his little luck

Chapter 86 His Little Fortune!
After finishing the mental construction for himself, Guan Xi stepped forward with a sigh of relief.

Holding a towel in two white and tender hands, they wiped Jiuye's sweat gently and gently.

The man didn't know how long he had been exercising, nor did he know how much it was. His whole body was covered with sweat, and a towel soon became wet. Guan Xi wiped Jiu Ye's sweat earnestly. Towel, but still felt as if he touched Master Jiu.

Face, neck, chest, all the way down, carefully and meticulously...

Xiao Jiuyan half-closed his eyes, and watched the little lady's white and tender hands holding a towel moving on his body with extremely dark eyes, and there was a slight change in his eyes.

"Jiu Ye, it's done." Guan Xi wiped Jiu Ye's sweat, but she felt like she was sweating a lot too.

"En." Xiao Jiuyan responded lightly.

At this time, Xiao Jingming came from the shooting range: "Auntie, have you finished talking about Uncle Jiu? When it's over, can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Guan Xi interrupted him: "No."

Xiao Jingming: "..."

He was wronged: "Auntie, I haven't finished yet."

Guan Xi looked at Xiao Jingming, bit his lower lip with white teeth, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Xiao, I know you really wanted to teach me how to shoot a target, but I just missed a few shots, it's so embarrassing, I can't learn." Come and hit the bull's-eye like Young Master Xiao...and the sound of shooting is so loud, it's terrifying."

After she finished speaking, her small shoulders shrank, as if she was really frightened by the few shots she had just shot.

Xiao Jingming: "..."

Fuck, who the fuck just hit the bullseye with three shots in a row.

Are you mocking him by saying it's embarrassing to miss a few shots?
yes!

Xiao Jingming, who was mocked invisible, was shot in the knee with an arrow. He opened his mouth to say something, but saw Guan Xi looking at him.

The little aunt's lovely round face clearly showed a look of fear, but there was a smile in her dark eyes, which was terrifying like a warning.

Xiao Jingming swallowed all the words that came to his lips, and then suppressed his grief and said dryly: "Auntie, it doesn't matter if you miss the shot, just practice a few more times, just like I can hit the target when I shoot now, it doesn't matter. It takes a day or two to practice."

Xiao Jingming felt like an idiot for saying these words.

Especially when he said this in front of Uncle Jiu who was almost shooting every shot, he was so ashamed that he exploded.

But what can he do?

I can only go on with what my aunt said just now.

Guan Xi nodded his head, clapped his small white hands, applauded and said in admiration: "So that's the case, Young Master Xiao is so amazing."

Xiao Jingming felt that he was not praised, but even more ashamed, what should he do?
Guan Xi was applauding, looking at Xiao Xiong's child with adoration, when the noble man next to him suddenly spoke, his cold voice seemed colder than usual: "Come here."

"Huh?" Guan Xi was suspicious, and turned to look at Xiao Jiuyan.

A bodyguard was pushing him to the shooting range.

Guan Xi was obedient and followed.

The bodyguard pushed Xiao Jiuyan to a target board.

This target plate is different from the target plate used by Xiao Jingming just now, it is lower and farther away.

Because Xiao Jiuyan was paralyzed and could only sit in a wheelchair, the target plate was lowered to a height suitable for him while sitting.

The bodyguard pushed Xiao Jiuyan to the target plate, and immediately handed him a gun.

Guan Xi glanced at the pistol, his eyes lit up: Desert Eagle!

The Desert Eagle pistol is very similar to the M16 assault rifle family of rifles, but is capable of firing more powerful bullets than traditional pistols and has an effective range of up to 200 meters.

This gun is very good, but because it is too heavy, it is rarely used by anyone.

　Master Jiu definitely didn't want to show off his marksmanship because Xixi admired Xiao Xiong's marksmanship.

　　Absolutely not!

　　Jealousy or something, our ninth master will have it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)