Who has not tasted bitterness, but the sacred heart does not think that once those are bitter.

When he was the youngest, he used to say it to him.

A man, without the tempering of blood, how to become a qualified soldier.

When he was too tired to carry, he once resented that the old man was too cruel.

He's just a little boy. He hasn't grown into a man yet. Who wants to be the man among the men.

But no matter how hard and hard he never gave up. After he grew up, he really realized the good intentions of the old man.

Men, who have not suffered, are no men.

"Practice!"

In the face of the past, such as the wind, all the suffering of the canonization, Luo Yangyang definitely nodded.

How could she acknowledge the excellence of canonization.

Even if she couldn't stand by him and wish him a hand, she would never be his retreat.

Although the canonization did not say anything, she knew that his work in the British Isles would be more dangerous than that in the imperial capital.

"I'll practice with you."

Feng Sheng gently lifted the broken hair in front of Luo Yang Yang's forehead, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"You can practice, but can you get closer? Get closer first, and then a little bit further away. "

Luo Yangyang looked out from the side of the sacred body, glanced at the target in the distance, and hesitated to say.

She thinks 100 meters is a little far away.

She shot so many shots just now, but none of them was hit. It was a blow to her self-confidence.

"Sure. How close do you want to be? Fifty meters? "

The revered Saint replied, full of indulgence.

It's good for little things to be willing to practice guns. Even if they can't, at least she knows how to aim and shoot.

“……” Luo Yangyang's small mouth slightly pouts, weak way, "ten meters..."

A distance of 100 meters is too close for these men in the mercenary base. No one is willing to practice.

Because she had discovered before, there were a long string of mercenaries on her left side who were practicing guns. The targets were so far away that she could hardly see them.

They dislike that 100 meters is too close, but for her new novice, 100 meters is really a little far away.

“…… Ten meters is ten meters. "

Feng Sheng was scared by the distance Luo Yangyang said, but he still agreed after a few seconds of twitching in the corners of his mouth.

Ten meters, he closed his eyes, a dart thrown over can hit the target, and is accurate ten rings.

But, he can't say, he can't beat the little thing. He has to encourage her.

Jim and Anthony ran a large circle back to see Luo Yangyang even close to the target in practice, they were shocked.

"Damn it! Boss, what is this? Is there anyone who practices guns like this

Jim, who was running, raised his hand and measured the distance between luoyangyang and the target himself with his fingers.

At most, it's only 10 meters, not more than 10 meters!

Can you practice at this distance?

"Isn't it always rumored that men in love have zero IQ? Now I believe it. I can't even escape a boss with a high IQ. "

Anthony looked at the two figures in front of the right and sighed in silence.

"Isn't a woman in love with zero IQ? When did you become a man? "

Jim's train of thought was off track.

"All the same! It's all in love anyway. "

Anthony, with a domineering wave of his hand, answered perfunctorily.

Luo Yangyang had been standing at the target, and the canonization was pointing out.

How to stand and how to raise your hands.

Seeing Jim and Anthony come around specially and run past them, the canonization suddenly shouts, "stop!"

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