Dressed as the vicious female supporting role in Mary Su's novels

Chapter 52 Faith Value Exchange System ([-])
An Changxiu didn't like to talk, and he stood on the deck without saying a word since he got on the boat. An Lan put his clothes on him and stood silently with him.

At this time, Nangong Jing jumped from another cruise ship and walked up to him, then stretched out a hand.

"Master An, are you feeling better?"

An Changxiu finally had a little reaction. He held the hand, and his expression eased a lot: "It's much better, thank you for your concern."

An Lan, who was standing on the side, looked over and felt that these two people had the feeling of a summit meeting between the two countries.

An Changxiu was cold to everyone, but he didn't expect to be so polite to Nangong Jing.

Although An Changxiu is a character on the background board, and what he is doing is also of the kind that cannot be seen, but when he really looks at it from his perspective, An Lan sees the unique courage of this character.

Why do you feel that the ones who shine are all dark characters? Isn't these beings who are licking blood at the edge of the sword much better than those protagonists who love you to death?

After the formalities were over, the two of them got down to business: "Patriarch An, are those munitions safe?"

An Changyou nodded lightly: "Still at the original location. Three days later, at twelve o'clock sharp, I will find a way to send the ammunition to the pier, and you will send someone to check it."

"Okay, the contact person will remain the same, and my person, Patriarch An, also knows me."

Because of their long-term cooperation, the two had a tacit understanding, and they confirmed the time and location of the transaction in a few words, but An Lan was taken aback when she heard this, for she had touched the batch of munitions.

An Lan stretched out her hand and tugged at the corner of An Changxiu's clothes and said with a guilty conscience, "Father, I took a gun and gave it to Uncle Zhong."

The basement is a restricted area at home. What An Changxiu hates the most is when others disobey him. He pointed out that no one can enter and he broke in, but that is also a special situation, because she notified Nangong Jing to save him. Know if he will blame himself.

Zhong Ji came out of nowhere, walked behind An Lan, hugged her shoulders familiarly, and said with a smile, "Patriarch An, this girl is good at marksmanship, she's as good as you. "

An Changxiu looked at An Lan with a cold face: "I didn't teach her."

An Lan shrank her neck, feeling even more guilty.

Good marksmanship, doesn't that mean she shot?She made too many exceptions and violated too many rules. As the eldest lady of an aristocratic family, An Lan didn't like being bound by the rules, but she also knew that she should abide by the rules.

"No way?" Zhong Ji was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again: "Then Miss An is very talented."

As he spoke, Zhong Ji pointed to the flagpole not far away: "Girl, do you see that pole? Try shooting there."

An Lan paused for a moment, and glanced at An Changxiu. He was expressionless, acquiescing, so An Lan took out the gun, loaded the bullet, pulled the safety, and put his finger on the trigger.

She wants to prove herself.

Just make it the same as it was a few hours ago.

Very simple.

But it was quite easy for her to proofread the target. That night she was sure that she could hit the target and she knew the target very clearly, but now, she seemed to lose that feeling, like proofreading the target for the first time. She was trembling, and couldn't hold it steady.

With the sound of "Boom!", the bullet was fired from the muzzle.

An Lan put down the gun and looked at the target. As expected, she missed the target, but she didn't know where she went.

"Girl, do your marksmanship follow your mood?" Zhong Ji said teasingly, and then patted her head: "It seems to be accurate when hitting someone."

Zhong Ji looked up at An Changxiu again: "Patriarch An, I think you can teach her more. If you have talent, don't waste it. After all, no one knows what the future will be like, right?"

Although it was a casual tone, it seemed to imply something in the words.

An Lan looked at An Changxiu, An Changxiu did not speak, his face was indifferent, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking, but An Lan knew that, in the noble class, the heir of the An family was his younger brother, otherwise An Changxiu would not stand up With the help of public opinion and the oppressive force of the Lin family, he brought his younger brother back.

And girls, only the fate of marriage.

As for that day, An Lan is still far away. She never thought about it, because in the original plot, she would never survive.

Three days before she became an adult, Ling Xue'er got engaged to Yin Xiao, and she would end in a miserable death.

The first thing she considered to deal with was to change her ending, to prevent Ling Xue'er from growing powerful and climbing up the royal family.

Perhaps it was because An Changxiu's silence was too calm, Zhong Ji pressed An Lan's head, bent down and smiled: "Girl, if you have something important to say, don't stand on the sidelines, it's so boring to listen to them , let’s go, let’s take you to see the spoils we have seized.”

After An Lan finished speaking, her head was pushed away abruptly. Nangong Jing behind her seemed to speak to An Changxiu, saying that she couldn't hear clearly, probably talking about something important.

If she is an outsider, don't meddle too much, after all, she doesn't have the ability to meddle.

Wanting to change is not as simple as talking about it. A person who can't even deal with the most common dangers in Huacheng District is far from them.

It would be great if one day she could stand in that position, but what can she do and change?

(End of this chapter)