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With Li Mulin's actions, Huang Zixin's beautiful eyes almost burst into flames, but she is also stubborn, well, as long as you dare to do it, I will dare to follow.

"Brother Li Mu, you can't do this, I'm just such a precious daughter, you can't make such a joke." Huang San was startled by Li Mulin, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Brother Li, this is not very good..." Although Xie Wei is young and energetic, he can't help but feel a little tingly if he is daring. If Li Mulin put the cup on other people's heads, he might be able to He shot without hesitation, but this is Huang Zixin, Huang San's only daughter, and she is also a beautiful woman, even if asked to kill her, he would not be able to kill her.

"Why, you don't believe in your strength," Li Mulin said with a light smile.

"It's not that I don't believe it, but...well, since Brother Li asked me to shoot, I'll shoot," Xie Wei said confidently as if he had made up his mind.

Li Mulin couldn't help but nodded secretly. A good shooter doesn't just have to draw the gun fast and shoot with high accuracy. To become a marksman, a strong mental quality is also necessary. If Xie Wei doesn't dare to use Huang Zixin as a target , then Xie Wei is not a gun genius at all.

It has to be said that Xie Wei's mental quality is still very strong. He held the pistol in both hands without the slightest tremor. Everything in his eyes seemed to disappear, leaving only the wine glass, as if he had already matched the extremely limited power in his hand. 5.45MM low caliber pistol blended into one.

Sure enough, he is a rare genius. Li Mulin believes that if Xie Wei can have a good gun in his hand, he will definitely be no less than a blood-killing existence when he is cultivated.

Xie Wei wasn't nervous, but Huang San who was beside him was extremely nervous.

"If you are afraid, you don't have to be my target." Li Mulin made Huang Zixin a target, which actually meant to stimulate Huang Zixin and make Huang Zixin hate himself. Li Mulin believed that with Xie Wei's strength, he failed to hit the wine glass above Huang Zixin's head five meters away. The rate is 13%, and even if Xie Wei misses, Li Mulin still has mental power. With Li Mulin's current level of mental power, he can already see the bullets of the pistol at a lower speed, and the mental power of up to 5.45KG is completely capable Change the flight path of a [-]MM pistol bullet.

"When has this lady been afraid?" Huang Zixin didn't have a trace of fear on her face, instead she showed an indescribable smile from Li Mulin.

"Then Xie Wei, you can start shooting." Li Mulin sneered in his heart, telling you to pretend to be calm, and you will cry later.

Bang.

With a low beep, Xie Wei pulled the trigger.

"Hmm~" Huang Zixin snorted and fell down on the stool.

The bullet hit Huang Zixin.

Li Mulin was immediately dumbfounded, of course he would not make a mistake in his judgment, he had already seen that Xie Dong's bullet could definitely hit the target without hurting Huang Zixin at all, but the bullet still hit Huang Zixin.

The reason is very simple. At the same time Xie Dong pulled the trigger, Huang Zixin stood up from the stool.

The bullet immediately shot into Huang Zixin's shoulder.

"Zixin, are you okay?" Huang San quickly supported Huang Zixin and asked anxiously. He only saw a large area of ​​Huang Zixin's chest was dyed red.

"I'm sorry, I..." Seeing that he hit Huang Zixin, Xie Wei didn't know what to say for a while.

Li Mulin also surrounded him worriedly, grabbed Huang Zixin's hand, and asked reproachfully, "Why did you stand up?"

Huang Zixin's beautiful face was full of grievances. She gasped in pain and mustered all her strength to say: "I... I'm scared, I want to run..."

"Master Huang, I'm sorry, I'm too arrogant. I can guarantee that the bullet will not hurt Zixin, but I forgot that Zixin will be afraid..." Li Mulin said to Huang San with great self-blame.

"Now is not the time to talk about these things, hurry up and send Zixin to the hospital." There was a large pool of blood on Huang Zixin's chest, and Huang San was at a loss for what to do.

"I don't want to go to the hospital," Huang Zixin yelled suddenly, but this yell immediately affected her injury, and she gasped in pain.

"What if I don't go to the hospital"

"Zixin is right. She can't go to the hospital." Li Mulin suddenly said seriously. Huang Zixin suffered a gunshot wound. She is going to the hospital. In other words, it is a dead end.

"I know, but I can't just watch my daughter bleed to death." Huang San was like a headless fly, circling around anxiously.

"Master Huang, do you believe me?" Li Mulin suddenly looked at Huang San.

Huang San said angrily: "Aren't you talking nonsense? I dare to hand over my daughter's life to you. Do you believe me or not?"

"Since Master Huang, you trust me, then leave it to me to take care of it and make sure Zixin is fine."

Huang San looked at Huang Zixin, who was in pain and sweating profusely, and finally nodded his head severely. Now this is the only way to go.

Li Mulin hugged Huang Zixin, asked Huang San to prepare alcohol knife, cotton swabs and gauze, and then walked into Huang Zixin's room. The decoration of Huang Zixin's room was the same as her personality, and it was so non-mainstream. The large LCD screen occupies half the width of the wall, the floor is a dancing mat, and the walls are covered with photos of various celebrities.

Not to mention that Huang Zixin is really a weirdo. Most girls like to collect stickers of handsome guys, but she has a whole room full of pictures of beauties, and the X-rated photos that show either two or three spots. His face was red for a while, but he was worried about Huang Zixin at this time, so he naturally admired those wonderful ketone bodies flawlessly.

Soon after, Huang San sent the necessary tools.

The door was closed with a bang, and only Li Mulin and Huang Zixin were left in the room.

Li Mulin gently placed Huang Zixin on the bed.

Li Mulin stretched out her hand and wanted to take off Huang Zixin's skirt. Although Huang Zixin usually behaved very boldly and spoke arrogantly, but when she was operating with real guns and live ammunition, she was frightened. She used her uninjured hand to protect Huang Zixin. On the chest, Li Mulin would not be allowed to take off his skirt even if he was beaten to death.

After working hard several times, Li Mulin was afraid of hurting Huang Zixin, and he couldn't use too much force, so he had to say helplessly, "Do you want me to help you get the bullet?"

"It's okay to take the bullet, but don't take off my skirt"

"Okay, take your hands away first, I won't take off your skirt"

"real"

"I swear,"

stab.

Li Mulin tore a hole in Huang Zixin's skirt, and the sound of the beautiful skirt breaking was extremely clear.

Huang Zixin's pretty face suddenly turned red,