Chapter 708

In fact, Mo Wen has absorbed all the professional knowledge in these three people's minds. These three people are ordinary people and have no accomplishments. It's not difficult to read their memory. The spiritual strength of ordinary people is very weak. Only those who have a certain degree of accomplishments become very difficult to conquer. So for those who have a certain accomplishments, Don't dare to read the memory easily.

Mo Wen finished, turned around and waved. More than a dozen special combat team members immediately swarmed up, packed the three instructors into a car, sent them out of the airport of Xueling special combat base, and arranged a special plane to fly directly to Jinhua.

With the memory of these three guys, it means that Mo Wen has mastered all-round technologies such as blasting, weapons, special detection skills, and the memory of Yama. In other words, Mo Wen has mastered several special skills of special forces with many years of experience.

When the three experts were sent away, Mo Wen was very proud to smile.

Then, Mo Wen handed out the combat clothes on the car. All members of the special forces, including non combatants, had their share. Such combat clothes became the treasure of the whole special forces.

The middle-sized special team member personally experienced the strength of the uniform. When he issued the uniform, he blew it up: "I told you... Just now you saw that when the instructor punched me, I didn't have a clue. I gritted my teeth and didn't hide... I didn't expect that, I don't feel at all... This combat suit is really powerful... "

"Really not at all? Isn't that amazing? "

"Yes, you can give me a punch..."

"Bang!" As the middle-sized special combat team member said, there was no pain at all. The green prophet's scales seemed to absorb all the strength of the heavy fist. How could the special combat team members be excited with such combat clothes.

"Wow, really... What he said is true. I really don't feel at all..."

"Oh..." a cry, Mo Wen was lifted up by several special team members, instantly thrown into the air, excited to frolic.

When Mo Wen was playing with the special forces, Zhou Jia and LAN Linghan stood not far away, looking at everything in front of them with a smile.

Today is the most exciting day for all members of the blood spirit team.

So, Mo Wen ordered that the canteen add food. Today, special approval was given to allow special combat team members to drink, but each special combat team member can only have one bottle of beer.

More than 200 members of the special forces dispersed among the cheers. Mo Wen went back to his room and took a bath to wash away his sweat and fatigue.

After taking a bath, Mo Wen calmly stood in the garden like living room, put on the military uniform of major general rank, slowly punched, and gently winded from side to side. His breath, like a flowing sea, gently spread out, driving the air flow around Mo Wen, slowly calmed down Mo Wen's mood.

At this time, if you get closer, you will find a warm air flow on Mo Wen's body.

This is a combination of the inner strength of the queen of the lizard. Mo Wen's hands are beating the fist techniques of the master, and his feet are stepping on the nine steps of the phantom. Like a strange phantom, he is flashing in the garden like hall.

It's a very mysterious and strange blinking step. It's a combination of nine different steps, which are divided into one flash, two hide, three move, four move, five change, six lines, seven fly, eight jump and nine blink. According to Mo Wen's master, it's a kind of ghost step, which can move instantaneously, three points faster than the speed of light, However, it needs to be cultivated to a certain level to achieve such speed. Of course, up to now, no one of the descendants of Guimen has practiced to such a level except the grandmaster zhongweizi. This level is the highest level of the phantom nine steps, which has gone beyond the limit of blink.

Don't take the trouble to step on the nine steps of phantom, and practice the boxing method taught by master. Don't always feel that you are doing something wrong.

It seems that every attack can't combine the power of internal cultivation and external cultivation.

"Hoo..." Mo Wen took a breath, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, relaxed his muscles completely, shook his hands, jumped two times, opened his eyes, coughed and ran out.

Suddenly, a cry of surprise came out: "ah..."

When Mo Wen stopped and looked around, he found that Yang Lan, Zhou Jia and LAN Linghan didn't know when they entered his room and were looking at Mo Wen in surprise.

I saw three girls grow up and look at Mo Wen with a face that can't be thought of. This speed has reached a level that can't be thought of. Just now, the three girls could see Mo Wen's figure moving in front of them. But at this time, what they saw was a virtual shadow, as if there were shadows in all the places where Mo Wen passed. The cry of surprise has not disappeared, Mo Wen has already appeared in front of the three of them.

Suddenly, LAN Linghan screamed: "ah... Ghost..."

"Hey, pay attention to what you say. Where's the ghost from?" Don't ask to smell speech, hurriedly smile to shout a way.

"Is not you, who let you pretend to be a ghost to frighten people... Hum..." Lan Ling Han Du small mouth, some afraid to hide behind Yang Lan, low head, with Yu Guang swept a don't ask.

"I'm practicing. Who let you in? How can I blame you for being scared? I haven't used my unique skill yet. Maybe I can really summon the ghost to you here... Hehe... "Mo Wen couldn't help laughing when he saw LAN Linghan's fear.

"Asshole, I never believe it... If you really invite ghosts, I'll... I'll..."

"What about you? By example? Cut... I never care about you... "Mo Wen looked up and down at LAN Linghan behind Yang Lan, shook his head, and said with a sarcastic smile:" look, you are as thin as a monkey, the big one is not big, but the big one is not, haha... Not interested... "

"Hey... You say who should be big..." Lan Linghan was annoyed when he heard that. He pushed Yang Lan aside and walked forward with her chest. Standing in front of Mo Wen, he showed off the giant on her chest. He hummed coldly: "open your dog's eyes and see clearly... I don't know how many girls admire my figure. Do you understand how to appreciate it?"

"Wow, it's not what, are you really or not?" Mo Wen points to LAN Linghan's chest, deliberately pretending to be confused.

"Of course it's true..." Lan Linghan didn't know that he was fooled by Mo, and nodded instinctively.

"Puchi!" Yang Lan and Zhou Jia couldn't help laughing.

"Well, stop it! Brother mosquito, you are really... Han'er is a girl, and you don't know how to let her... "

"Han'er, you are fooled by this rascal..." Yang Lan and Zhou Jia's words suddenly make LAN Linghan's face show red. Of course, under this show red face, there is a trace of anger.

"Smelly hooligan... Hum... I knew that I couldn't say anything good from your mouth... Ignore you..." Lan Linghan angrily turned his back, lowered his head, tooted his mouth, and tears appeared in his eyes.

Mo Wen was flustered when he saw such a situation. He thought: what's the matter? I didn't do anything about her. It's just a joke. Thinking of this, Mo Wen turned his eyes to Yang Lan and Zhou Jia. He didn't know that the two girls didn't move. In turn, he winked at Mo Wen, as if to tell him that he would solve the problems he caused.

Well, let's solve it by ourselves.

Mo Wen sighed, went to LAN Linghan, bent down, looked up at LAN Linghan's wronged appearance, grinned: "Yo Yo, girl, what's the matter? It's a joke, isn't it? "

It's OK that LAN Linghan can bear the grievance in his heart, but as soon as Mo Wen's words are finished, LAN Linghan seems to have been hurt by something. In a moment, he howls as if he had been bullied by someone.

During this period of time, LAN Linghan was wronged at home. Before solving the problems at home, she joined Yang Lan in the special combat base. It should be accurate to say that her crying had no direct relationship with Mo Wen, but Mo Wen's joke had all the grievances she had suffered during this period of time.

Mo Wen gives LAN Linghan a very safe feeling. This feeling makes LAN Linghan particularly like to contact him. Today, when Mo Wen returns to the special training base, LAN Linghan happily pulls his two sisters to come to find Mo Wen. He originally wanted to talk with him, but when he arrives here today, he is scared by Mo Wen first, and then bullied by Mo Wen, How can LAN Linghan not be wronged? She felt that she was bullied by her family at home, and was bullied by Mo Wen in the army, so she could not help crying.

However, her crying immediately frightened Mo Wen and completely flustered Mo Wen.

"Girl... What's the matter? I didn't do anything to you... Don't cry... If people heard me, they would think that I, the leader of the blood spirit special team, took advantage of my comrades in arms by taking advantage of my work... "

"It's you... It's you... It's you who bully me... Wuwuwuwu..." Lan Linghan heard Mo Wen's words, not only didn't lower the voice of crying, but it was louder.

"Wronged..." Mo Wen frowned, put on a look of injustice after being planted and framed, and sat directly on the ground, like a child sitting on the ground after being beaten.

"Puchi!" Yang Lan and Zhou Jia couldn't help laughing at Mo Wen's action. They looked at each other and quickly came over. They took LAN Linghan's arm in their left and right arms and said in a low voice: "han'er, OK, don't cry... This guy is like this. The dog can't spit out ivory. Don't take his words seriously..."

"That is, this rascal should be taught a lesson. We'll punish him tonight to tell us the story of going to Italy. What do you say? Listen to Xiaolan elder sister say, this smelly hooligan almost died several times after he went to affect Leah.... "

"Well?" As soon as LAN Linghan heard Zhou Jia's words, he immediately stopped crying, looked at Mo Wen sitting on the ground with a very complicated look, and asked in a voice with a faint cry: "smelly hooligans, are they all true?"

As soon as his voice fell, Mo Wen just wanted to speak. Suddenly, he heard a noise outside the door. He stood up and looked at the door. His face immediately changed. The three instructors who had just been sent away came back here with several people. And these people, one of them, Mo Wen is very familiar with. This person is no one else, It's Yang Lan's grandfather, Yang Tianbao, and there are several people standing beside Yang Tianbao, who are confronting the special team members outside the door. On one side are the three instructors of the special team driven by Mo Wen, on the other side are the members of the special team. The old guys beside Yang Tianbao are the most interested people of Mo Wen, It should be the master photographed by the top, or the members of the power group of the mysterious National Security Bureau. When they confronted with the members of the special forces, those old guys were very much at daggers drawn. When they saw such a situation, they instinctively called out: "damn... It's so fast... So soon they'll come to revenge?"