Villain son, you kneel down, Mom begs you to do something

"Sister-in-law?"

Jin Yan picked up his sunglasses with his fingertips and squinted at the slender figure on the field.

Jiutingyue stood up, walked to the glass, looked down at the auditorium below, and found his worried nephew in the corner.

"Whose idea do you think this was?" Mu Yi put down the coffee.

Jiutingyue turned his head and glanced at Xie Chen, his meaning was self-evident.

Mu Yi nodded, "I guess so."

Before they could say a few words, Su Miao faced off against Rubin on the field.

Although he couldn't hear the voice and didn't know what he was saying, he could tell from his expression that something was wrong.

Xie Chen's expression instantly turned serious.

Rubin stood next to Su Miao. He adjusted and relaxed his shoulders and neck without looking away, "I don't care what your relationship is with Victor or your relationship with the royal family, but this is a competition, not other places. , it’s not a place where you can do whatever you want by relying on relationships and your body.”

At the gun selection scene, so many people saw that they had been humiliated. Naturally, he couldn't hold back this breath. Whenever he found the opportunity, he wanted to ridicule him, as if he could regain his so-called face.

He blamed all this on Su Miao, feeling that if it weren't for the woman in front of him, he wouldn't be looked at with teasing eyes by others.

"It seems that you understand very well, so are you standing here relying on your connections and body?" Su Miao asked him with a stern look.

Rubin's hand that fell to his side clenched instantly, and he turned his head and glared at Su Miao, "You are looking for death."

"Oh my! It seems I was right to be so excited." Su Miao sneered.

Rubin's hands creaked as he squeezed them, and it looked like he couldn't help but take action.

Su Miao glanced at his hand and continued, "I really hope you have the courage to come over and do something with me, so that I can break your hand in front of everyone and pull your tongue out and tie it in a bow."

"Because your mouth is too smelly and it's unsightly, but it's different with a bow tie. It's a little cuter."

Rubin thought Su Miao was provoking him, so he gritted his teeth and said, "You think I don't dare?"

"Well, I bet you don't dare." Su Miao provoked him.

"You are dead!"

Rubin clenched his fist and moved a little towards Su Miao, with a fierce look on his face.

Xie Chen stood up, walked quickly to the glass, and stood side by side with Jiutingyue, staring closely at the arena with his dark eyes.

"Why are you so anxious? Are you afraid that your wife will kill someone?"

"Afraid of staining her hands with blood."

Rubin hadn't lost his mind yet, knowing that he would be disqualified from the competition if he took action, so he gritted his teeth and retreated to his previous position.

"The game is over, I'll kill you again."

Su Miao didn't seem to hear what he said, because she was attracted by the handsome man.

She stood upright with her feet shoulder-width apart. She looked through the noisy crowd in the auditorium and met Xie Chen in the box above. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and the invisible alienation lingering on her disappeared, like morning mist meeting warmth. Yang, the world suddenly becomes clear.

With the whistle sounded.

Su Miao moved.

Load, load, shoot.

The whole process is done in one go. There is no aiming action. Just raise your hand and shoot.

After her gunshot, gunshots rang out one after another.

Su Miao raised her hand and took off her earmuffs, casually threw the gun on the small table in front of her, and waited for the announcement of the result.

Although she already knew the results, she could not leave until the staff announced the results.

Rubin was very confident in himself. He didn't even look at Su Miao's target and felt that he was sure to win.

He put down the earmuffs and muzzle of the gun, and glanced at Su Miao disdainfully, "Women are not born to play with guns."

Su Miao: "I don't know if women are suitable for playing guns, but your mother's shooting skills are not very good, and she made you such an inferior product."

"What did you say?" Rubin roared at Su Miao.

Su Miao was too lazy to talk to him anymore, and gave him a middle finger, "You said your father didn't have any good stuff in his gun, you idiot."

Just as Rubin was about to take action, he was interrupted by the staff's voice, "Miss Zinima wins with full marks."

"what?"

"Who wins?"

Rubin obviously couldn't believe what he heard. He walked towards the staff and asked the staff repeatedly.

The other contestants were obviously a little surprised by the result, but no one yelled as loudly as Rubin did.

The player on the other side looked at Su Miao curiously, "How did you do it?"

"What?" Su Miao looked at him.

The man swallowed and said, "You seem to have missed your aim. Why do you get perfect marks for this? How did you do it?"

Su Miao tilted her head and asked him, "At a critical moment of life and death, will the enemy give you time to take aim?"

Inside the box.

Jin Yanyan was stunned. After a while, he stammered and asked Xie Chen, "Thank...Xie Chen, is your wife such a good marksman?"

Xie Chen hummed.

How could it be bad? It's all accumulated in many actual battles.

"My sister-in-law's marksmanship is so good, you should have told me earlier." Jin Yan was excited, "If I knew that my sister-in-law's marksmanship is so good, I wouldn't have to spend a high salary to hire someone else. Isn't it good to earn the money myself?"

"It's better now. I don't know whose parts my sister-in-law used. It's really an advantage to others."

"My money has been wasted."

Xie Chen lazily raised his eyes and did not answer his words.

The most important thing is for Miaomiao to have fun. As for how much his friends have lost, he doesn't care.