After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

No matter how many rounds come, Minglian wins.

Winning by a huge score, almost tore off Qi Xuan's face and threw him on the ground.

It was daytime now, but the indoor lotus ceiling light was still on, and the light was soft, falling leisurely on the young man in a white V-neck sweater.

He has an outstanding face, noble and elegant, holding the cue club with slender jade white fingers, and the long wooden club seems to have turned into an invincible weapon in his palm, which can easily sweep away thousands of troops.

"Brother Lian, you are so good!! How many years have you been playing snooker??" Zheng Jiang hurried up at the end of the third round.

He and his brother are [-]% similar in appearance, but it is easy to tell who is who.

The younger brother bluffed a lot, and he seemed to have no intentions at first glance, while the older brother was much more stable.

"Brother Lian, teach me, teach me!" Zheng Jiang stared.

Compared to Zheng Jiang's enthusiasm, Qi Xuan's face was ugly, as if he had been slapped several times.

"Ming Lian, you have been playing snooker for many years." Qi Xuan probably wanted to find a way to get off.

Ming Lian refused to give it to him, "It's not many years, it's only a month or two. If you don't believe me, ask Jiang Jiao."

Qi Xuan took a sneak peek at Jiang Jiao, and found that he was also shocked.

It seems like a month or two.

Qi Xuan choked.

"Brother Lian, you are really a snooker genius!" Zheng Jiang walked around Minglian, "You only studied for a month or two."

Zheng Jiang kept farting to Minglian Rainbow, and Qi Xuan heard it harshly. He endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help it. "Just playing snooker is just as boring. How about we go shoot?"

Ming Lian put the club back to its original position, with a half-smile, "I don't know how to put water in the game, are you sure you want to compare with me?"

What he said was crazy and arrogant, and Pian Shengming looked prettier than anyone else when he smiled, as if he was joking.

"Competition! Why not?" Qi Xuan gritted his teeth, "How about not only comparing, but also adding some prizes?"

Ming didn't even care at all: "What prize do you want to add?"

Qi Xuan narrowed his eyes, "Looking at your appearance, you should exercise less. If I win, when you go back, you can rent a bicycle and ride back, how about exercising?"

Yang Lu whistled, "So exciting? But I think it's okay, a man should have some excitement!"

Zheng Jiang was stunned, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, but said nothing.

Qi Xuan stared at Minglian, "Are you coming?"

"Don't make a fuss!" Jiang Jiao, who hadn't spoken before, frowned, and he panicked, "Don't make a fuss, it's just a competition, what's the prize? You're good at shooting, so what's the point of competing with your strengths?"

He knew that whether it was archery or shooting, Qi Xuan could play well.

Isn't this just taking advantage of Minglian?

Qi Xuan choked, and when Jiang Jiao directly expressed his thoughts, his face turned pale and white for a while.

Ming Lian didn't care about Jiang Jiao, he accepted the challenge, "It's fine to win the lottery, but what if you lose?"

Qi Xuan thought about it, and laughed at Minglian for throwing himself into the trap.

And he never thought that he would lose at all. Since there is a competition, the lottery must be two-way, "What do you want?"

"You look physically better than me, and you should have good physical strength. If I win, you can walk back from Xihe on foot, are you okay?" Ming Lian said surprisingly.

How can a man say no, and now Qi Xuan is in trouble.

Of course, the most important thing is that he didn't think he would lose.

"Yes!" Qi Xuan agreed.

Zheng Jiang on the side opened his mouth wide in shock, "Brother, are you two playing so well?"

It took them a full three hours to come to Xihe Holiday Manor!

It took three hours to drive!

Or the high speed one.

Don't talk about walking, just go back by bicycle, there will be no day, no matter what, you won't be able to get there.

"Don't be impulsive." Jiang Jiao didn't know how Minglian responded.

He frowned and stared at Qi Xuan, feeling so irritable that he wanted to hit someone.

How did these two get on with each other?

Forget it, when the time comes, he will secretly send Minglian back.

A group of people came to the shooting gallery.

There are many ways to play shooting, bow and arrow shooting, rifle shooting.

Among them, these shots are divided according to distance.

"50-meter long rifle." Qi Xuan himself is good at long rifles. "Play an exciting game. The two stages are combined. After shooting the first stage of fixed targets, you can directly enter the second stage of flying saucer shooting."

"Okay." Minglian still didn't care.

He was too calm, without any nervousness on his face, as if he didn't care at all, walking leisurely in the courtyard.

Yang Lu clicked his tongue twice, "It looks pretty powerful, don't let me down later."

Minglian looked over with a smile, "Why, do you want to participate?"

Yang Lu was eager to try, "Do you dare?"

"Of course I dare, but I'm afraid you won't dare to come." Ming Lian didn't care.

Zheng Jiang sneaked to Minglian's side, lowered his voice and said, "Brother Lian, are you really good at it? Brother Qi is famous for his shooting skills. He was the president of the shooting club when he was in college."

Zheng Jiang likes to play snooker, and Minglian's brilliant move almost blinded his eyes.

In the past, he shouted "Minglian, Minglian", but now Brother Lian and Brother Lian, he doesn't remember that he was the same as Qi Xuan, and looked down on Minglian.

Seeing Zheng Jiang approaching Minglian, Yang Lu muttered. Although he couldn't hear clearly, he probably knew what Zheng Jiang would say.

Afraid of Minglian's repentance, Yang Lu hurriedly said: "Come here, I bet Qi Xuan will win. If I win the bet, you will pay for the consumption we come to Xihe alone."

The word "one person" was emphasized by Yang Lu.

Minglian knew what he meant, it was nothing more than not letting Jiang Jiao help with the checkout.

But Minglian felt a little strange at this moment, they didn't seem to know that almost all of Jiang Jiao's cards were with him.

His gaze swept over Jiang Jiao, and when he met the gaze of the other party who did not know when it fell on him, Minglian turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened.

"Yes." Ming Lian replied, "Similarly, if you lose, you will pay for it."

Yang Lu raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

Minglian looked at the Zheng brothers and smiled nicely, "Do you want to join?"

Zheng Jiang shook his head hastily, "No more."

Zheng Hai smiled back, "I won't."

Seeing this, Minglian nodded and prepared to go to the shooting platform.

Waiting to be questioned, Jiang Jiao's eyebrows twitched, and when Minglian was about to pass him, he stretched out his hand to pull him past.

He has deep eye sockets, high brow bones, and the small mole on the side of his nose seems to have been stained with frost. When he looks at people, he always has an indescribable coldness.

But the "coldness" at this moment has turned into anxiety, and even the dusty temperament has faded a lot.

"If you don't want to play anymore, you can go to the bathroom halfway, so we won't play." Jiang Jiao said in a low voice.

Minglian clapped his hands away, "No need."

There are staff waiting at the shooting gallery at any time. After hearing that the two were going to compete, the staff quickly adjusted the equipment.

It's just 2 minutes, everything is fine.

Minglian and Qi Xuan took their positions in front of their respective shooting platforms.

This competition is a fusion competition, just like what Qi Xuan just said, first hit the fixed target, and after finishing the fixed target, play the flying saucer.

The score is calculated by superimposing the number of target rings and the total time spent shooting in different proportions.

To get a high score, not only the number of target rings is high, but also the shooting time must be short.

"After the whistle sounds, the distinguished guests can start the competition." The staff said so.

"Ming Lian, you still have a chance to regret it now." Qi Xuan cast a sidelong glance at Ming Lian.

Minglian put on the gloves, "This sentence is more suitable for you, it's too late for you to regret it now."

Qi Xuan sneered and said no more.

"Beep!" The whistle sounded.

"Bah!"

"Bah!"

Gunshots followed.

The fixed target in the first link needs to shoot five rounds. After these five rounds are fired, the system will automatically fly out of the flying saucer if it detects that the number of targets on the target is sufficient.

This first shot, Ming Lian and Qi Xuan fired almost at the same time.

After all, it was already aimed at.

After the first push, it was time to widen the gap.

Because after shooting, the muzzle of the gun will shake due to the flying out of the empty package, and it needs to be re-aimed.

A scene that shocked the people nearby appeared, Minglian moved quickly, and he kept pulling the trigger, as if he had already spotted it, but also seemed to give up struggling and hit him indiscriminately.

"Hey!" A flying saucer flew out over there, and the colorful flying saucer was very conspicuous.

With a bang, the flying saucer fell.

The second flying saucer flew out.

There are five flying saucers in total, and the flying speed is getting faster and faster, but no matter how fast they are, they are shot down at the first moment of flying out.

Qi Xuan over there has not finished the five shots of the first stage, and Minglian here has already finished the second stage.

Not to mention Jiang Jiao and the others, even the staff present were stunned.

They don't know the results of Minglian's first session, but the second session was visible to the naked eye, and the flying saucer was shot down at full speed.

The time is really short!

Minglian put down his long rifle, and said to the staff over there, "Has my score come out?"

The staff member was a girl in her early twenties. After she looked at the score, her cheeks flushed even more. She didn't know if it was excitement or something else.

"The five shots in the first stage are all on the tenth ring!" The waiter was shocked.

Although she didn't work here for a long time, she also knew that it had never happened before that she hit ten rings in a row with five rounds and hit it so fast.

Is he a professional shooter?

"Brother Lian!! You are too awesome, please teach me how to do it, please, after I learn it, I will definitely not be single again!" Zheng Jiang is very nervous.

Yang Lu is incredible.

He was taken aback for a moment, and didn't believe what the staff said, so he ran over to check the score himself.

It's really five guns and ten rings! !

Ming Lian looked at Qi Xuan with a pale face, his peach blossom eyes curved into crescent moons, "I told you just now, it's too late to regret it now. But it's okay, walking back from here is like exercising, I believe you can do it Arrived."

Qi Xuan, who was standing there, had no focus in his eyes, as if his soul had left his body.

Turning his head, Ming Lian looked at Yang Lu who was walking back with stiff steps, "I would like to thank Young Master Yang for his hospitality first."

He is really good-looking, even if he said such gloating words, he still looks like a proud little fox with his little head raised.

Jiang Jiao's fingertips twitched.

At this moment, he wanted to go up and touch Minglian's head.

Give him another hug.

His gaze drifted past like snow, and when he met Jiang Jiao who was stunned in place, the young man with a face as bright as a begonia curled his lips.

The smile is as bright as a peach blossom, but there is no warmth, and there is a kind of sharpness that wants to fight the big boss after clearing the ants.

Jiang Jiao heard him smile with his lips curled up, "Have you heard of the term auxiliary car dependent, Jiang Jiao?"

Jiang Jiao was taken aback for a moment, then turned pale.

The author has something to say: Jiang Jiao: I want to hug my wife.

Tie Zhu: I don't think so :)

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Auxiliary vehicles depend on each other: It means that fate is connected.