Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Her last shot was too casual. Even Peng Yuntong, who had always been gentle, had no patience to see her disgraced. She said in a soft voice: "you haven't learned the knowledge of shooting. It's normal to miss the target. Don't worry about it..."

The people of class 8 are not as "generous" as Peng Yuntong, and they are scrambling to laugh at them.

Flower language squinted at the target, "I play so well, you blind?"

They all went to see the target opposite her, still standing completely in the wind without any damage.

The people of class 8 were just about to sneer at this, which was considered "a good fight". Then they heard someone say in a loud voice: "look at the target next to you!"

In the flower language opposite the target next to, a bullet is right through the heart, impartial.

The person in charge of recording the results immediately stepped forward, hesitated for a long time, and then exclaimed in a loud voice: " 10.9 ring! "

Everyone was stunned.

Including Peng Yuntong and instructor Peng.

Even if Peng Yuntong is a sharpshooter, he has only got a good score of 10.9 rings once or twice. How can Huayu hit the target for the first time? 10.9?!

Other people did not hear, but Peng Yuntong and instructor Peng heard clearly.

Before the last shot, Hua Yu once asked Yu Jinhuai, and the second Ye replied, "10.9."

As a result, she really hit 10.9 casually!

After the shock, all people's hearts are instantly emerged with an idea: "luck!"

If it wasn't for luck, she missed all the nine bullets in front of her?!

Although it is luck, but have to admit, Peng Yuntong is lost.

Flower language triumphantly looked at Peng Yuntong: "thank you for the comfort Miss Yun Tong just now, but I think my shooting method is still OK."

Instructor Peng wanted to tear off the fake smile on her face: "is it not that the blind cat was shot by a dead mouse? Just luck

Flower language does not care at all: "luck is also a part of strength. You see, Miss Yun Tong was within the ninth ring road just now, but what can I do? I just won. "

The muscles on Professor Peng's face were twisted.

The women in the army all the year round are not good at maintenance, and they are also infected with evil spirits. This makes drillmaster Peng look very evil, which is basically the type of children who will be scared to cry at the sight of them.

This expression makes her look fierce, just like a Luocha.

Hua Yu turned her head and looked at the audience: "did I win without applause?"

People in class 8 booed her: "you just rely on luck! If you have the ability, you are within the nine rings of a gun

Hua Yu picked her eyebrows and looked at Peng Yuntong: "Miss Yun Tong also thinks I'm lucky?"

Because of that moment of pride and self-confidence, Peng Yuntong did not go to see how Hua Yu's last shot was shot. He was very unconvinced, but his face was full of smile: "I'm lucky that I didn't have you to admit defeat."

This is obvious.

I am a very trustworthy person, I can admit defeat, but you win, I rely on luck!

Flower language in the heart gently sneer, "in this case, we play moving target again?"

Peng Yuntong was pleased.

She said that she had less contact with moving targets, which was in fact false. She had been practicing moving targets in recent years. Hua Yu even put forward her own words. This is not a good opportunity to prove herself in front of the second master!

Flower language performance with a win on a very inflated Intellectual: "how, Miss Yun Tong dare not?"

"How could it be!" Drillmaster Peng said coldly, "it was your luck just now, but the moving target is not so lucky!"

Said immediately let the person to prepare.

Flower language casually looked at the time, found that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Peng Yuntong said: "if we move the target, let's go together."

Flower language nods.

In the third shot, flower language has almost mastered all the skills.

As if very familiar with this thing, but too long no contact leads to unfamiliar, but that instinct is still engraved in the bone.

After that, Peng Yuntong's goal was pure recreation.

Flower language eyes light indifferent to hold up the gun, looking at the distance to maintain constant speed moving target.

It's too slow.

In front of her, she saw a scene in which she did not know when. Someone put her hand on her head and said softly, "do you see those targets? It's going to take one hit all the time to have dinner, remember? "

Those targets are ferocious and abstract monsters, the bull's-eye is their eyes, there is no regular change in her eyes, shaking people dizzy.

Flower language suddenly sober up, this just can see clearly those who are snail race speed strange slow target in the distance.

She gently breathed out a breath, thinking silently, could it be that when she was a child, she saw too many movies, which led to her dream of becoming a sharpshooter with great strides. And when she grew up, she still remembered this absurd and strange scene?Side eyes looked at Peng Yuntong, who was still doing preparatory work. Hua Yu curved his lips with a smile: "I started."

Not waiting for Peng Yuntong to answer, nor waiting for people to respond.

"Bang bang bang" a series of gunshots rang out in the shooting range.

Hua Yu, with a cold look, threw the gun that had been used up with ten bullets to the serviceman. He didn't look at his achievements. Instead, he whispered to Peng Yuntong: "little sister, when you come out to seduce other people's boyfriends, you'd better investigate whether your girlfriend likes to be jealous. I'm the kind of girl friend who is very careful. "

Peng Yuntong opened his eyes and said, "you are..."

Flower language did not answer her, but went straight to the two small milk bags next to squat down, bent his eyes: "how, just I was not handsome!"

Wen Lan: "super handsome!"

Wenbai: "except for the nine bullets that missed the target in front."

Flower language:.... "

She depressed to pull the face of Wen Bai, how this child is so sincere.

Hua Yu squatted on the ground, looked up at the big devil, and then stretched out his red palm: "hand pain."

The recoil force of 20 shots in a row is very terrible. Hua Yu's skin is white and tender. At this moment, even the blood can be seen clearly and pitifully.

Yu Jin Huai looked down at her wrist and lifted her up. Her voice was cold: "did I make you skin?"

Flower language aggrieved way: "but someone Prys my corner in front of my face!"

Yu Jin Huai light way: "don't worry, the iron wall, not so easy to pry."

After hearing this, Hua Yu began to rub his face against his arms: "hands ache, I want to breathe."

Yu Jinhuai looked at her red palm and kissed her forehead, "I'll give you medicine when I go back."

Hua Yu did not tangle in this matter, and said to the two steamed buns with a smile: "children, let's go."