Chapter 48: Provoke people

Frey felt that his brain was really broken just now, otherwise, how could he put a woman alone in the marshal's room?
"Then I will chase her out?" He thought for a while, and asked in a low voice while feeling anxious.
After all, the marshal is here to rest at night, and a woman stays in his room and does not go out. Tomorrow it will be spread immediately to everyone in the military area!
The reason...
In the final analysis-in this world, there are about two major puzzles in the military area.
First, what method did the people willing to be ordinary before the age of twenty used to become the first general of the empire in just two years!
Second, why is the marshal so young, so why is he so indifferent to the people around him? They don't even know if he has a bed partner.
Thinking that the eldest prince Lu Chen had been hanging out at the door for most of the afternoon, the Marshal didn't even have the interest to glance at it. When he was standing in the open-air garden this evening, he stared at that Leng Yiyao for a long time.
Frey was still trying to figure out what Hemo really thought, but Hemo didn't bother to watch him stick in front of him thoughtfully. "Didn't Zhai Mu have been sent back?"
Previously, because the contusion of the scapula was too severe, Zhai Mu's arm was numb. When Hemo asked him to take off his clothes on the spot, his shoulders were already bruised.
For Hemo, choosing Zhai Mu to shoot at the shooting range was not just because of General Xu's recommendation. More importantly, Zhai Mu has the shooting qualities and standards of a high-level professional soldier, but he is not a regular sniper. As a test product, he can not only effectively reflect the actual operability of the sniper rifle, but also reflect its reaction to the human body.
This is the truest effect presented by an experiment.
When he came to D City, on the one hand, he wanted to shuffle the cards inside the military area by releasing news and fishing. On the other hand, with Zhai Mu
For the experiment, the test of this batch of arms is also from the heart.
The wealthy people in City D really didn't guess wrong. Most of the reason he went to the shooting range was rushing for arms and supplies.
The sniper used by Zhai Mu at the time was one of them.
According to ergonomics, how to improve the firearm to make it adapt to human shooting to the greatest extent, so that it can be modified as soon as possible, and the replacement of the weapon can be quickly put on the agenda.
Frey was taken aback, hearing Hemo naming and asking where Zhai Mu was, and finally understood what he had missed.
Originally, the marshal returned to the hotel because he wanted to hear the military doctor’s diagnosis of Zhai Mu’s shoulders. On the contrary, he just saw that the prince was standing up outside, but he was justified and confident. Come in.
Frey stared at his boss stiffly, and fell silent.
"I said, have you discussed what you want me to do?" Standing outside the door, Leng Yiyao yawned boredly and interrupted their conversation lazily.
Sorry, the wound is too heavy, she also needs a rest, okay?
The two officers guarding her suddenly looked ugly. They remembered telling her not to move, but how could they forget her mouth but they can say what they want and say freely!
Hemo's eyes were deep, then he turned his head and looked in the direction of the door.
This woman, who was thrown directly to the hotel by a group of officers, was not at all afraid.
"If there is nothing wrong with me, please help me open a room, I have to wash and rest." It is a bit impractical to find a doctor to change the dressing, it is still very simple to open a room. Leng Yiyao glanced at her robe and rubbed her temple subconsciously.
"No. You stay here with me." Hemo said lightly, but there was no wave on the handsome Wutao's face.
But Frey was struck by lightning. He stepped into the air and hit the wall with his back.
All around, suddenly, weirdly quiet.
Leng Yiyao tilted her head and lowered her eyes. It seems that she inexplicably provokes someone who shouldn't be touched...