An Mengxi nodded slightly. She was a martial arts practitioner and had strong arms. The only obstacle was actually her psychological fear.
After all, this was her first time shooting.
She took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.
"Sister Amin, shooting relies on feeling." Ye Qing glanced at Bai Hu.
In just a short moment, she fired eight more bullets. The soldiers came over with targets, and all of them hit the target.
"Just like when you throw a knife, wherever you look, the knife will fly!"
An Mengxi nodded and squatted slightly, but unexpectedly her plump and straight buttocks were pressed against Ye Qing...
"Master!"
"What's going on? Shoot!" Ye Qing was confused. You had already fired eight times just now. I don't think you are timid!
"Master." An Mengxi peeked at Bai Hu and saw that she was concentrating on loading bullets into the magazine. She felt relieved and said in a voice like a mosquito's whisper:
"Do you want to be a beast, or do you want to be worse than a beast?"
"Teng." Ye Qing's fiery heart suddenly shone brightly: "What do you mean?"
An Mengxi turned her head and glanced at Bai Hu. Ye Qing instantly understood that although Bai Hu spoke Chinese very well.
However, the Chinese language is broad and profound, and she would not be able to understand anything with a little bit of allusion.
"I can't stand still!" An Mengxi gritted his teeth and said, "So, I need to use my body to lean on."
Ye Qing suddenly remembered that An Mengxi almost collapsed to the ground when he slapped her last night.
An Mengxi couldn't help but shiver and whispered:
"Master, please, wait until the little girl pays homage to the Ye family's grandfather. Can I be no better than a beast?"
Ye Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Am I that hungry?"
An Mengxi wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. This young man was not only not thirsty, but also had a mental disorder. Under normal circumstances, he didn't care about women at all.
It's like a greedy wolf. He runs a bathing center and a nightclub, and there are many beauties. He wants a woman, and the beauties line up with hooked fingers to let him choose his concubine, but he has no interest in women.
It's not that he is a pervert, but that he is used to seeing women selling themselves for a little money, and he has developed a kind of mental isolation from women, which can be called spiritual mysophobia.
The same is true for this young man. In the Kyoto Palace Club, there are so many star models who are willing to do anything for a chance to get ahead.
It also made him feel a kind of resistance to women from the bottom of his heart.
And I am determined to be a caring and caring little maid.
It's easy to be considerate. You only need to analyze what the young master is thinking from his life background and methods of doing things.
It's like the hatred between Wen Yuanshan and Chen Juncai.
The reason why Chen Juncai and his daughter were abandoned by him was because they put hatred first.
And it's natural to think that the same is true for this young man.
And, using money as bait, he wanted to use him as a gun...
But he forgot his family origin.
First, he comes from a military family and has been taught to be patriotic since he was a child. He will never do anything that is harmful to the country.
Secondly, he comes from a wealthy family, and he must first consider whether it will cause harm to the family in everything he does.
Instead, he took revenge for his master, ranking third.
If what he needs to do for revenge conflicts with first and second, he will use first and second as the criterion.
The thing that connects the first, second, and third is called human feelings and sophistication.
Chen Juncai and his daughter were so sophisticated, but they forgot about human feelings.
I came to Rayleigh to repay Master for teaching me skills, not for you to take advantage of.
Therefore, those who try to take advantage of him will be humiliated by him in more despicable ways.
However, it is even more difficult to get close to her. He needs to break his mental mysophobia before he can truly accept it.
So, despite being shy, she maintained her shooting stance.
Bai Hu turned his head and glanced at them. Although he felt that their posture was a bit weird, he didn't take it to heart and said with a smile:
"It's not important to shoot at the target. What's important is that the purpose of your marksmanship practice is to shoot and kill people with one shot.
Therefore, the best way is to treat the target as your enemy and shoot holes all over his body with bullets. "
Ye Qing gave her a disdainful look: "This is the truth, it's easier said than done.
Mengxi has been taught since childhood to be kind to others. Moreover, the business philosophy of silkworm farmers is also the same.
The most important thing is that she has no enemies at all. Who do you want her to target? "
"Chinese women are so happy!" Bai Hu glanced at the two of them bitterly, loaded the magazine with a click, and fired eight times in a row.
An Mengxi curled her lips in disdain and shrank her body into Ye Qing's arms: "Master, think of a way. It won't be a problem if this continues."
Ye Qing smiled evilly and said: "There is only one way now!"
"What's the solution!"
Ye Qing said solemnly: "You are also a martial arts practitioner. When the Qi is moving, you should have no distractions and no distracting thoughts, and concentrate on aiming at the target..."
An Mengxi twisted her waist...Do I really mean this?
Ye Qing took a breath of cold air: "Sister Mengxi, you are a bad student!"
An Mengxi gathered up her courage: "If a man isn't bad, a woman won't love her, but if a woman isn't bad, a man won't love her either. Look, Sister Amin is so bad, but you love her to the core."
"Just practice shooting!" Ye Qing let go of her hand, held her slender waist, and forced her to stand firm.
Then he turned around and pulled the white fox away...
The white fox was confused: "What are you doing to me?"
"You fired eight bullets in a row, and you have already fired three magazines. There are not enough bullets for you to waste." Ye Qing reprimanded seriously: "Go back now..."
Bai Hu glanced down at him, covered his mouth and chuckled: "Should..."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a Range Rover drove a group of people straight to Muse City, with Wang Jian driving the car.
When we were approaching Muse, we suddenly turned into a dense forest. Through the dense forest, there was a branch road that could barely pass the car.
The white fox, who put on a military uniform and looked heroic, looked at Wang Jian doubtfully: "You seem to be more familiar with the roads here than me."
