Woman, where to escape

Qian Ao took the lead in firing the first shot, and Qian Zhongyao pulled the trigger almost at the same time.

"Ten rings!"

"Ten rings!"

In contrast, Qian Zhongyao frowned, Qian Ao smiled and gave him a thumbs up. I can't see that his nephew has really improved his shooting skills. Haven't he practiced hard secretly?

The gunshot rang again——

"Bang... Bang..." they fired another shot, another ten rings!

Then, in less than a minute, the two shot ten bullets each.

As a result

"Ten rings!"

"Ten rings!"

“……”

Qian Ao, a member of the wolf tooth special warfare team, was not surprised that ten bullets hit 100 rings. Qian Zhongyao, born as a scout, was more or less surprised.

Finally, the laughter became a sound, which was full of admiration.

After taking off his training cap, Qian Zhongyao put the gun on the shooting table, turned his head, glanced at the element unsmoothly, walked up to Qian Ao with an indisputable expression and said three words faintly: "you won."

Qian Ao patted him on the shoulder disapprovingly and smiled: "no, draw, you are very bullish. When did you practice it?"

Qian Zhongyao frowned and was noncommittal. Could he say, when you and she were in the wind, flowers, moon and snow?

What's more, even if the layman can't see it, the expert can understand it tightly, not to mention that the distance between his bull's-eye is 30 meters more. Just talking about the weight of his sniper step is several times more difficult to use than his own.

He's still better than himself.

Sensing the treacherous atmosphere between them, Bai Munian quickly took over the words: "Oh, since it's a draw, I'll treat you to lunch today."

"Yes, yes, uncle and nephew, it's nice to have a draw!"

Cheng fei'er came over with a smile and took Qian Zhongyao's arm. The latter's body suddenly tightened, but frowned, didn't refuse, and didn't say anything more.

After all, the competition was put forward by him. If you have to admit defeat, it is obviously an act of moving a stone and hitting yourself in the foot.

Since he said it was a draw, let's draw. I just don't know whether he can break a draw with him in other things... The reality is always so cruel.

Qian's second son smiled and played such a game. The shooting range is really a good place for men to vent their emotions. His mood is much happier and his tangles are diluted. He took the towel from the element and wiped his sweat. Let alone, it's really hot on this day.

"Girl, is it hot?"

"Not hot."

Her voice was gentle and gentle, as always.

With a slight breath, Qian Ao put his hands around her and leaned over her ear and asked foolishly, "tell me, can I do it?"

He flicked the corners of his mouth, and the element couldn't help laughing. The second master really cared about what she asked casually before? No wonder he followed Zhong Yao with such strength. He couldn't help sighing. In the man's bones, he was really a child.

The smile on her face remained unchanged. She smiled and replied, "you can, really can, really..."

This was originally a sentence that the second master wanted to hear now, but the Chinese language is so artistic. If you say two words, it is really you. Repeat the two words again, the taste will change, a little sour, and repeat for the third time... It sounds like an antonym.

Triple affirmation is equal to negation.

Therefore, the second son of Qian was angry and warned unhappily, "the skin itches, isn't it? Believe it or not, I'll clean you up."

The element raised her head and raised her eyebrows at him. "Second Lord, I praise you. Don't be ignorant of good or bad. I emphasize again and again that you are really good."

"There are so many crooked reasons." he rubbed her head lovingly, and the second Qian smiled.

"Who says it's a crooked reason? Even if it's a crooked reason, it's for you... Ungrateful?"

These words are so sarcastic and dogleg. They are flattering and flattering. Hearing these words, the second Qian grinned.

She succeeded.

Smile is a necessary magic weapon to dispel the haze.

Second master Qian's Day cleared up. In an instant, the atmosphere on the shooting range was alive. Everyone's meat and vegetable jokes were supplemented again. They happily fired dozens of bullets respectively, then shouted "no strength" and began to shout to transfer the battlefield. These brothers haven't gathered together so neatly for a long time. They all have fun to die when they seize this opportunity.

What's fun?

In a man's world, there are only four things - eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.

In an hour.

This is the most luxurious imperial business hall in J City, a leisure place integrating catering and entertainment, and a private hall for the gathering of political and business elites. Holding Qian Ao's hand through the thick Chinese luxury door, elements try to relax their nerves.

Now she can basically calm herself and comfort herself that "wine and meat have passed through the intestines and remain in the heart of the Buddha".

In this kind of place, the money is spent like running water. Think about the farmer uncle who is still farming on such a hot day in the field. To be honest, she is in pain.

However, these children of the Eight Banners living at the tip of the pyramid naturally do not understand the truth of "weeding day at noon". They eat a meal and order a dish, often tens of thousands. This consumption level makes her used to being poor. She is often dazed. She looks at the gilded plaque in the lobby and the group photo of the shopkeeper and XX leader in a trance, which is very sad.

Qian's second son drove very fast, so they arrived first.

Obviously, he is a regular guest here. People must know him. As soon as he showed his face, there was a smiling beauty with big eyes like autumn water and Iraqi people. She extended her hand and politely said, "welcome, Mr. Qian. Please come inside. Your bags are ready."

After leading the way, this element is really eye opening. There is a hole in it. A private room is about 200 square meters, which is twice larger than the whole house of ordinary people.

This, second master, this is really a sin!

In the private room, beautiful women are waiting. Everyone is not easy to see in the street. They bow when they see them. The crisp "welcome" makes people's bones crisp. The service is so polite that people can't even sigh.