Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Throughout the entire day, gunshots could be heard from Ling Gong's training room.

It was almost dark when the people in the training room came out.

The recoil from firing a gun was so strong that it didn't bother Qiao Ruyi at first when Ling Che helped her steady the gun. But later, when she practiced on her own, her hands became extremely sore.

After practicing for a whole day, Qiao Ruyi's hands were shaking, and her palms were rubbed red. The wound on the palm seemed to have cracked and was bleeding.

At night, Ling Che treated her wound again. Looking at her slightly trembling right hand, he felt heartbroken.

It's only the first day and she's already feeling overwhelmed.

In addition to shooting, you will also learn the most basic fighting and self-defense, as well as the use of short knives.

Ling Che lowered his eyes and looked at her trembling right hand. He wondered if she shouldn't suffer this.

"Qiao Ruyi."

Ling Che didn't look up. While tending to her wounds, he said, "I'll take you to London. I've already had someone clean up that island."

Qiao Ruyi's heart trembled slightly, and she pretended not to understand and asked, "Shall we go on vacation together?"

Ling Che raised his eyes and looked at her gently, "I'll take you there first. I'll come find you after I'm done with this."

Qiao Ruyi refused without a second thought, "Then I won't go. I'll wait for you to go together."

Ling Che frowned, "Qiao Ruyi——"

"I know what you want to say."

Qiao Ruyi interrupted him, "Ling Che, I can endure hardships. I don't feel tired after today. I'm just not used to it yet. I'll get used to it after a few more days of training. You don't have to feel sorry for me."

This little bit of training is nothing compared to the six years he had originally.

She didn't know why Ling Che suddenly taught her these things, but since he didn't say much, she chose not to ask.

She only knew that no matter what happened, she would not leave Ling Che alone.

"Ling Che." Qiao Ruyi's clear eyes were filled with indifference. "I want to stand by your side forever. You know, I hope to be shoulder to shoulder with you, not to hide under your wings."

Ling Che stared into her eyes for a long moment before chuckling, "Then, let's continue training tomorrow."

Qiao Ruyi immediately sat up straight and looked at him with a smile, "Okay, Coach!"

Ling Che raised his eyebrows, "What did you call me?"

"Coach!" Qiao Ruyi said with a smile, "You train me, so aren't you my coach?"

Ling Che narrowed his eyes, and his narrow pupils curved, "I still like you to call me husband."

Qiao Ruyi's eyes curved with a smile, and she placed her hands on his shoulders, smiling like a cute little kitten, "Okay, husband! I will definitely practice hard!"

......

Loud noises came one after another from the huge lawn of Ling Palace.

A tall and slender figure stood about ten meters away from the training target, his thin back was straight, and his arm, which was holding the gun seriously, was straight in a line.

Ling Che sat on a sun-shaded chair not far away, lit a cigarette, and leisurely watched Qiao Ruyi's extremely serious expression.

Having trained in the basement for three consecutive days, her sight had become accustomed to staring at the target in the dark. Although she couldn't make every bullet hit the round target, she could at least make sure the bullets fell in the same direction.

This is a big improvement for a newcomer who has just trained for three days.

I don’t know if it’s because of her talent or her intelligence, but Ling Che really didn’t expect that Qiao Ruyi could suppress the gun in her hand within three days.

So he took her to a different place to practice today so that she could get familiar with different lighting.

Qi Jin and Qi Shui, who were standing behind him, listened to the gunshots coming from the training ground, and looked at the young lady holding the gun seriously, and their brows twitched unconsciously.

They also didn't understand why Master Ling, who had always been reluctant to let the Young Madam learn these things, would suddenly use such high-intensity training methods to train the Young Madam.

What's more, the young lady is frail and may not be able to endure such hardship.

Ten gunshots were heard on the field, and all ten bullets in the magazine were used up.

Qiao Ruyi put down her arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Ling Che who was not far away.

Ling Che waved at her, cigarette in hand.

Qiao Ruyi ran up to him with a smile, and Ling Che pulled her to sit on the sun chair next to him.

She had her waist-length hair tied up with a simple hairpin and was wearing a loose and comfortable casual outfit. After basking in the sun for a while, beads of sweat formed on the tip of her nose, and the loose hair on her temples was also soaked with sweat.

But she was always smiling, as if she didn't feel tired at all, and she never complained to him about being too tired from beginning to end.

Ling Che looked at her rosy face and handed her the water he had prepared. "Well done."

Qiao Ruyi happily handed the gun in his hand to Qi Shui, who put away the gun and went to check the target.

"Ling Che, I feel like I've made progress today." Qiao Ruyi took a big sip of water and looked at Ling Che. "This gun seems to be obedient in my hands."

"Is that so." Ling Che raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking at Qi Shui who was walking over.

Qi Shui spread his palms in front of the two of them, "Young Madam, three of your shots hit the target, and seven missed."

Qiao Ruyi curled her lips when she heard this, "Huh? Only three shots? I thought there were at least five or six."

"Hitting the target with three shots is pretty good." Ling Che smiled and reached out to pinch her cheek.

Qiao Ruyi counted the shells in Qi Shui's hand and found one missing. "Where's the other one?"

Qi Shui said, "I only found nine nearby."

"Young lady."

At this time, Qi Jin stepped forward and opened his palm, "There is another one here."

“…” Qiao Ruyi looked at him in surprise.

Qi Jin's brows twitched. "I picked it up at my feet."

Qiao Ruyi took a deep breath while holding the water, "Did I almost hurt you by accident?"

Qi Jin shook his head, "Not really."

Because it's not just a little bit different, it's a lot different.

The young lady's bullet missed and flew not far from his feet.

Qiao Ruyi heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. After drinking a few sips of water, she regained her energy. She took the gun from Qi Shui and looked at Ling Che, "I'll go practice a few more times."

After she finished speaking, she thought of something else and asked, "What are we going to practice in the next two days?"

Ling Che raised his eyebrows, "Fighting."

"Okay!" Qiao Ruyi didn't feel tired at all and went to practice shooting again excitedly.

At this moment, the phone behind me rang.

Qi Jin handed over the phone, "Mr. Ling, it's a call."

Ling Che took a look at the unfamiliar phone number and his eyes instantly turned cold.

"Boss Ling, three days have passed. Have you considered it?"

On the other end of the phone, the man's voice was deep and smiling.

"Boss Jin, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Ling Che glanced at the glaring sunlight overhead and chuckled softly, "How could a cheetah, accustomed to running in the sun, choose to be a rat in the gutter?"

On the other end of the phone, Jin Huan didn't get angry when he heard his answer. Instead, he said with a smile, "I don't like Mr. Ling's answer, but if Mr. Ling insists, I won't force it."

"However," he paused and lowered his voice, "the game of life and death escape begins from this moment."