Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

Back then, even if Qu Li dared to confess in public, standing in front of the man was so scared to salute and shout'sir.' Privately, the prickly soldiers didn't dare to call the word'Feng Yan'. Now he is here. The small shooting range, although everyone is dressed casually, can meet such a face and strong aura. The words of a girl is really courageous and admirable.

And the tall figure who just returned from answering the phone heard that there was a pause in his footsteps. This action made the hearts of the few sharp-eyed people present at the same time. .

In the tragic imagination of everyone's brain-filling girl being shattered, Qu Li raised her eyebrows and showed a confident look, as if she was announcing to the world that only the man she knew best in front of her, she watched him walk with pride. In front of the girl's eyes, she lifted her arm, took the gun from her hand, and said in a deep voice, "The Desert Eagle has too strong recoil and is not suitable for you."

  After finishing speaking, the other big palm took out from the pocket, handed a pocket-style past, and went to the side to demonstrate the routine operation of loading bullets.

  All the way down, look at the people who are ready to accept the thunder crit.

   just passed by? Did the cold-faced Yama, who had performed a 10-kilometer cross-country run on a single recruit who missed the target, let go of the girl like this? The excuse that it is inappropriate is from the harsh to almost abnormal Feng Shao's mouth?

  Everyone looked at each other, all seeing a trace of confusion in each other's eyes after being overwhelmed.

  And Qu Li, who had just said that she believed that Major General would not release the water, also froze completely.

She stared blankly at the always harsh man explaining the performance of each gun patiently, watching the always indifferent man lowering his head, softly giving guidance, and watching the man who never had any physical contact with anyone. He embraced him and practiced hands-on teaching, and suddenly smelled a very dangerous smell on the two overlapping figures.

  The moment Qin Qing was circled into the man’s arms was also full of surprise, and she subconsciously hid to the side with resistance, surrounded by copper walls and iron walls in all directions, and the familiar aura was pressed down, which immediately increased the pressure.

  "Don't be distracted." Easily catching her emotional changes, Feng Yan reminded her, her low magnetic voice leaned against her ears, and she rubbed her cheeks with warm breath, just like an ear-to-eye rubbing between lovers.

Qin Qing, who has never had any love experience, stiffened her arm, half of her body was numb, and her ears and cheeks were all blushed. For fear of being noticed, she lowered her head slightly and whispered: "I remember the point. ."

  So you can let me go, stay away from me and stand aside.

It's a pity that this kind of reserved and restrained dialogue is purely playing the piano on Major General Feng's side. He will only make adjustments based on all the adjustments he has observed. When the girl lowered her head, he mistakenly thought that she was afraid, so he rigorously ordered, "Raise your head, aim. Forward, shoot."

boom.

  The second bullet was completed by the whole, the army's first sharpshooter hand-to-hand guide to complete, not to mention the ten rings, at least within eight or nine.

   But when the target was adjusted closer, it turned out to be only the score of the fifth ring.

  Everyone can't help but sigh, feeling that when the master teacher really does not have a good disciple, some vases are destined to be unable to support the wall.

   "You are too nervous." Feng Yan stared at the target, still expressionless, but apparently also dissatisfied with the result, so he raised the small hand holding his palm, "Come again."

   "You... let me go first." Qin Qing couldn't bear it and began to struggle, feeling that if she continues, she will get more embarrassment later.

  "Don't move." Feng Yan remained motionless like a root of wood. Xu Xu held her hand without letting go, as if he was afraid of her giving up.

"Let go." Qin Qing felt her head aching again. In the restraint of a lady, she never said clearly, but past experience told her that the man behind her was a type of black walking, so she was silent for three seconds. , She gritted her teeth and said frankly: "You hold me, I can't concentrate."

  The people present said that it’s not close, and that it’s not far. Anyway, this sentence is heard by everyone.

   "Puff..." Fang Kong was the first to burst out laughing, and then everyone else turned their heads and started to shrug their shoulders. Had it not been for the majesty of the cold-faced Hades, he would have rolled around.

After Qin Qing said that her face was burning with fire, and she didn't know what the material of Feng Yan's face was. He was still cold and expressionless in this picture, but this time he finally let go and let him go. Girls play freely.

In the cheerful atmosphere, Qu Li, who was standing alone, was so angry that smoke above her head, her face was gloomy and suddenly let out a hard sneer. Use nervousness as an excuse. Your hands are good for you, so you should be fine at home with bubble tea and arranging flowers."

   is talking about enjoyment, but everyone can hear it. This is a roundabout irony that the girl is a vase, which is not useful.

Feng Yan's eyebrows on the side were cold, and his gaze was about to swept over. He suddenly heard Qin Qing's response, gently holding a smile and calmly, "That's right, I learned these meticulous things when I was ten years old. Things are a bit more difficult than fighting and killing. If you **** Miss Qu's bowl of rice, you will be bullied too much."

  She folded her hands in front of her, and she couldn't hide her dignified and elegant temperament even in casual clothes. There is nothing shameful about these things that she has learned from tea flower arrangement for more than ten years.

On the contrary, Qu Li, who was watching people with colored glasses, was counter-attacked and speechless. She squeezed her fists tight and loose, loose and tight. In the end, she was so angry that she couldn't help but screamed, "Don't think the gun is so good. Practicing, the team that I entered at the age of seventeen can only aim for the ten ring in three years. How can you understand the hardship and sweat of the team, huh, if you find it so easy, then you can make a ten ring. Try it?"

  The so-called hit is not just a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, but a high probability event that has to be 100% close to the target. It is absolutely impossible to complete without long-term rigorous training.

  However, "Yes, if I hit, please leave here immediately." Qin Qingyun nodded calmly and responded, and made a counterattack.

"Okay, it's settled." Qu Li didn't hesitate. She had never considered the possibility of losing in her heart. The imaginary eldest lady can't match even the slightest fur of Feng Yue.

  In order to be fair, Qu Li finally stood on the shooting platform, intending to let the other party know what a real skill is.