After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

Li Yiwen was going to be blown away by Yun Ling's contemptuous tone.

He is the number one sharpshooter in Liangcheng, but he is so looked down upon by others?

"Yun Ling, you can't compare to me, let alone her?"

"Happiness is the most important thing. What's wrong, Young Master Li? Don't you dare to compare?"

Yun Ling's words made Li Yiwen smoke, and he wanted to pick up the gun immediately and show her ten rings.

Seeing this, Lear hurried to drag his brother.

These two sisters eagerly came to seek abuse, why is his brother unhappy?

"How about this, for the sake of fairness, eldest brother, you are also looking for a girl at the scene, you teach this girl, and then let her compare with Yaoyao."

Lear Hang made a good point.

When the girls in the war zone heard this, they all waved their hands.

They are afraid to play with guns, and it is not very interesting to them.

"Don't be so troublesome, just Li Yiwen, you can win Yaoyao."

Yun Ling said coldly, a little impatient.

Why are these playboys so grumpy?

"Okay, let's compare, I'll let you ten meters!"

Li Yiwen was so enraged by Yun Ling that he didn't want to argue anymore. He put on ear and eye protection equipment, put on sturdy leather gloves, and without hesitation, walked towards the **** of the gun.

Picked out his most commonly used gun and came to the target track with the farthest target.

'boom'--

Pull the trigger quickly and hard to let the bullet fly.

At a distance of 60 meters, the bullet hit the ninth ring, and immediately ushered in a thunderous applause from the viewing area.

"As expected of our Young Master Li, it's amazing!"

"One hundred hits! No missed shots!"

Li Yiwen was very proud when he heard the praise of the people behind him: "I just warmed up and didn't take it seriously."

He smiled, strode up to Yun Ling, and introduced it in a dignified manner.

"These guns behind me are all top-quality. I want MR1988 and GLOCK-17 here. You may never see so many guns in your life, right? Just pick them, or you won't have such a good chance in the future. "

Li Yiwen's words were full of superiority.

The onlookers also looked as if what he said was okay.

Yun Ling smiled. When she was an instructor at West Point Military Academy, Li Yiwen hadn't even voted for his mother's birth.

She strode over to the neat row of butts and glanced at them quickly.

The most expensive one costs 2.8 million, but unfortunately, it is flashy.

"The guns you have here are too bad. You only pursue the gorgeous appearance, not the excellent feel. However, for people of your level, it is more than enough."

"You... do you understand guns? You are shameless!"

When Yun Ling said this casually, Li Yiwen scolded him.

Yunyao snorted and gave the other person a blank look: "A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, I haven't seen the world myself, don't you allow others to not see it?"

After speaking, she came to Yun Ling's side and became serious: "Sister, teach me well and let me torture this so-called sharpshooter to death."

"Okay." Yun Ling raised his brows and smiled lightly.

Her fingertips landed on a row of guns, and in the end, she chose the heaviest gun.

Seeing that she chose such a broken gun after so long, everyone couldn't help laughing.

I thought she was too good, but she was pretending!

I can't even pick a gun, and it can be seen that the marksmanship is not very good.

"Yaoyao, let's use this one. Although it is not very flexible, the back seat is stable."

"Yes."

Yun Yao nodded like pounding garlic, trusting her ancestors 100%.

"Come on, turn sideways, and learn my moves."

Yun Ling began to patiently teach her, from standing posture to holding the gun, she was very patient in every step.

The onlookers drank coffee, chatted, and some even played games.

Brothers Li Yiwen and Li Erxing stepped aside and relaxed.

"That's it? Pretend to be quite similar."

"Cut, wait to be slapped in the face."

'boom'--

At the moment when everyone was distracted, a gunshot suddenly cut through the sky, shocking the entire shooting range.

Yun Yao cheered happily: "Wow! Ten rings, hit the bullseye!"

Everyone followed the sound, only to find that Yun Ling was holding Yun Yao's hand and teaching her how to shoot.

Seeing the red bullseye smoking and being smashed into a black hole, everyone was stunned.

Actually...so accurate?

Ten rings! This is more accurate than Li Yiwen's shot.

Moreover, Yun Ling is holding Yun Yao's hand to fire the gun, and the accuracy will be affected.

"As if she had two brushes?"

"Didn't you say that you learned hunting from your grandpa? Then you should be very accurate with your marksmanship, right?"

Hearing that his companions were suddenly bragging about Yun Ling, Li Yiwen was not happy.

He also gave ten meters, why didn't these people mention it?

"Yaoyao, have you learned it?"

"Well, I learned it, but I'm afraid I won't be able to aim properly."

"It's okay, just keep staring at the bull's-eye, imagine it as someone you hate, and you'll be able to hit it naturally."

"good!"

A bright smile appeared on Yun Yao's face, innocent and innocent.

Yun Ling stepped aside, and she followed her ancestor's religion step by step.

This time, everyone was in high spirits and stared at Yun Yao, for fear of missing even a minute or a second.

The little girl held the gun firmly, and she stared at the bullseye with all her attention, thinking that the bullseye was Li Yiwen's face.

At the moment when the aim is determined, the trigger is pulled.

'boom'--

The shot was fired, and the bullet landed on the ninth ring with a 'whoosh' sound, just a little bit away from the tenth ring.

"Ah! Sister! Am I too good? The first time I fired a gun, it was so accurate!"

"Excellent." Yun Ling hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled dotingly.

She raised her brows, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and looked at Li Yiwen: "How about it, willing to admit defeat?"

Li Yiwen seemed to be slapped hard at the moment, his face was hot.

He has been playing with guns for many years, but he is not as good as a little girl who just shot?

They must be cheating, deliberately pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, saying that the first time they fired a gun, they were actually lying to him!

"Yaoyao's marksmanship is not the first time, right? Are you sure you just learned hunting from your grandfather?"

Yun Yao pouted: "It's the first time, okay, I didn't learn from grandpa, but my sister learned from grandpa. You are not as good as me, the first time to play guns."

Her words were a little childish, deliberately choking, deliberately leaving no room.

Li Yiwen was so angry that his neck was red, his arms were shaking, and he fell when he wanted to grab something.

"Impossible! Re-comparison! What's the point of shooting with your eyes open? Let's compare blindly!"

Blind opening is a special skill that Li Yiwen has cultivated himself.

Blindfolded, he can still hit the target.

With this skill alone, he has captured the hearts of many girls.

"Blind drive? Interesting."

Yun Ling picked a gun at random, and the index finger hooked the ring of the wrench and wandered.

The bullet-loaded gun seemed like a toy in her hand.

She looked casual, but her expression was arrogant: "This game, I will compare with you!"