"Ding dong! Welcome!"
A pleasant welcome sounded in the convenience store.
A store manager and two clerks looked at Ah Qing as he entered the store.
The last time these three people had such expressions was the last time.
It was a Cosprey fox girl.
To this day, the three of them can't forget that white, furry fox tail that sways on its own for some unknown reason.
This time, with her long hair tied up with a wooden hairpin and the guqin carried behind her back, this girl from the Taoist priest Kosprei has a unique charm.
Store manager Fangyuan was the first to react and waved in front of the two clerks, "It's time to go to work!"
"Don't be distracted!"
The two clerks hurriedly went about their respective tasks.
Ah Qing seemed to be used to this kind of thing. She went to get a bottle of room-temperature tea and drink, paid the bill and sat by the window.
While drinking slowly, I stared at the Lingwa shop across the road.
After drinking half of the drink, she was about to leave when she suddenly saw many notes left by customers on the lower edge of the window.
After a moment's hesitation, the Taoist nun took the pen and paper next to her, her words were flying, her handwriting was beautiful, and a few sentences were quickly formed.
Putting the signed note on the corner of the window, the Taoist nun took her things and left briskly.
As soon as she left, three people from the convenience store approached her.
The note read: "When I was ten years old, my master asked me what my dream was."
"I said, I wish there would be peace in the world and peace in the world."
"Master asked me to learn to cook."
"He said that as long as people have food to eat, the world will be peaceful."
"It's been twelve years now, and my master has been away from me for twelve years. Today, someone finally ate the food I cooked, hehe!"
Looking at the content on the note, the three of them took a deep breath.
Xiaobei: "This little Taoist priest is very involved in the drama, isn't she?"
"But there is a sour smell of love between the lines..."
Xiaonan: "This is probably the shopkeeper's partner? I think she and the shopkeeper are quite a match."
The store manager Fangyuan shook his head and said: "Impossible, this can't be the target of a small store owner."
The two clerks turned to look over.
Fang Yuan motioned the two of them to look at the opposite side and said, "A woman will only affect the speed of the shopkeeper pulling the trigger."
The two clerks turned to look across the pedestrian street and saw a group of people wearing SWAT uniforms standing outside the Lingwa store.
A woman wearing a leather jacket, walking with a wind, and a heroic appearance walked into the Lingwa store carrying a heavy sniper rifle covered in pitch black.
The expressions of the three people all changed, and they looked at Lingwa's shop with admiration in their eyes.
Xiaonan: "It's the small shopkeeper who has the big game!"
Fangyuan: "How about he be my idol? Nonsense!"
Xiaobei: "Store manager, tell me, when the shopkeeper holds the sniper rifle, where will he shoot?"
Listening to Xiaobei's words, the other two people suddenly felt a cold air rising from their backs. They looked towards the Lingwa shop opposite and found that the heavy sniper rifle had been placed on their table by Yang Ning. direction......
Isn't it the convenience store opposite?
The shopkeeper's gun is set up!
"What the hell?!"
The trio in the convenience store said in unison. Next, the three of them stood there without daring to move.
In Lingwa's shop.
Yang Ning observed the sniper rifle sent by Tang Ming. Next to him, Wang Hao, a sniper from the Special Operations Group of the Special Administration Bureau, was sweating and patiently explaining to Yang Ning.
Wang Hao had previously participated in the Special Administration Bureau's beheading operation against the academy, and he was the one who had personally witnessed what Yang Ning did on Wensheng Mountain.
So even though he had a strong psychological quality as a sniper, Wang Hao's pounding heartbeat still made Yang Ning think that some kid was banging on the table.
"This is an anti-materiel sniper rifle with a maximum accuracy range of three kilometers..."
As Wang Hao spoke, he looked at the crow feather robe hanging on the wall behind Yang Ning.
The Special Operations sniper from the Special Administration Bureau shivered a little. He clearly remembered that it was a piece of fairy clothing.
Now, it is actually being hung out for display like a trophy...
On the spot, Wang Hao's voice had a little vibrato when he spoke.
Following his simple explanation, Yang Ning took the magazine and pushed it into the gun chamber with a click.
When he clicked, the hearts of Wang Hao and Tang Ming present jumped.
Of course, Yang Ning just tried it casually and did not actually pull the trigger.
He looked at the bullets that Tang Ming brought over and said, "Please give me more bullets, thank you, this is not enough."
Tang Ming said with some embarrassment: "Of course, of course there is no problem, but where are you going to shoot? This thing is a bit penetrating. How about we prepare a special shooting venue for you?"
Wang Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said: "Yes, yes! The shooting range of the Special Administration Bureau is so fun! You can play Frisbees, moving targets, and even prey specially used for sniper training!"
Yang Ning glanced at the two of them, yawned, and said, "Please go back, please. I'll send you a few more boxes of bullets. Come and pick up the gun tomorrow morning."
"Well, also, remember to pick up the great poet at the airport tomorrow morning."
Tang Ming was stunned, "Are you going to rescue Li Bai tonight? Do you have enough time?"
Yang Ning did not answer her question. Instead, she smiled and asked, "Where is the person who made the video?"
Tang Ming: "We'll be here soon! The professional team from Zhongzhou TV Station!"
After a while, a man in his forties came to the Lingwa store with a group of filming team members carrying cameras, tripods, lighting props and various other things.
The man sat down across from Yang Ning's desk and said, "Hello, my name is Qian Cheng. I have been notified by the station to come over and cooperate with you on a shooting mission. I will check with you first. What kind of film do you want to shoot?"
Yang Ning said with some embarrassment: "Actually, asking professional people like you to come here is a bit overkill. I just want to shoot a personal monologue, a very simple one."
As he spoke, he handed Qian Cheng a speech that he had dictated in advance and was ghostwritten by a few guys.
At first glance at the speech, Qian Cheng's brows knitted together.
Wai Wai Nai Nai, many words even use pinyin.
What's even worse is that the content of this speech is actually a bit... secondary.
Qian Cheng finally finished reading the entire text. He smiled and said, "It's really good to be young!"
Yang Ning: "???"
Seeing Yang Ning's confused look, Qian Cheng raised his hand to gesture to the speech in his hand and said, "Young man, your video idea is quite creative!"
"Is this a personal monologue of Terrorist Zifeng?"
"How bold, look at this sentence..."
"Starting from twelve o'clock tonight, as long as my people are not sent to the plane by you, then every minute, I will randomly kill a spiritual believer in the Principality of Luke, regardless of gender, young or old."
"Haha, this sentence makes my blood boil!"
"Young man, you really dare to say that!"
Yang Ning smiled shyly and said: "Hehe, it's okay, it's okay..."
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