Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

Chapter 412: Contest

Chapter 412 Competition

After more than a month in China, Zhou Fucheng is finally leaving.

After receiving the message from him, Shen Lingxi found a reason and asked Yang Jingwu to leave to find him.

According to the address he sent, Shen Lingxi arrived at the door of a shooting club.

"Come on, would you like something to drink?"

Zhou Fucheng had a smile on his face and was very pleased with her arrival.

"Water is good." Said, Shen Lingxi looked at the surrounding environment, "How did you find this?"

Zhou Fucheng lives overseas, and even when he returns to China, he stays in Beijing, and he rarely stays in Nanqiao District, let alone Jincheng.

"Introduced by the third master." Zhou Fucheng wiped his hands with a wet tissue, "This club is not bad, it is a little smaller than the one in Beijing, but fortunately the equipment is good."

Shen Lingxi raised her eyebrows, took the tissue he handed over, and wiped her hands: "Have you two come together?"

"He knew I liked this and brought me here a few times."

Zhou Fucheng reached for the kettle and poured her a glass of water.

Shen Lingxi took a sip: "I thought you would drag him to the bar."

"You..." Zhou Fucheng smiled, "I didn't just drag him to the bar, okay, I don't bear the blame."

Zhou Fucheng has three hobbies: wine, incense and firearms.

In order to support this hobby of firearms, he even invested in a shooting club in the gray area. Its scale is probably the largest in a club, and the various equipment inside is even more top-notch.

"You haven't played this, have I?"

Zhou Fucheng looked at Shen Lingxi with great interest, he didn't bother to play with rookies, and he was not interested in being a free teacher.

But if this person is his LID.

Then he would.

Not to mention being a teacher for free, it seems that it is not impossible for him to subsidize money to teach others.

Shen Lingxi hooked her lips: "No."

I don't know why, but Zhou Fucheng always felt strange when he heard her say no two words.

Zhou Fucheng: "Then... I teach you?"

"OK."

…

"A contest?"

Hearing the words, Zhou Fucheng paused.

The little girl is a little too daring. Although he taught some skills just now, he hasn't really started it yet.

I haven’t played yet, so I have to play.

It should be said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or that the ignorant is fearless.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Fucheng asked suspiciously, "You won't cry if you lose."

Shen Lingxi smiled back with confidence: "Maybe it's you who is crying."

Hearing this, Zhou Fucheng was provoked to be competitive.

"Okay, that ten times in a group, add up the number of rings, and finally the one with the highest number of rings wins, this is no problem." Zhou Fucheng said.

Shen Lingxi nodded: "No problem, you go first."

Zhou Fucheng has no objection to this. After all, he knows how good his marksmanship is.

Whether it is in front or behind, it doesn't make much difference to him.

Game start

Zhou Fucheng pulled the trigger and completed the first shot.

boom!

9.8 ring.

In order to make the game fair, the two specially chose the same type of gun.

The first shot is a warm-up, and it's already very good.

"good."

Zhou Fucheng smiled.

The little girl is really, she has no fear at all.