After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

The word "steady" came out of Liu Jinzhong's mouth, which was already a high evaluation.

Jiang Fuyue continued to look down.

Ten rounds of bullets, this person grabbed the hearts time and time again, forcing the other party to sweat profusely and his hands began to tremble.

at last--

"Old Yao, you lost."

"Yan Zhixing, have you changed from a mouse?" This is too good at "pulling holes", grass...

"I'm willing to admit defeat, everyone in our dormitory will entrust you with their underwear this month."

Lao Yao's face darkened.

Suddenly the audience burst into laughter.

"Huh? Uncle Liu is here—" Someone with sharp eyes spotted Liu Jinzhong.

A group of people Wu Yangyang came forward to say hello.

"Uncle Liu is early."

"Do you want to personally supervise our training today?"

"..."

Talking about it, it can be seen that he has a good relationship with Liu Jinzhong.

Of course, some people noticed that Jiang Fuyue's denim jacket and tights were neat and neat, and a peaked cap covered half of her face, which was full of mystery.

However, these are not the most important, the most important thing is the position of her and Liu Jinzhong. It is natural to take a step forward, while Uncle Liu voluntarily falls behind by half an inch.

This is pretty subtle.

Everyone can't help but guess her identity.

But Liu Jinzhong did not intend to tell.

At this time, the statistical results came out, and Yan Zhixing made ten rounds and crushed Lao Yao with an absolute advantage.

"Okay, I admit defeat, isn't it just a month or something? I'll take it all!"

"Brother Yao is mighty!"

"This time, I really did not hesitate to spend my money."

Yan Zhixing raised his eyebrows.

It is said that a man is a teenager until he dies, not to mention that he was a teenager and was full of high spirits.

Suddenly, "I'll play with you."

Suddenly, all eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue.

Yan Zhixing also looked at her squarely.

a woman?

Or a thin woman with slender limbs who wants to "play" with him?

Uh!

If it wasn't for such an occasion, he would have almost lost his mind.

"you?"

Jiang Fuyue stepped forward: "Why, don't you dare?"

Yan Zhixing sneered twice: "Me? Dare not?" Immediately, his smile faded, "What kind of international joke?"

Five minutes later, in front of the two shooting platforms side by side, two figures stood upright.

The man is tall and long, with broad shoulders, strong waist and narrow hips, and his eyes are like torches at this moment.

The woman's limbs were slender, her waist was too small to hold, and she stood in front of the stage at will, arrogant.

Yan Zhixing handed her the transparent mask.

Jiang Fuyue waved her hand: "I don't need it, thank you."

"Are you sure?" The recoil of this guy in his hand is not generally strong.

"let's start."

Yan Zhixing shrugged and retracted the mask, this woman is very proud?

It doesn't matter, let her know how awesome it is in a while!

"Shooting at the same time, or one after the other?"

The way of shooting at the same time is like the one he played with Lao Yao just now.

If it is divided into successive ones, it is still the same target, but there are certain risks in it.

If the person who got up first hits the target with ten rounds, it is likely to hit the bullseye directly.

The latter person "has no intention to fight" and can only admit defeat.

Yan Zhixing thought that the other party would choose to shoot together, but unexpectedly she chose first.

So here comes the question-

"Who comes first?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Everything is fine."

The man laughed. This woman is not only arrogant, but also has a problem with her brain. After watching the match between him and Lao Yao, she dared to say such a thing?

still ok...

have to! Then he doesn't have to be polite: "I'll go first, don't say I bullied you for a while."

Jiang Fuyue backed away with a smile and gave him the entire shooting platform: "Please."

Yan Zhixing quickly assembled it, then raised his hand, aimed, and fired ten rounds in a row without any pauses in between.

Jiang Fuyue stood beside him, seeing his every step clearly, and could not help but admire.

In the last shot, the bull's eye was already charred black, and there was actually white smoke coming out, and a big hole was burned, leaving only a red edge line.

"I rely on - Brother Yan is amazing!"

"Ten hits directly waste the target."

"It seems that Lao Yao is not wronged to lose."

"No... This bull's-eye has been hit in the air, what's more? It's a win!"

"Uh! Are we bullying people a little bit? A little girl Jiaodidi..."

"Brother, turn out without elbows, don't forget that we are all from Brother Yan!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Is the beauty going to cry?"

"Uh! I can't see it, the brim is blocking it."

"Hey, how did she get up there? Really? Beat the air?"

I saw Jiang Fuyue walking to the front of the stage, directly opposite the target that had been pierced by ten bullets.

Yan Zhixing wiped his hands, and shrugged slightly provocatively: "Oh! I'm really sorry, I'm a bit ruthless."

Jiang Fuyue's tone was calm: "It's okay."

Yan Zhixing: "?"

Where is Mrs Ao from? Don't cry without seeing the coffin?

"Okay, then please." He raised his hand.

Jiang Fuyue was not polite, she went straight to the front of the stage and lowered her head to assemble.

Her speed is very fast, and she has a sense of beauty at the same time. She saw that the snow-white slender fingers brushed the barrel of the gun, and then to the magazine. The moment she finished, her hand was clenched and lifted.

I saw her slightly sideways, but there was no movement to aim, bang bang bang——

Ring ten!

"No... she really hit? The bull's-eye is gone."

"Could it be compared to a posture? As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose!"

As soon as these words were finished, the sound started.

"Damn it! It really hit me!"

"What's the situation? Did you see clearly?"

"It's so fast, it feels faster than Brother Yan!"

"real or fake?"

"Why didn't I see what she was aiming for?"

"You're not alone, and I didn't see it either."

"Fighting?"

"Hard to say!"

"Wait for the chute to deliver the target, and you'll see the results."

"..."

Jiang Fuyue finished, turned around and stepped down.

The chute just started to run, sending the target from far to near to everyone's eyes, "How is it? What is the result?"

Suddenly, a burst of gasping sounded.

"Hey! Can it still be like this?"

"I know, I know..."

"This is the real master!"

Yan Zhixing stood a little far away and couldn't see the target for the first time. Hearing the discussions around him, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. He pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward. The next second, his eyes suddenly widened——

The opponent's ten rounds just hit the red edge line where the bull's-eye has few remaining points. One more point misses, and one less point misses, but it's just right damn it!

This……

He turned back suddenly and looked at Jiang Fuyue with both scrutiny and fear in his eyes.

In response, Jiang Fuyue only hooked her lips in response.

Yan Zhixing's complexion changed slightly.

He went to see Liu Jinzhong again, and wanted to ask what was going on with this man.

But the latter half closed his eyelids and didn't give any response.

At this point, everyone has been talking about...

"She didn't use a mask?"

"Yes, directly, with only earplugs on."

"This recoil is absolutely controllable."

"I almost suspected that the little arm was going to be broken, and the flesh was blurred. In the end, there was no shit, and it was as stable as Mount Tai."

"By the way, what's the background of this girl? A newly hired coach?"

There are also female coaches in Camp A. Not only are they beautiful, they are in good shape, but they are also very capable.

"I don't know, I have to ask Uncle Liu."

"Who are you to ask?"

"Why push me? I'm going to go to you, and I won't start!"

Everyone started to speculate about Jiang Fuyue's identity.

Until she and Liu Jinzhong left, there was no definite answer.

"Just, gone like this?"

"Honey, I can't understand it now... what's the situation?"

"Hehe..." Lao Yao leaned forward and held Yan Zhixing's shoulders, "Brother, look at this I lose once, you lose once, or you can save...

Yan Zhixing turned his head to look at him, but he didn't smile: "Thinking beautifully is two different things."

"Hey! You also lost, why don't you see a punishment?"

"If you didn't talk about it in advance, then there was no punishment."

"Huh? Not like you..."

"Okay, let's go, it's almost time, it's time to go back to the training ground."

The crowd dispersed.

Originally thought this was a small episode, but no one took it to heart.

But after the noon training was over—

"Yan Zhixing! Come out, Uncle Liu will look for it!"

"Okay." Yan Zhixing took off his sweaty vest and took a clean one to put on.

After leaving the dormitory, a battery car specially designed to pick up people was parked at the door.

Lao Yao was already sitting in the car, waving at him.

Yan Zhixing sat firmly, the car slowly crossed the lawn and drove towards a small white building.

Lao Yao: "Uncle Liu is looking for it?"

Yan Zhixing nodded: "Well. How about you?"

"Me too! What the hell are you talking about suddenly looking for us? You won't be punished for being at the shooting range in the morning, will you?"

"do not know."

Soon, the car stopped.

The two came down, entered the building, and pushed open the door of one of the rooms.

"Uncle Liu—"

The two walked in with their eyes down and shouted respectfully.

"Well. I'm looking for you today mainly because..."

As Liu Jinzhong spoke, while they listened, they couldn't help but raise their eyes and looked behind the desk.

Suddenly his eyes narrowed.

I saw that sitting on the office chair was not Liu Jinzhong, but a young girl.

And Liu Jinzhong could only stand behind her with respectful eyebrows, just like the two of them.

One update, three thousand words.

It's not necessarily very accurate, but it's not too bad~