Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

Sheng An's two hours were up soon, and when Mao Jiu said the time was up, Sheng An's back was already sweating.

She couldn't hold the gun firmly in her hand, and the gun fell from her hand to the ground, making a not-so-small sound, which echoed in the empty training ground for a long time.

When she sat on the chair and rubbed her arms, she frowned in pain. If it took another half an hour, her hands would be useless.

At this moment, Ran Qi said something to Mao Jiu, Mao Jiu took a sip of tea lightly, and made a gesture, the previously closed aisle was reopened, Sheng An glanced at the exit, then looked at Mao Jiu again.

Mao Jiu's attention was not on Sheng An, but Ran Qi looked at Sheng An from time to time.

Sheng An walked up to the pile of weapons. In addition to guns and sabers, there were even landmines and grenades.

She found a box from the side, put a few sabers with the best quality and performance, and took a few M9s. Mao Jiu raised her eyelids and looked at Sheng An, without saying anything.

Seeing Mao Jiu's nonchalant look, Sheng An took two of each of those weapons, just in case it was needed.

Ran Qi took a look at Sheng An's poor appearance, and held it back for a while, not expressing his opinion to Mao Jiu.

The girl came to train several times, and she had to move a lot of weapons. Although Mao Jiu didn't care about these things, she felt distressed.

Mao Jiu drank tea and looked at Sheng An, still with a smile on his face: "Hurry up and get out, your little lover is looking for you like crazy, turn right at this house and walk about one kilometer to see him."

Sheng'an didn't know how Mao Jiu could know what happened a kilometer away here. She looked at Mao Jiu's calm look, turned around and left with the spoils.

No matter how sore your hands are, these things cannot be thrown away.

Who knows if she can get such good benefits next time, even if she gets such good benefits, whether Mao Jiu will allow her to take them away, these are unknowns.

When Sheng An walked out of the training room, the door opened. Sheng An struggled dragging his weapon and refused to throw it away. He looked like a capitalist.

The previous mechanism door was closed, and it looked like the wall without a single crack before, but its back was indeed made of solid steel plates.

Inside is a training field as big as a football field, and the second floor is a place isolated by glass. Sheng An can't see the top clearly from below.

Sheng An looked at the hut in front of him again, and he could imagine that behind this ordinary hut, there was such a grand building.

And so many guns.

Sheng An only walked 500 meters in the direction of Mao Jiuzhi, and saw the flashing car lights ahead.

Seeing that Sheng Anlue was limping towards him dragging a box in some embarrassment, Liang Cheng immediately opened the car door and greeted him. The driver immediately moved the thing to the trunk with quick eyesight and quick hands.

He gently embraced Sheng An's shoulder, Sheng An instinctively frowned and dodged back.

Liang Cheng's hand froze in the air, and he took it back for a long time. He looked at Sheng An with flickering eyes, and then said, "Sheng An?"

Sheng An moved his arm: "My hand hurts."

Liang Cheng touched her hand cautiously: "Is it an arm?"

Sheng An shook his head, looking like he was about to cry, with a girlish charm, as if he was acting like a baby: "It's the whole hand."

Liang Cheng wiped the sweat from Sheng An's forehead, and then looked at Sheng An's hand. There were some blisters on the white and delicate palm. It was the gun that was overheated just now, so Sheng An could only change the pistol constantly. , but still suffered a little injury.

The tiger's mouth was almost unconscious from the shock, and it may take several days to recover.