Aoba Office

The few of us who followed Fatty originally wanted to help Fatty slap someone in the face, but this goal came to an end because the target person left the scene early.

However, our trip had other purposes.

The girl with glasses just looked at the excitement like everyone else and then looked away. Her hair was too heavy, and her glasses and goggles made it difficult to see her expression. She turned back to shooting. The shooting action was very standard, but the results were not very good.

Hongmao was still very interested in what happened just now and asked people in the venue for details. In fact, everyone couldn't tell clearly. They only heard the disgusting teasing and sarcastic conversations between the two, and occasionally a few shots. Then the man screamed and the woman screamed. According to the coach, it was the randomness of the two shooting that caused the woman to hit the man.

"It's your own fault." Hong Mao said with a happy smile.

This is indeed self-inflicted.

The training ground was monitored, and the coach had tried to dissuade them many times before. This incident was their own fault. After that, the two of them were at each other's throats, with no one else involved.

Zheng Xinxin and Guo Yujie are more interested in shooting. Under the guidance of the coach and the fat man, I held a gun and shot for the first time.

"It didn't miss the target, that's pretty good." Fatty commented.

The coach added with a smile: "Only one in 10 people can shoot without missing the target for the first time."

I don’t know where this data came from. Anyway, the first time Slender Man and I played, we didn’t miss the target. No one praised us at the time.

When other people saw the two new beauties, they took a few more glances. Some people felt sorry for Hongmao that the pair of bitches left early and missed a good show.

The girl with glasses turned a deaf ear to the situation on our side and concentrated on shooting. The fat man glanced at her several times, feeling increasingly disappointed and depressed.

"Let's wait until it's time to rest." I patted the fat man.

This is not a good time to strike up a conversation. Maybe the fat man would have to be shot if he came over.

The fat man nodded.

The second purpose of coming this time is to accompany Zheng Xinxin to vent. After Zheng Xinxin learned how to do it, she fired continuously and emptied a magazine. The sound of "bang bang bang" was heard endlessly. After she finished, she let out a big breath and showed a big smile.

The smashed target paper moved to the front, making people feel the violence of the girls.

Guo Yujie was eager to try, "I want to do it too!"

We grown men trembled.

There was another "bang bang bang" shooting sound. Guo Yujie was more heroic than Zheng Xinxin. After finishing the shooting, she slapped the pistol on the table and shouted "cool"!

However, listening to the vibration of the table, the bounce of spare bullets on the table, and looking at the target paper that was moved over and riddled with holes, the male compatriots present had no intention of thinking about Guo Yujie's exclamation.

The girl with glasses rarely moved her head and looked at Guo Yujie.

Guo Yujie was so careless that she didn't notice. I saw that the fat man was so nervous that his fat was shaking. Zheng Xinxin also noticed the girl with glasses and nodded to her in a friendly manner. Guo Yujie turned her head, showed a bright smile to the girl with glasses, waved her hand, and walked over on her own initiative.

"Brother Qi, what should we do now?" the fat man asked tremblingly.

"She won't do anything stupid." I could only comfort the fat man.

Although Guo Yujie is a silly elder sister, she is not stupid and will not interfere with the fat man's good deeds. Hmm... Fatty didn't say anything about this matter, so it can't be called a good thing.

"Hello, my name is Guo Yujie." Guo Yujie introduced herself, instead of using the club's customary nickname, she gave her real name.

The girl with glasses hesitated for a second, then put down the gun and shook Guo Yujie's hand, "My name is Xue Jingyue."

"I know the name." The thin man poked the soft flesh on the fat man's waist, "Go back and let Xiao Gu check."

Why doesn't this sound right?

The fat man nodded seriously.

This reaction is even more wrong!

I was speechless watching.

Over there, Guo Yujie took Zheng Xinxin and was already chatting with Xue Jingyue. It didn't take long for the three women to smile and decided to go to the lounge to sit.

The fat man and us grown men consciously had to keep up.

"Go ahead and play by yourselves!" Guo Yujie waved her hand, and the fat man was pushed back two steps.

This script is not quite right, silly lady!

I winked at Guo Yujie, but Guo Yujie didn't even look in my direction.

Zheng Xinxin covered her mouth and smiled, giving us a reassuring look.

It would be nice to have someone who is sensible and doesn't forget about business.

We had to watch the girls leave.

"Go to Area B or outdoors?"

The fat man was wilted, and Hongmao, an outsider, warmly invited us.

"Let's go to Area B. It's really hard outside..." I spread my hands, "I'm not strong enough."

"It's okay, just play a few more times. Have you ever played flying saucer? Haha, it's very difficult, and I couldn't hit it a few times. There are fixed targets outside. The weather is nice today, let's go outside." Hong Mao said.

It was hard to reject the warm hospitality, but the thin man and I didn't really care. The fat man was just going with the flow, so we went outside.

As Hongmao said, the weather is good today, the sun is shining, the temperature is suitable, and the cool and refreshing wind in the suburbs is very comfortable.

The fixed targets in the outdoor field are quite simple, but the key point is that the environment is comfortable.

The thin man and I played with each other for a few times before our interest waned. Hongmao was very active and showed off his skills. His technique is indeed good. Most of his ten shots are in the eighth or ninth ring, and occasionally he can hit the target.

"A master!" The thin man raised his thumb, "You weren't that good last time we met, were you?"

"I've been practicing a lot recently. I have talent and hard work." The red-haired man made a cool gesture of blowing a gun, twirling the pistol like a western cowboy and inserting it into the imaginary holster.

"You've practiced this move many times, right?" the thin man teased.

"You saw through it. I mainly practiced this move." Hong Mao did a few more classic Western cowboy poses with guns.

Fatty's mood improved a lot, and he became cheerful.

Da da da da da da da da…

Heavy gunfire interrupted our laughter. Others in the venue also took action.

"Are there any machine guns here?" the thin man asked seriously.

The fat man and Hongmao both shook their heads blankly, "I haven't heard of it."

The coach in the venue changed his expression and took out his walkie-talkie to ask about the situation.

"What's going on? Something happened?" The thin man frowned.

The fat man became anxious, "You're not in the lounge, are you?"

"The sound is from the actual combat area over there." Hongmao pointed in the direction.

The shooting hadn't stopped yet, and everyone present became uneasy. No one put down their guns. Instead, they all equipped their guns, held them tightly, and found a cover point to stand.

Our field is not a live ammunition field, and the guns used are all small pistols. It's more dangerous outside than inside, and there's not even a decent wall to be found. If something goes wrong, our combat effectiveness will be the weakest.

Fortunately, the shooting stopped after two minutes.

There was just a rustling sound on the coach's intercom. The only words that came out from inside were "Under investigation" when the gunshots first rang out.

"Dear members, an emergency has occurred in this venue and it needs to be closed. Members please leave under the instructions of the staff. Notice again. An emergency has occurred in this venue and it needs to be closed..."

This was broadcast throughout the club.

The coach's expression changed, he no longer held the walkie-talkie, and shouted to everyone, asking us to put down our guns and line up to leave the club.

None of the people present were elementary school students, but now there was a buzz of discussion just like a noisy elementary school classroom.

Hongmao said confidently with great experience: "Someone died over there."

Thanks to Edogawa☆Ranpo for tipping me with 1000 starting coins.