Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"Why don't we try weighted target shooting tonight?"

Sixty-six weight training

"Weight-bearing? How do you bear weight?"

All Feng Qingyu could think of was carrying Kal'tsit on his back, and Kal'tsit used his circular muscles to clamp his tail, forming a stable pattern.

Doesn't weight-bearing mean putting extra weight on your back? Weight-bearing training is very common in the daily physical training of the Guards Bureau. Feng Qingyu has tried weight-bearing running, carrying bricks on his back and completing the mileage required by the instructor.

The training did not end when they arrived at Rhodes Island. Instructor Doberman had more tricks up his sleeve. She had seen some operators running on the deck of Rhodes Island carrying other operators on their backs.

Everyone takes turns carrying their companions. Those who are lucky can be assigned to carry lighter people, while those who are less lucky have to run very hard.

Feng Qingyu can still support Kal'tsit's weight for a while.

"You can eat your lunch box however you like on the train."

"Oh, I got it."

Next, Feng Qingyu removed the protective cover of the long gun, took out the main body, and aimed it at the fixed target prepared by Kal'tsit. Kal'tsit jumped up and clamped Feng Qingyu's waist with both feet, forming a entanglement.

The long gun entered the correct shooting trajectory and the loading was officially completed.

On the night Victoria and Qin Liu practiced shooting together, they also tried shooting with weights. Kelsey was lighter than Qin Liu because she was missing some lumps of fat somewhere on her body.

As soon as she said this, it turned into a teasing, with the purpose of seeing Kal'tsit's expression turn from gloomy to light rain.

"Dr. Kelsey, I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have gained a little weight."

"Really? Then I really need to accompany you tonight to exercise more and hit more targets to lose the excess fat. You have to assist me well."

As soon as Kal'tsit retracted her ankle, Feng Qingyu felt a strong sense of oppression.

A powerful suction force coming from the unknown void pulled at her black gun, as if it was going to swallow her guardian gun whole, and then burst out with a temperature higher than the magma of the Xiosta volcano, finally melting the entire gun.

The powerful heat vortex almost melted Feng Qingyu. She had never felt this hot even when she drank L-carnitine and exercised before.

Could it be that Kal'tsit mixed some L-carnitine into that bottle of pineapple-flavored acid water?

It's not impossible.

Or maybe computer accessories?

Kal'tsit is a doctor, so it shouldn't be difficult for her to get computer accessories.

The next few shots were not very accurate, and the gun slipped out of the correct shooting trajectory. Feng Qingyu was a little bit out of shape, she took a deep breath, adjusted her body position and the gun holding posture, and continued to aim at the bull's eye.

"Whoosh-"

The bullet left the chamber and finally hit the bull's eye in the center accurately, getting a good score of ten rings.

"Huh... I made a small mistake just now, but it's okay. My shooting skills are not so bad that I can't hit the target."

Kelsey didn't say much.

Mistakes were normal. Every time when practicing shooting with the female operators of Rhodes Island, Feng Qingyu was in a passive position and was used as a target by the female operators for training. After the practice, he was so exhausted and dehydrated that he needed help from others to get up.

Apart from Feng Qingyu's own poor physique and easy fatigue, the most important reason is that the female operators of Rhodes Island are in good health and have abundant energy with nowhere to use it.

It's quite hard and a bit pitiful for one person to fight against so many people. Even if all possible places for fighting are used and all are put into the battle, it may not be possible to handle them all.

Now that I'm alone, I won't be that tired.

After an hour-long round of shooting, Feng Qingyu was a little tired and his arms ached. The time you can hold heavy objects with both hands is limited, and if you exceed a certain limit, you will get sore.

She needed to rest for a while. One hour of weight-bearing was the limit, no more, otherwise she might not even be able to hold chopsticks steadily the next day.

"Doctor Kal'tsit, I feel that weighted shooting is too tiring. Can you give me a different exercise? One that doesn't test my arm strength that much, with a gun stand so I can hold it up and shoot from the back."

Kal'tsit also had the same intention.

The long-term single shooting mode is boring and has little effect on the training of diversified skills. It is just like learning cannot always focus on one subject, but should also be exposed to other subjects to strive to learn by analogy.

So, Kal'tsit bent down, supported the handrails of the bridge with both hands, and used her back as a support point for Feng Qingyu's arms.

"Is this okay? This way the view is good and wide enough, and you don't have to carry any extra weight. I think you should be able to achieve even more impressive results."

"Of course. Now I'd like to trouble you, Dr. Kal'tsit, to treat this exercise with the correct attitude."

"..."

Kal'tsit silently opened her knees to ensure her body balance when shooting, and quickly entered the second round of practice.

The intensity of the second round of practice was much greater than the first. Kal'tsit had to withstand the constant recoil from the firearm. This recoil had a great impact on the circular muscles, and the negative impact was water loss.

Both of them lost water to varying degrees, but Kal'tsit lost a greater amount, and also had a little numbness in the waist.

"Not bad... some progress. Last time I could only last twenty minutes, now I should be able to last half an hour."

Feng Qingyu's shooting practice time, which had always been criticized, finally got a positive response today. It was worth being happy to get Kal'tsit's approval, even if he didn't win the lottery.

"Since Dr. Kal'tsit praises me so much, I have to work harder to make you more satisfied."

With more precise and stormy shooting skills, she hit the ten rings of the target again and again.

The ground was covered with the passionate sweat of the two people, which embodied their high enthusiasm for the sport of gun shooting.

This round of practice lasts for two hours.

On the way, Kal'tsit tore off the triangular piece of cloth hanging on her leg and stuffed it into Feng Qingyu's pocket.

"This... is for you. Do you like it? You can even use it to wipe your sweat. If you don't mind me using it..."

According to some unwritten legend, when a girl gives this thing to someone, it is equivalent to affirming that person and expressing her desire to explore the science and mysteries of life together.

"Of course I like it... This is a good thing."

Anyone would feel happy to be given something close to their body. Feng Qingyu held the piece of cloth that could be used as a handkerchief in his hand, as if it were something precious.

"Just use tissue paper to wipe your sweat. This is such a good gift, I'm going to take it back, wash it, and keep it, and I won't return it."

“Whatever you want…” Kal’tsit held onto the fence tightly, her breathing a little unstable.

"Do you have a hobby of collecting it?"

Feng Qingyu put the gift from Kal'tsit into his pocket and then sniffed the palm of his hand.

The fragrance lingers on hands, refreshing.

"Almost. Every girl who likes me has given it to me at least once."

Hearing this, Kal'tsit suddenly got angry and reached back, using her fingertips to accurately and fiercely strike Feng Qingyu's annular muscles.

Extra 9: The Undersea Demon King Ghost Shark 3

If we use human terms, it probably means "like", a kind of liking that goes beyond friendship.

Gloria wanted to stop him, but she knew her master best - she would never turn back until she hit the wall.

Just a few words from me could not convince her to go her own way.

"As expected... I can only let her feel it herself, as the 'guide' said."

A mysterious man in a black cloak and a mask told her that this was a test that the devil must go through.

"The current Demon King is still young, and it is inevitable that he will accept the test to increase his experience. You don't have to worry. Everything is within the expected range."

These are the original words of the guide.

Besides, as a small servant, I can do nothing but obey my master's orders.

Ghost Shark repeated the question in front of Feng Qingyu.

"Human, what exactly is that feeling I'm talking about?"

Feng Qingyu was secretly delighted.

The city lord's powerful strategy is indeed effective, hiahiahia.

"That guy that Mr. Ghost Shark was talking about...could it be me?"

Someone's face is as thick as the wall of a world wonder in Yan Country.

Ghost Shark blushed, "Huh, so what? Superficial human, you haven't answered my question yet."

Feng Qingyu couldn't help but wonder whether this guy was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

Is it necessary to ask such an obvious question? There is no need to dwell on it!

"So, the Demon King has fallen in love with me."

The ghost shark's body suddenly shuddered.

"Like... like something... that's... absolutely impossible!"

I am the great "Great Old One", the majestic Demon King, and I am in love with an ordinary human? You must be kidding.

The expression on her face and her stammering words could not deceive others.

The Creator God was eating a watermelon in heaven and watching the development of events.

"Well, this is too easy to take the bait... No wonder the old devil is worried. Please help me, "Guide"."

As one of the most selfless gods, the Creator God will certainly not intervene and change the established trajectory.

"After this incident, the little devil will finally understand that it is impossible for him to be with humans...right?"

Ghost Shark's denial was weak.

"Demon Lord, if you don't confess soon, someone else will take your place."

The ghost shark on the side rolled his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

She really hated the way this guy only spoke half of his words.

"That is to say, someone will come and confess to me, and I might just say yes at once."

Feng Qingyu fell into deep thought, recalling how many girls had confessed to him recently.

She took out a large stack of love letters wrapped in beautiful envelopes from her pocket, with a faint scent still lingering on the envelopes.

"I received these this week and haven't had time to read them yet."

It was a thick stack, probably with dozens of letters.

"Ahhhhhhh, don't look at it, don't look at it!"

The tentacles behind a certain demon king suddenly lost control of themselves and grabbed the love letters and tore them to pieces.

"Human, you are something that this king has set his eyes on, and I will never give you to anyone else."

The ghost shark suddenly appeared, startling Feng Qingyu.

When did you become a "thing"?

"Master Demon King... then I will... not be polite."

At this time, according to the development of the plot, there must be a hug or kiss or something.

But hugs are nothing compared to the latter.

"Well……"

The ghost shark was forcibly kissed by a superficial human. Although the other party looked honest on the surface, he was very skilled in doing this.

Feng Qingyu was kicked away by a certain demon king.

"Human, can't I tell? You're very skilled at this. How many girls have you toyed with?"

There was a hint of jealousy in Ghost Shark's words.

In novels, aren’t humans very shy and nervous when they first taste the forbidden fruit?

Then I would bite my lips or hit my teeth because of excessive nervousness.

"Well... I've had emotional experiences before, but... it's all in the past."

Now she is alone.

Ghost Shark was too lazy to ask more about that relationship.

Besides, the stupid human looked like he didn't want to tell me.