Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

The sun was shining just right, and the car drove towards the suburbs.

The scene outside the window changed several times, from the bustling city center to low-rise buildings, then to bungalows, and then completely deserted.

At this point, Tang Yisheng couldn't help but glanced at Nan Qiao aside. She raised her head, closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the car seat. The sun shone on the side of her face, casting shadows on her face. Her eyelashes drooped, casting a small blurry shadow.

I don't know if she fell asleep, but looking at her like that, she would be asleep soon even if she wasn't.

Tang Yisheng really couldn't understand Nan Qiao's easy-going style of acting without any sense of crisis.

Logically speaking, a woman who goes to a foreign country alone, or a place like this, should be very wary, but Nan Qiao is as comfortable as if she is at home.

She looks like this, either she is really stupid, or she has something to rely on.

But what is this reliance? money? But he, the mercenary hired with money?

Tang Yisheng narrowed his eyes and sneered. He wanted to laugh, but didn't say anything. He still has some principles and would not bully her. If it were someone else, it would have nothing to do with him.

"Mr. Tang, drive carefully. There should be no dirt on my face." Nan Qiao suddenly opened his eyes and met the gaze that Tang Yisheng was looking at.

Tang Yisheng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head back calmly: "I didn't sleep. It's a miracle."

"Mr. Tang didn't give me a chance to sleep either." As soon as he finished speaking, the car swayed again.

The suburban roads were not smooth enough and had many potholes. Tang Yisheng drove the car as if it was flying. It would be a miracle that she could fall asleep even if she bumped every step.

"Who's to blame?" Tang Yisheng snorted, "I only want speed, not stability. You should have realized this from the beginning."

You have to run fast to escape. Who cares about Bian Bian? It's her.

Nan Qiao tilted his head and touched his chin with his fingers: "So, Mr. Tang likes this kind of bouncing around?"

"I like it, how exciting it is." Tang Yisheng replied smoothly without thinking too much.

"Well, I see."

What did she know? Tang Yisheng was speechless.

The conversation ended here, and the car stopped at a place that looked like a factory.

"Get out of the car." Tang Yisheng dropped two words, opened the door and went down. His boots stepped on the unhardened ground, and in an instant, a low dust flew up, and then was blown away by the wind.

Nan Qiao also got out of the car and stood at the door with Tang Yisheng, looking at the shabby buildings in front of them.

"Is this a shooting range?" The voice was a little suspicious.

"Well, it looks a bit worn out, but the facilities are okay. It's completely enough for beginners." Of course, the key is that it's cheap and there are no restrictions.

You have to check your identity several times at the shooting range in the city, which is really troublesome.

"Are you saving your wife's book? It looks like this." Nan Qiao curled her lips and saw through Tang Yisheng's true thoughts at a glance.

"What do you want a wife for? Of course I am saving money for spending time and having sex in the future." Tang Yisheng looked disdainful.

Raising a woman is troublesome just thinking about it. Tang Yisheng hated trouble, so it was impossible for him to do that kind of thing.

"Okay then." Nan Qiao didn't say much.

Anyway, he won't have a "wife" in the future.

"Go in, stop talking nonsense here." Tang Yi greeted Nan Qiao and walked in.

Indeed, as Tang Yisheng said, although it looks shabby from the outside, it's actually okay inside. There aren't many people and the venue is fairly empty. After paying the money, the boss glanced briefly and let me go.

I brought a woman here, probably just to pick up girls, she is pretty.

Gun management here is actually not strict. There are basically all kinds of guns in the shooting range. Tang Yisheng picked a smaller pistol and handed it to Nan Qiao.

By the way, he threw her some goggles to save her from bullet casings hitting her face. He wouldn't be responsible if she cried.

Nan Qiao glanced at the goggles he threw over, and actually chose to put them on, pretending to be fake to the end.

Tang Yisheng stood next to Nan Qiao and spoke calmly.

"Eight-shaped palm, the tiger's mouth is attached to the upper edge of the fishtail of the handle, and the other fingers are tightly held. When not shooting, the index finger is attached to the slide, and do not buckle it, so as to avoid misfire..."

"In addition, don't stop breathing too early, or it will become distorted..."

"Don't hold your hands too high, or the bullet casing will fall into your face..." Tang Yisheng pressed Nan Qiao's hand and gave her a posture, "Lean your upper body forward a little, and use more even pressure from left to right..."

"Try shooting."

There was a sound of "Bang!", accompanied by the sound of the air being cut, and the bullet flew out.

Tang Yisheng raised his eyes and saw that, as expected, he missed the target, but it wasn't too far off.

"Come again."

Another shot, still missing the target.

Tang Yisheng looked at Nan Qiao, who was innocent: "The recoil is too great, my wrist will be crooked."

"This is already a gun-holding position suitable for people with weak wrist strength, and this gun -" Tang Yisheng held the gun with one hand, pulled the trigger, and hit the bullseye, "it's very gentle."

Finally, I came to the conclusion: "You need to practice more to cook."

"Mr. Tang, are you so impatient? This is only the second shot." Nan Qiao glanced at him, "I'm not a genius."

"OK, I shut up."

"You keep practicing."

Tang Yisheng shrugged and refused to let him know the food.

While the two were talking, a strong man walked up to them with a gun.

"Brother, if it doesn't work out, just hold her and shoot. Anyway, we are just here to have fun. Just make your woman happy." He looked at them for a while.

Then he looked at Nan Qiao and patted his strong chest: "Beauty, do you want me to teach you? My marksmanship is pretty good."

"No need, I've already invited him." Nan Qiao pointed to Tang Yisheng, "It's very expensive, so we can't lose it."

It turns out that this man was the one who was taken over, so there really was no chance. That man was pretty good-looking, and he couldn't compare to him.

The strong man shook his head and said regretfully: "Then you don't have a good temper either. Just looking at your face won't do it."

Say it, after glancing at Tang Yisheng, he turned around and left.

"Hmph..." Nan Qiao looked at Tang Yisheng, whose face had lost all expression after the strong man finished speaking, laughed out loud, and added more jealously:

"Look at Mr. Tang's face. It does look like he was raised by me."

Tang Yisheng glanced at Nan Qiao with disdain in his eyes: "Can you afford it?"

"What do you think?" Nan Qiao asked back.

"If I can afford it, I won't raise it for you." Tang Yisheng rolled his eyes, "Practice your spear."

"Is it possible that you really want me to hold you in my arms and shoot you?"

"Don't." Nan Qiao shook his head, "First of all, there's not much difference in height between the two of us. You can't hug me. Secondly, you can shoot yourself. If you add another person, that's not necessarily the case."

"Also, what if you come closer and stain my clothes? It's not worth it." Nan Qiao's eyes were slightly disgusted.

"Really?" Tang Yisheng was not willing to let others get his wish. He suddenly took a step forward and stuck himself behind Nan Qiao with a distance of about ten centimeters. He said jokingly: "Try?"

A low voice came from behind her ears. Nan Qiao tilted his neck, raised his head slightly and looked into Tang Yisheng's eyes. His eyes turned slightly and the corners of his lips were also raised: "It would be embarrassing if you can't hit him."

"Don't worry, Miss Employer, I won't give you this opportunity." Tang Yi chuckled, "Hold the gun."

Nan Qiao had no choice but to hold up the gun with both hands.

Tang Yisheng bowed slightly, moved a little closer, and used Nan Qiao's posture to support her arm.

After all, there was something wrong with the relationship. Tang Yisheng didn't completely get closer. There was always a distance between the two, but at this level, they could already transfer body heat to each other.

Breathing right next to your ears, you can also feel the heartbeat of another person.

Nan Qiao occupies a large space in front of him and will indeed be affected. Tang Yisheng cannot deny this.

However, it does not affect the accuracy.

Tang Yisheng quickly found a position and ordered Nan Qiao: "Shoot."

Nan Qiao clasped her fingers tightly and pressed down slightly, just at the moment she was about to press it.

"Mr. Tang——" Nan Qiao suddenly turned his head. He didn't move where he was, but his eyes suddenly changed. His beautiful eyes were deep and serene, like the sky on a summer night, blue and twinkling with stars.

Tang Yisheng was stunned and was attracted uncontrollably for a moment. His brain was distracted and his arms instinctively relaxed. Nan Qiao's hand rested on his palm and moved down, only less than a centimeter.

When he reacted, the bullet had already been discharged.

"Bang!" The sharp bullet passed the target with seven rings.

"What a pity, I didn't hit the target." Nan Qiao said "Yeah", expressing his regret.

Hey!

"That's not what Lai is doing." Tang Yi gritted his teeth and stared at Nan Qiao, "Beauty trap?"

"But I succeeded in cheating." Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows, smiling confidently.

"Stones don't play into traps."

"Mr. Tang, how do you explain it?"

"Do you want to blame me, an innocent beauty?"