Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He said, took the gun in her hand, raised it, aimed it, and fired without hesitation——

Ten meters ahead, a "dummy" was shot in the middle of the eyebrow, a blood hole was torn open, and the scarlet plasma gushed out, and his wide eyes looked like a dying man.

Fu Mingzhu's heart trembled, while Lan Yu shot another shot without a miss and hit the dummy's right wrist: "in order to prevent him from having weapons, take another shot."

The dummy really moved. The raised hand was beaten down, drop by drop of blood, and a smell of fishy sweetness floated in the air.

Fu Mingzhu smelled the smell and wanted to vomit. He covered Hungary's mouth and looked at Lan Yu's expression.

"This is real blood." Lan Yu turned his head and looked at her: "the real training is to be close to death."

Fu Mingzhu couldn't stand it. "It's so abnormal. These blood are also offered by others. How can they be used like this?"

Lan Yu looked at her and didn't tell her that these were actually pig blood... He just put the gun in her hand: "I want you to load bullets, put them on and fire."

Fu Mingzhu's hand pressed on his hand and his voice gently said, "why should I learn?"

Lan Yu stared into her eyes, "because I don't want anything to happen to you. In addition to me protecting you, I also want you to protect yourself."

He doesn't want her to be worthy of him. He just wants her to live well and be with him all the time.

This road, some bitter, perhaps should not have feelings, but he tasted it and won't let go.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Pearl, I actually thought about putting you down. After meeting Su Lian in Yunnan for the first time, I wanted to give up at that time, but I couldn't help it."

Knowing the danger, he pulled her down. Up to now, he can't figure out whether it's right or wrong.

And his mood is very contradictory, but now he wants to send her back to H City, too late.

Her label is already his Lan Yu's wife. They live and die together and can no longer be separated.

Fu Mingzhu looked up at him and said softly, "Lan Yu, I'm willing to learn."

Not only because of him, but because that kind of thing is too harmful. If Fu Ying and Shao Zuming didn't touch this, they wouldn't die easily. She thinks she also hates these people.

She held the exquisite gun in her hands, aimed at the dummy closest to her, bit her lips and no longer hesitated——

One shot, right in the heart.

The blood flowed out of his heart. It looked scary and disgusting. The fishy smell in the air was heavier, and Fu Mingzhu's face turned white.

Lan Yu was shocked.

Fu Mingzhu is naturally suitable for holding a gun. She moves neatly and doesn't procrastinate. Many people may not be as accurate as her after practicing for a few days. He wants her to shoot a few more shots, but it hurts to see her pale face.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Pearl, go outside and have a rest?"

She slowed down her strength and whispered, "I'm fine."

He covered his heart and fired several shots in succession. Unexpectedly, all the guns were hit by the dummy's heart and killed three at once.

Looking at the bloody place, Lan Yu is actually in a complicated mood. Mingzhu hasn't realized that she is actually ferocious. She likes to hit the heart, and the location... According to Lan Yu's judgment, there is almost no chance of life if she is hit by her, unless her heart is long.