Ace Escapist

Mu Xinran fired all the remaining bullets, and only scored 45 points in total. She put down the revolver, shrugged and said: "You won, maybe our score is not as high as yours. You can let us know in advance and ask us to what does one person do."

Luo Yun didn't answer, but pressed the revolver again and put it on the table: "Go on, we won't know the result until the competition is over."

"Hey!" Lingyan's curiosity was suddenly aroused, and her arrogant attitude restrained a lot, "So you still have a competition, can you count me in, this time I will be more serious."

"Of course not..." Mu Xinran refused directly.

Lingyan narrowed her eyes and stared at Mu Xinran, that look seemed to reveal some kind of desire: "Very good, you rejected me again."

"Well, I'll just admit defeat and let Mo Weiyu try." Yaya was still eating her snacks and had no time for this competition.

Mo Weiyu hesitated for a moment, nodded, walked to the target table, held the cold revolver in her hand, took a deep breath, and before she could react, someone helped put on the earphones.

She looked sideways, her bright red lips were slightly raised, and the prickly scent of roses stimulated her sense of smell.

How much perfume did this man put on!

"Is my perfume pungent?" she asked.

This person is also perseverant enough, afraid of being hugged by this person, Mo Weiyu shook her head against her will: "It's okay, the scent of roses is quite suitable for you."

"Yo, the nose is very good, and I know it's a rose." Lingyan stretched out her hand and pinched her nose, "You're still pleasing, my sister is happy today, and you're free of charge today."

Still unable to avoid it, Mo Weiyu rubbed her nose, she was quite grateful for Lingyan's generosity, at least it made her owe Luo Yun less money.

"No need, I will pay for their expenses." Luo Yun reminded aloud.

"Don't be like this, anyway, we are going to be a family soon." Lingyan sighed deeply, "My brother's character is not bad, you don't have to be so cold, right? Why don't you try to get in touch with him?"

"talk later!"

Mo Weiyu pursed her lips, raised her hands and aimed with one eye, wondering if she could have another match if she tied with Luo Yun.

As long as she wins, Luo Yun can make up her mind to ignore this engagement; but, can she win, and why should she decide for Luo Yun!

Mo Weiyu's hands trembled slightly, staring at the target, until Lingyan suddenly held her hands as tightly as she had just done to Luo Yun, causing her attention to divert.

"You need to keep your eyes open. If you close one eye, your vision will become blurred. This is a revolver, not a sniper gun."

Lingyan adjusted her posture of holding the gun, pointed to the two dots on the revolver, "Look at the line in the middle with both eyes, three dots meet one line."

Lingyan got very close, wrapped her arms around her waist, lowered her head a little closer, her curly hair fell on her neck, feeling a little itchy, and the warm breath spraying from her ears caused discomfort and weirdness in her heart.

"Little friend, are you so nervous, are you afraid of playing with this gun, or is it because you heard about Luo Yun's upcoming engagement?"

Lingyan's lips were pressed very close, if it wasn't for the earphones covering her, she might have to kiss her ear.

After the words fell, Mo Weiyu pulled the trigger, and there was a loud noise like the crashing sound in a dream, which covered the messy heart at the moment, and also covered the embarrassment just now, wrapped in panic.

Lingyan glanced at the screen: "Missed!"

"I lost." Mo Weiyu's wrist drooped, "My marksmanship is too bad, I may have to practice for a long time."

"I think it's not that your marksmanship is bad, but that you are absent-minded." Lingyan held her wrist and raised the gun again, "Let my sister teach you by hand, and I guarantee that you will become a sharpshooter in a short time!"

Mo Weiyu felt that her wrist was slightly kneaded by her, inexplicably felt as if someone had eaten tofu, just as she was about to push her away, Luo Yun pulled Lingyan away, which made her heave a sigh of relief .

"You are no longer needed here, go back."

The bright red lips were pursed into a line, and her eyes were fixed: "You... broke my heart."

"Miss Ling, who has always been thick-skinned, I really didn't know that you would be sad." Luo Yun squinted her eyes, and there was a warning in her eyes.

Lingyan changed her sloppy look again when she heard the words, sat on the chair, crossed her legs, and stretched her calves without excess fat: "This is my territory, I won't leave, what can you do to me! "

"what ever."

Luo Yun turned behind Mo Weiyu, stretched out her long arms, held Mo Weiyu's wrist, and embraced her in her arms: "Don't be nervous, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Ok!"

In this way, Mo Weiyu is only more nervous, unlike the feeling of being hugged by Lingyan just now, this time her heart seems to have lost control of her own, and she no longer listens to her commands.

Mu Xinran lowered her eyes and walked to the target table.

Seeing that she seemed to be unable to hold the revolver, Luo Yun folded her slender fingertips with Mo Weiyu's hands and squeezed them into the trigger, as if her ten fingers intersected: "Take it easy, use a little force on your wrists." .”

At that moment, Mo Weiyu's heart was shocked. When the trigger was pulled and there was a sound, she seemed to lose her soul, and her mind followed Luo Yun's every move, becoming a bright light in the dark night to guide her. .

"It's okay, try again yourself."

Luo Yun glanced at the screen, barely wiped the red edge, and hit ten rings. She let go of her hand satisfied, and heard Mu Xinran next door bursting with ejaculation, as if she was venting something.

"En!" Mo Weiyu looked at her hesitantly.

"What's wrong?" Luo Yun received his gaze.

"nothing……"

Mo Weiyu raised his gun, aimed and shot, and only scored one to four rings a few times, which can be said to be an extremely low score. Even Yaya scored ten rings once.

If she is still inaccurate, when it is used in actual combat, she may accidentally injure her teammates.

Mo Weiyu lowered his eyes, obviously he was very athletic, but when it came to slow shooting, he was as stupid as a pig!

"Take a rest first." Luo Yun handed her a bottle of water, "Don't be impatient when practicing this."

"En..." Mo Weiyu took it, and sat by the chair watching the three of them practice shooting. There is no need to question Luo Yun's strength, and Mu Xinran is also constantly improving when the gun hits the red heart.

"Do you usually like to surf the Internet?" Sitting beside her, Lingyan supported her chin with one hand, looked at her with tender eyes, and suddenly asked.

"Not much online." She was puzzled.

"You don't read novels?"

"Of course I don't, I don't have time." Mo Weiyu frowned, twisted the water cover, and paused, "Why do you ask this?"

"Then do you usually go to nightclubs or something?"

"How could I go there!"

"No wonder, you don't seem to understand anything." Lingyan smiled sweetly and swayed with Erlang's legs, "The more you look at it, the more pleasing it is."

"Don't understand what? What do you mean?"

Mo Weiyu was a little angry. Although she was a good girl, it didn't mean she didn't understand anything.

"I praise you for being clean!" Lingyan leaned on the chair and stretched, looking at Luo Yun all the time, and said something inexplicably, "I hope you don't get enlightened for the rest of your life, it's good to live as simple as this. "

"How Wei Yu lives is none of your business." Mu Xinran also sat over, "Wei Yu, ignore her, you will practice shooting with me later."

"kindness……"

"Yo, the kid has quite a big opinion on me." Lingyan leaned over with a smile, "Do I disgust you so much?"

Mu Xinran was not disgusted, just looking at Lingyan's face, although it was heavily made up, the outline still clearly showed the appearance of a beauty, but this unrestrained personality really made her not like it: "Yes, I really dislike you."

Lingyan smiled deeply, and looked carefully, maybe the smile was too deep and seemed a little stiff: "Very good, you have a personality, but I like you more and more."

"That's not necessary."

Sitting between the two of them, Mo Weiyu suddenly felt that she was superfluous, she smiled awkwardly: "Well... I have almost rested, you two continue to chat, and I will go to practice for a while."

Mo Weiyu put down the water bottle and stood up, when suddenly he heard the phone ringing quickly.

She glanced sideways, and Luo Yun was answering the phone, causing her brows to knit together, and her eyes were as sharp as ice skates.

"Okay, I see, I'll go right away."

Mo Weiyu approached and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Someone at home was injured, I have to go back." Luo Yun put away her phone and carried her schoolbag, "You guys continue to practice."

"Do you need me to be with you?" Seeing her anxious, Mo Weiyu also became anxious in her heart, so she subconsciously asked.

Luo Yun's eyes flickered: "No, you practice hard, I'll go first."

Mo Weiyu's heart

Feeling a little lost, she looked at her back and watched her leave. When the door was closed, she walked to the target table sullenly.

"Wei Yu, let's go together." Seeing this, Mu Xinran walked over immediately, "It will be much better if you get used to it."

But Mo Weiyu could feel that she didn't feel much about hot weapons. Her hand holding the bullet stopped suddenly, and she turned around and asked Lingyan: "Don't you have bows and arrows here? Can you also practice?"

"En? Yes, yes." Lingyan reminded with a smile, "But a cold weapon is no better than a revolver. It doesn't take a few years to practice it."

"It's okay, I want to give it a try."

Lingyan stood up: "Okay, I'll take you there."

Several people followed Lingyan to a wider venue. There were various bows and arrows hanging on the wall beside them. The pulling force was written under the bows and arrows. The lowest was [-] pounds, which was more suitable for girls with weak strength, and the highest was [-] pounds. pound.

It is equivalent to lifting 55 catties of rice. Without strong arm strength and years of training, there is no way to use this kind of bow.

Lingyan took a [-]-pound bow and handed it to her: "Try this first, if you think it's okay, then slowly increase it."

"Okay..." She took it.

Lingyan approached with a smile again: "Do you need me to teach you? I am quite familiar with bows and arrows."

"No, I've learned a little before." Mo Weiyu touched the bow and arrow, dispelled the disappointment in her heart, and gradually became a little interested.

She tried to pull it, and it felt quite easy, so she hung it back on the wall. She tried 25 pounds, but it still felt light. She tried another [-] pounds, and finally took a [-]-pound bow and arrow.

"You use forty pounds all at once?" Lingyan sneered, "I advise you not to be too ambitious."

"Xiao Yu's physical fitness is very good, so you don't need to worry." Mu Xinran replied for her.

Mo Weiyu put on the bow and arrow, and she did it in one go. The momentum of drawing the bowstring made Lingyan slightly surprised. It was the first time she saw a student who had such great strength to draw the bowstring without shaking his hands.

When she let go of the string, the arrow feathers were menacing, like a ray of light shooting straight into the bull's-eye, piercing through the heart!