The ace all-rounder is on fire

Chapter 486 Superfluous Wizard

The two guys were spitting dirty words, and they caught up with Chen Ying from behind.

The smaller and muscular guy went around to the front, stepped on the cart with guns and ammunition in his leather boots, folded his hands in his arms, and stared at Chen Ying carelessly with his head tilted.

"Wait! Don't go!" the little man said very unfriendly.

Behind him, the tall guide put his hand on Chen Ying's shoulder.

"Hey buddy, you don't look very bright, do we need to remind you what you forgot?"

The two guys spoke in a bad tone, as if they were bullying the master.

They can also be regarded as senior guides in the hunting area. When they set foot on this perilous prairie, money is not king. They are the ones who can bring rich people in and bring them out alive.

Faults, like tempers, usually come from habit.

When those rich people are frightened when they encounter dangerous emergencies, they can't wait to hug their thighs and call them fathers, throwing money desperately, and over time, they develop the temper of their uncles.

In their view, rich people can't get used to it, the more they get used to it, the more jerk they become.Only if you are arrogant and hold them in your hands, can they obey and cooperate obediently.

Chen Ying was stopped, stopped, turned his face to look at the callused black hand on his shoulder, slowly raised his eyes, and stared at the other party through the sunglasses.

Chen Ying raised his eyebrows, and the thick, long and sharp scar on his face looked particularly glaring in the sun.

"Repeat what you just said."

The voice was low and dangerous, like a harbinger of an attack by a wild beast.

It was a clear prairie, with strong ultraviolet rays and dazzling sunlight. The temperature in the morning was a little high, but the tall guide somehow felt a little cold, and a domineering cold air shot straight up from his waist.

After all, he was used to seeing bloody people, so the tall guide suppressed the sudden fear in his heart.

He calmed down and said: "Prairie hunting is not a game. If you want to come back alive, you have to rely on us to lead the way and protect you, YOU KNOW?"

Chen Ying raised his hand and brushed it on his shoulder, pushing the opponent's hand away, "No need, it would seem... redundant with you guys around."

The last two words Chen Ying made an exaggerated mouth shape. After finishing speaking, the cart pushed forward, and the metal front of the cart hit the leg bone of the little guide, causing the guy to hiss in pain, holding his hand The leg hopped to the side.

Chen Ying snorted coldly: "Weak chicken."

Chen Ying walked away straight away. The two guys were very angry. After discussing a few words, they turned around and complained to the boss.

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When Neku Tangrich brought his two sons to look for Qin Xiaoran, the two guides under him did not follow, but hid not far away, watching how the boss would stand up for them.

In the convertible off-road vehicle, Qin Xiaoran and Lin Shen were reloading and adjusting their guns.

"Hi, Qin!" Neku Tangrich greeted enthusiastically, the fat on his face trembling happily.

The two met for the first time at the reception last night. The old Neiku knew that Qin Xiaoran was a top business tycoon from the Eastern Continent. Although he was the chief of a South African tribe, he was still not as good as Qin Xiaoran.

He knew better than anyone else what tone to use to speak.

Qin Xiaoran knew the purpose of Neiku Chief's visit, and he expressed his understanding for it. After all, hunting on other people's territory, the other party should consider being responsible for their personal safety.

Qin Xiaoran didn't want to play big, he just didn't want anyone to disturb the two-person world between him and his fiancée.

He wanted to search for diamond veins with Lin Shen, and it was inconvenient for him to go with others.

What's more, those guides have a bad attitude, their quality is obviously not high, and they like to point fingers.With such a guide on the road, not to mention the obstacles, if something goes wrong, it is not sure who will protect who.

"This gun, do you like it?"

The old Neiku put his hands on the door of the car, with a cigar in his mouth, with a concerned expression on his face, and never mentioned anything about the guide.

His Chinese is not bad, there is no way, if you want to make a lot of money in this day and age, you have to find the right market, the business leaders in those developed countries are all targeting the big eastern countries, the trend is the general trend, and those who don’t keep up fool.

Chief Neku is very wise. In his eyes, Qin Xiaoran is a very valuable resource.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Qin Xiaoran skillfully loaded 5 rounds of bullets, patted the barrel of the gun and nodded perfunctorily.

"Remington M700, bolt-loading, 800-meter range, the type of gun I use most in the shooting club."

As he spoke, he pulled the bolt and pointed the muzzle at a row of tall cocoa trees on the mound in the distance.

Before Neku, father and son could react, the gun had already fired, and a cocoa fruit the size of a papaya exploded into pieces with the gunshot.

The expressions on the faces of the two guides standing a few meters away suddenly collapsed.

At a distance of more than 3 meters, it took less than [-] seconds to blast the cocoa on the tree with one shot. From aiming to shooting, it took no more than [-] seconds. Even they who had been trained for many years could not do it.

Neku Donrich's eyelids twitched, his expression was slightly stiff, and the fat on his big face was maintained at a subtle angle.

In the next second, the thick slap like a cattail fan slapped, applauded courteously, and a greasy face squeezed out a smile again, "Beautiful! Qin! You are the most handsome person I have ever seen and the best marksmanship of!"

Take a nice ass.

How could the marksmanship trained by the best sharp-knife female agent of the Secret Service be poor? Qin Xiaoran glanced at his fiancée beside him, gave Lin Shen a look, and the corners of his pretty lips curled up silently.

The gunshot attracted the attention of many people at the scene, including Lu Ning who was boarding the car. From the moment Qin Xiaoran raised the gun, countless little stars flew out of her eyes.

"Wow... Mr. Qin's marksmanship is good, and his shooting action is also very handsome..." Lu Ning was so excited that he let out a pig cry.

If it wasn't for Lin Shen's presence, Lu Ning could hardly control himself and rushed up to give Qin Xiaoran a big hug.

Mr. Qin with such marksmanship and himself, a shooting genius girl, would be a perfect match.

Lu Ning was dreaming.

"Qin! The African prairie welcomes you warmly. I wonder if the beautiful lady next to you wants the help of our guide."

Old Neiku gestured to the two guides standing behind him, "Our boys are the most professional."

Don Ridge gave a thumbs up with the cigar in his hand and boasted, "They are familiar with every inch of the land here like hounds. They can share the work for you, so that you can devote yourself to hunting and enjoy the most perfect and exciting experience."

"Thank you for your kindness, I won't trouble you."

Lin Shen interrupted the chattering Neku Tang, stretched out his left hand with a fingerless glove, and snapped his fingers behind him.

Standing beside the car, Chen Ying grabbed three paper frisbees from the rear seat. These things were put together with the ammunition to divert the prey's attention.

Chen Ying threw the three Frisbees into the air.

(End of this chapter)