Raiders' weak school grass is the big devil

The curtains of the VIP room on the fourth floor were closed, and Chen Xiaotong rubbed the center of his brows: "Ah Yuan, how about we go to the shooting range first, I haven't competed with you for a long time."

In the room, as if Chi Yan's deep and dark gaze made him nowhere to go, Chen Xiaotong turned his head away and spat from the bottom of his heart.

These six-meridian swords are really everywhere.

"Then let's go." Chi Zhen went downstairs first.

Not long after he changed his equipment and came to the shooting gallery on the first floor to shoot a few rounds, there was noise from the room next door, and Chen Xiaotong knew that the Liumai Sword was not only everywhere, but also a lingering ghost.

"Who said I'm going to have a fair competition with you to decide the right to use this room! If you want to stay, ask my gun first if you agree!"

Bang, Chen Xiaotong changed color slightly when he heard a gunshot.

It is taboo to hold a gun at people in the shooting range.

Zuo Fei complacently maintained the posture of raising his gun and shooting people, especially when he saw the stunned appearance of his brothers.

The bullet left a crater on the concrete floor at the feet of Xin Qi and Long Qianyang, which seemed to be still steaming.

This shooting gallery uses real bullets.

They must have been intimidated by him.

No one is not afraid of the power of hot weapons, even if Long Qianyang's big man has abnormal force value.

"No more verbosity, the next bullet will be aimed at you."

He spoke harshly in a very good mood, and in the next second, the back of his head touched a black hole: "Try to touch him."

A drop of cold sweat trickled down from Zuo Fei's forehead.

It was only after he stiffened that he realized that Long Qianyang and the others, who were mixed with the dumbfounded expressions of his brothers, were not looking in fear.

It was the same expression as watching a pay show.

The gentle boy who had been persuading the fight from the beginning to the end watched him shoot without blinking an eye, still looking so calm and calm.

When he saw the person behind him who was holding the gun, he blinked and stepped forward: "If you have something to say, talk about it, so you don't have to do it... Use the gun."

It can be regarded as understanding the reason for the nationwide ban on guns. It is too dangerous to draw a gun if there is a disagreement.

Long Qianyang and the others, who had experienced many battles, didn't feel that they were in danger at all: "Oh, but now he is in a posture of never dying."

Hai Wanwan answered: "That's right."

Qiu Shaohong even yawned out of boredom, as if he stayed up all night cultivating immortality.

Only He Manzi looked like an ordinary person, trembling with fright.

Xin Qi looked helplessly at the only two people present who fired their guns: "Yizhi..."

Zuo Fei has nothing to do with him, only Chi Zhen, I hope he can listen to his words and put down the gun.

They looked at each other as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Chi Zhen rolled her eyes lightly, and withdrew her hand.

The sound of pulling the safety off made Zuo Fei's legs almost go limp.

"You... are fine!" He said darkly, "In the ring half a month later, don't make this kid feel good."

Xin Qi had no choice but to stand in front of He Manzi.

He Manzi definitely didn't want to face the former bullying party directly, and Long Qianyang had just decided his choice by himself.

"Get out, get out." Hai Wanwan looked more like a bad youth than Zuo Fei and the others, exaggeratedly booing them away, while leaning in front of Chi Zhen: "Little Chi Zhen, you were so majestic just now."

Xin Qi pursed his lips and peeked at Chi Zhen, he also wanted to say the same thing.

When Chi Zhen glanced over, he hurriedly looked away again.

Hai Wanwan narrowed his eyes narrowly: "One more thing, classmate Chen Tongtong, we want to borrow Xiao Chizhen from you for a few days, okay?"

"It's Chen Xiao...no." Chen Xiaotong changed his words in time, and looked at Chi Zhen, "It's not me who can decide where Ah Yuan will go."

Chi Zhen looked at him with raised eyelids, Chen Xiaotong was puzzled.

Hai Wanwan clicked his tongue: "Don't you understand, Chen Tongtong, Zuo Fei just left and you are the villain now, hurry up, hurry up, don't be a mother-in-law, just now we used a shooting competition to decide with Zuo Fei After losing the right to use this room, the bet now is Xiao Chizhen's right to use the next few days, if we win, you can't stop him from being with us, Xin Zai."

Chen Xiaotong was shocked by her brazenness, and then laughed angrily: "What if you lose."

"Then you can't borrow it, the answer is not very obvious." Hai Wanwan spread his hands, turned his head and pulled Long Qianyang and Qiu Shaohong: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's time to decide whether we will continue to eat potatoes in the next few days or not. Take out all the skills you just used to fly Zuo Fei."

"Small idea." Qiu Shaohong blew away the non-existent gunpowder smoke from the muzzle of the gun. He is not as physically strong as other people, and he is very slick with this kind of firearm. The competition with Zuo Fei and his group just now depended on him to turn the tide.

"Kill it like nothing." Long Qianyang patted He Manzi on the shoulder.

Xin Qi and He Manzi had the same dumbfounding expressions: "How can you bet on Yizhi?"

"Are you stupid, are you stupid, my Xin Zai?" Hai Wanwan glared at him, "Anyway, Chen Tongtong can't decide on Xiao Chizhen's choice. If we win, he won't hinder you, and if we lose, there is no loss."

It makes sense.

Chen Xiaotong raised his eyebrows: "Since there is a competition, we must determine a good candidate."

Haiwanwanlong Qianyang Qiu Shaohong: "Knock." Not good.

"How about it, Qilinzi, let me see if your ability with a gun is as good as your swordsmanship, since they are here for you."

Xin Qi: "Ah, I've never fired a gun before."

Hai Wanwan scratched his head and made a mistake!

Xin Qi wants to be so honest!

"I'll teach you." The corners of Chi Zhen's lips seemed to smile.

Xin Qi was flattered: "Is it possible?"

Chi Yan looked at Chen Xiaotong: "It's okay for me to decide who to help with this bet, or is someone afraid of a novice I taught?"

The corners of Chen Xiaotong's mouth twitched: "No problem."

Turning around, he slapped the shooting gun on the stage.

What's more!

Xin Qi put on gloves and goggles, and straightened his arms as Chi Yan said: "Aim and concentrate."

Xin Qi couldn't concentrate, Hai Wanwan and the others went to make trouble for Chen Xiaotong, and soon there was only one left to teach him, Chi Zhen.

Chi Zhen seemed to be dissatisfied with verbal guidance, and began to teach personally.

With her warm body sticking to his back, Chi Yan circled her hands and held his wrist, as if hugging him from behind, tightly.

"Are... are you okay?" After a few days of not seeing each other, Chi Zhen seemed to have lost weight again, and his face became paler.

The person behind him paused for a moment, and his hands clapped his hands, and they continued to support his waist, only to hear another voice: "Concentrate."

Xin Qi pursed her lips: "I will work hard."

For the sake of getting along with each other in the next few days, Wanwan and the others have already done this for him, so there's no reason for him not to fight for it himself.

If Chen Xiaotong doesn't let him take care of Chi Zhen's affairs, then he will become Chi Zhen's own person!

There were several gunshots in succession, Chen Xiaotong hit ten targets and ten rings perfectly, only hit nine rings with a trembling hand in the last target.

Chi Zhen glanced, and said indifferently to Xin Qi beside him: "Don't be afraid, just do as I taught you just now."

"Okay." Xin Qi nodded, when he looked over from Chi Zhen's angle, the corners of his lips were full of stubbornness, against the harmless appearance like a crown jade, it was indescribably moving.

How could someone be so pure and flawless.

Chi Zhen looked at the dark corner of the shooting gallery, even if everyone couldn't be trusted, this person would not let him down.

"Ten rings!" Hai Wanwan jumped up and cheered, "Chen Tongtong, you are doomed!"

Chen Xiaotong's gun slammed onto the stage again.

Xin Qi has the last target left, if he misses the tenth ring, he must lose.

But with this person's unfathomable luck... Tsk, Chen Xiaotong pinched the center of his brows, being infected by Hai Wanwan, he would believe such words anytime.

"The last shot, the last shot, Xin Qi let him lose! It's a crushing loss!"

Xin Qi's eyes were tightly aimed at the crosshair, and suddenly, he missed the target!

"Demons!" Long Qianyang quickly mentioned He Manzi.Throw a fireball with one hand.

The boy who was shot in the leg by Xin Qi's last shot rolled over in the flames, wailing: "Help, spare me, Mr. Brave, I dare not!"

The hat on his head was burned off, revealing the horns on his forehead and the fine red lines extending across his face.

Xin Qi recognized him as the Huo Mei whom he pursued that night, a race of violent and arsonists among the otherworldly demons.

But no matter how powerful it is, it can't compare to Long Qianyang's flame that can burn everything, and it's unfortunate that he hit the tiger's mouth.

"Hey, can you make him quiet, it's so noisy." Chen Xiaotong immediately rushed to Chi Zhen's side.

Xin Qi was a step too late for firing that shot, and as soon as he came over, the boys on the ground looked at him like a savior and begged for mercy.

Xin Qi silently turned his face away.

Chi Zhen looked at him for a moment, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The man howled angrily: "Aren't you a benevolent Qilinzi of the saint! I don't have any intention of harming you, but I just happened to come here to play with someone!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere was not right.

Qiu Shaohong hastily used a term to make him shut up.

Xin Qi turned his head and said seriously, "You... are all liars." He said this sentence softly, stepped aside, and handed it over to Qiu Shaohong.

If this person is sincere and kind, how could they not tolerate him, but his idea just now was to sneak attack Chi Zhen!

Xin Qi was also confused, is it true that the demons are all evil? He only hates these demons for not being able to live up to their expectations and always consuming their kindness.

After three years in another world, how could they not recognize their true faces.

"Okay, a small episode, I called and asked the Different Control Bureau to take it back to deal with, let's continue." Qiu Shaohong greeted, Hai Wanwan echoed.

Chen Xiaotong raised the corner of his mouth: "No, you won, Qilinzi."

"Is it so difficult to admit that you will lose?" Hai Wanwan laughed at him.

Chen Xiaotong showed no expression, Xin Qi followed his line of sight to look over, Chi Zhen... Chi Zhen didn't look happy at all.

Isn't he in the same mood as him? Xin Qi felt anxious for a moment.

"The gods and the demons are mortal enemies, and the brave are the natural enemies of the demons."

Chi Zhen remembered what Chen Xiaotong said meaningfully when he introduced the other world to him.

He looked over and saw that the person who was grabbed and thanked by the senior police officer of the Alien Control Bureau was as gentle as jade, with a compassionate heart, a righteous and brave man who was admired by the stars, and a person who really lived in the sun.

"Let's go, Ah Yuan." Chen Xiaotong beside him said, "If you get too close to the darkness of the sun, you will be burned."

"Wait," Hai Wanwan ran over to stop him, "We won the competition, and the right to belong to Xiao Chizhen belongs to us, Xin Qi!"

Xin Qi turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Chi Zhen expectantly.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry that I haven't updated it for a long time because of my mental breakdown these two days, ah, in fact, no one found out, but I still have to explain.

In the past two days, I couldn’t write a single word, and my friends advised me to cut down the outline and finish it as soon as possible, so as not to make myself miserable all the time. Anyway, few people read my article, so it doesn’t matter if I get stuck, it’s so heartbreaking.

What little conscience I have left stops me (=_=)

Sorry Smith Marseilles!

Only when you become an author can you experience this kind of pain firsthand. Obviously you want to write well, but watching the comments in the collection and comments go down without rising, it is really shocking. The identity of the author is sensitive and fragile. I write After a few articles, I still deeply feel that I am a piece of trash who can't figure out the tricks of online articles. This will hit people even more, and it will still hit you all the time...

Of course, this is also a test for the little angels who follow the serialized articles, and accidentally stepped into a pit.

It's just that comparing the two, the pain of the former will be even worse... right?

Sorry for spit some bitter water (>﹏<)