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Chapter 11 The Backpack Was Thrown

He felt guilty inexplicably: "Cough... no, I just say thank you."

"When did you learn to lie to me?" Xi Jiyu exposes it expressionlessly.

Ji Shi pursed his lips and finally had to tell him...

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xi Jiyu's handsome face, which was originally cold and thin, and now he became even colder.

"Boss, she..."

Before Ji Shi finished speaking, Xi Jiyu shook his eyes coldly: "You can get out too!"

Ji Shi smiled awkwardly: "Boss, don't take it seriously, she just talks about it."

After Ji Shi finished speaking, he ran away quickly.

Xi Jiyu's face was gloomy.

Pillow wind...

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Guangnian looked at everyone, raised his hand and raised the cloth strip in his hand, and said, "From today, the numbers on the cloth strip are symbols of your identity. They are tied to my arms. If you want to exit, give me the cloth strip!"

One of the soldiers sent the cloth strips randomly.

Ji Mo reached out to take it, looked at the numbers above, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

No. 6.

Very good!

"Just just arrived here, I'll warm you up! We carry a lot of weight and cross-country for five kilometers, and everyone carries their own backpacks!" Lightnian spoke.

Ji Mo walked over, carried the No. 6 backpack, and followed the steps of the large army.

After running for a while, she could clearly feel that her weak body was exhausted.

After soaking in the sea, blowing in the cold wind. With the test, she would have failed at any time if she hadn't been hanging her breath.

Now he still runs five kilometers, and his physical shortcomings are undoubtedly revealed.

At the beginning, he was able to keep up with the large army, but obviously to the back, Ji Mo began to fall behind.

Cheng Enen deliberately kept her distance and spoke sarcastically: "I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be like this!"

Ji Mo did not talk nonsense to her and calmly continued to run ahead.

Ji Mo's cold and indifferent behavior made Cheng Enen particularly unhappy.

A trace of vicious light flashed through his eyes, and he accelerated his pace. Cheng Enen directly surpassed Ji Mo and ran to the front.

Ji Mo tried to adjust her breathing and preserve her physical fitness to the maximum extent. Five kilometers were not even an appetizer. If she fell down here, how could she play later?

I hope this body can last longer.

The further we went, the distance between Ji Mo and the large army began to widen.

In an uphill area, two girls were running slowly. Ji Mo ran over between them. The two girls looked at each other and directly reached out to grab Ji Mo's backpack.

Ji Mo stood firmly and stopped, turned around and looked at the person: "Is there something wrong?"

"We think you seem a little tired. Why don't we help you get your backpack and reduce the weight on you?"

The two girls didn't give Ji Mo a chance to speak at all, so they reached out to pull Ji Mo's backpack.

Ji Mo looked at the two of them with a expressionless face, allowing them to take their backpacks.

After successfully getting the backpack, the hypocritical smiles of the two girls just now were replaced by a hint of contempt and ridicule.

The two girls worked together to throw Ji Mo's backpack down the hillside.

There were jungles around, with bumpy dirt roads everywhere. In addition, it rained here last night, and when the whole backpack stopped, it was covered in mud.

"Oh, my hand slips, sorry..." One of the girls spoke up inadvertently, but there was a mocking smile on his face: "It seems that you can only ask you to go down and pick it up by yourself."

Ji Mo slowly curled her lips, the beautiful and evil face was light and the slightly raised smile exuded a strange and cold feeling.
Chapter completed!
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