretched out their loving arms, and kicked Ma Jingtian's lower body wildly. That abominable snake, accept the judgment of the proletariat!

That's why there are so many shoe marks on Ma Jingtian's pants.

Looking at it this way, Ma Jingzhen is really pitiful.

Originally, this kind of little snake could be caught with bare hands, but the girls did something bad for it. They kicked it wildly and fell to the ground. They also stepped on the most vulnerable part of the boy with a jiao of sesame oil, causing him to roll on the ground in pain. That was unlucky. The little snake was crushed to death by him.

Gee, what a tragic farce.

"Report to the instructor, this is all my fault..." Seeing that Ma Jingtian was in such pain, Ma You stood up and wanted to admit his mistake. How could Ma Jingtian let her tell her about being kicked in front of so many people?

He quickly stood up despite the pain and stood in front of several girls. "I'm fine. I just accidentally fell while catching the snake. Don't deduct points from everyone."

The squadron leader asked seriously, "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay..." Ma Jingtian said these two words with infinite grievance.

The squadron leader then grabbed the unlucky little snake and left. Several girls surrounded Ma Jingtian and Hemp Oil bowed deeply to him.

"I'm sorry, senior brother, my kick was really wrong. I thought the snake passed by..."

"Don't let me hear snakes from now on." Ma Jingtian endured the pain and left only a few girls with a hero's back.

"Hey, I didn't expect Senior Brother Ma to be such a man. I'm starting to change my opinion of him." Sesame Oil said to himself.

Qianmo shook his head, poor Ma Jingtian, were you looking for eggs in a deserted place?

This little girl, Sesame Oil, is really too reckless.

Sha Muyu didn't understand what was happening and said to herself, "If I had known that Mahou was so useless, I might as well have led this team."

Wang Xiaoyao passed by him calmly, "Your little bird is not enough for others to step on, so you are gone to catch fish."

Qianmo looked at Sha Muyu and then at Wang Xiaoyao. With Duoduo's talent, he only guessed half of it right. He still had to use his own observation skills to get the complete truth.

Well, she is even more determined to win Duoduo.

When Qianmo focused on looking at Luo Duoduo, she didn't notice that deep in the jungle, a telescope was pointed at her...

I saw some friends asking me, Dad, what is green tea? Come on, your boss will demonstrate in person: In order to avoid the trouble of reading too much, please don’t leave any messages, and don’t vote for me monthly, as this will save me from wasting my manuscript (Green Tea Face, Spreading Hands) Well, is the demonstration accurate enough?