Chi Guang

Chapter 37 Gun Training

boom!

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

A row of live targets went to the ten rings with perfect ammunition. Han Yu stood aside and looked at the man's tough and focused profile. The serious and shrewd mouth lost restraint, and a slight smile climbed up.

"elder brother!"

The two turned their heads together, and Ye Jing stood at the door and waved to them.But after seeing the people behind Ye Jing clearly, the smile froze on Han Yu's face.

If he didn't have hallucinations or suddenly got glaucoma and cataracts, the last one jumping around in a light blue trench coat should be his cute and silly brother.

Apparently Xu Chichuan also saw him, his eyes suddenly widened with surprise, and he staggered into the young man in front of him.

"Slow down," Mu Shihai gave him a hand: "What's wrong?"

"Pinch me," Xu Chichuan took his hand and murmured blankly, "I think I'm hallucinating."

Boom!A sharp chestnut hit on the head, Xu Chichuan clutched his head and instantly became angry: "It's a real hit!"

"Of course," Mu Shihai clapped his hands: "I will not refuse to agree to such a helpful thing."

Xu Chichuan: ...

"Brother Yue, I'm here, I'm here! Huh? This is..."

The man stepped forward to block Ye Jing's scrutiny, and quietly protected Han Yu behind him: "Brother, friend, call..."

"Brother Yu, Brother Yue," a familiar voice came from behind: "What a coincidence."

"Let me introduce you," said dryly, facing the four people's gazes with different expressions, "This is from my brother Han Yu."

Ye Jing: ...

Mu Shihai: ...

"This is my brother Tan Qiyue," Ye Jing grabbed Tan Qiyue's arm: "——it's also a sign."

"Little boy, come here."

Xu Chichuan obediently stood over, raised his head and smirked at Han Yu: "Brother."

Han Yu squeezed his face: "Why are you here?"

"Shooting, I want to play."

"Go, be safe."

The three stood in front of the target with guns and goggles, and Tan Qiyue personally guided them one by one.

boom!Five rings - Ye Jing's.

"Tsk," Tan Qiyue said with a look of disgust, "shame."

Ye Jing pursed her mouth, and the little curly hair wilted visibly to the naked eye.

boom!Seven rings - Xu Chichuan's.

"hiss……"

Han Yu flew a slap in the face, but Tan Qiyue swallowed it back with disgust: "It's okay!"

Xu Chichuan frowned: "Thank you Brother Yue."

boom!Nine point five rings - Mu Shihai's.

"Good boy!" Tan Qiyue was overjoyed, and patted Mu Shihai's shoulder heavily: "Have you played before?"

"No," the bullet was loaded and the trigger was clicked. Under the metallic luster, the boy's handsome side face looked cold and ruthless: "It's the first time."

boom!boom!boom!There was constant gunshots in the empty shooting range. Seeing Xu Chichuan's face full of adoration, Han Yu frowned more and more tightly: "Xiaochuan, come here."

"Ah?" Reluctantly looking away: "Here we come."

"Who is this person?"

"I'm a new transferer this semester, and I'm at the same table," Xu Chichuan said proudly, "Mu Shihai."

"Then he and Ye Jing?"

"It's Fa Xiao," Xu Chichuan looked at him puzzled, "What's wrong, bro?"

Han Yu couldn't answer. He couldn't explain his flash of uneasiness, so he could only gently pat the boy's head: "It's okay, let's go play."

Before he finished speaking, his silly younger brother had already run to him in a hurry, smiling like a silly dog: "Brother, you are really amazing!"

Han Yu: ... Brat!No matter who is called brother!

"Come on," Mu Shihai hugged the man from behind into his arms, holding a gun in one hand and supporting his waist in the other: "I'll teach you."

"Stand your head straight," your thumb brushed your neck close to the carotid artery, "lower it a bit;"

"Stand up straight," Mu Shihai pressed his waist and abdomen tightly, Mu Shihai was like an instructor, strictly instructing his only student: "Three points and one line."

"Aim," the ear heard the panting of hot air, and the concise and clear instructions came straight to his mind: "Shoot."

boom!Eight point nine rings.

Mr. Mu's hands-on teaching has achieved remarkable results.

"No, I won't fight anymore," Xu Chichuan threw away his gun, and hurriedly turned around to cover his reddened face, "Hand hurts."

"Let's go!" Ye Jing looked very positive: "I'm starving to death! Let's eat!"

"Ayu, what about you?" Tan Qiyue looked at his lover beside him: "Are you still playing?"

Han Yu shook his head: "Let's go."

Before retiring, Min Changmu and Tan Qiyue were dead brothers in the same army. After retiring due to injury, they opened this club. When old friends came to visit, Mr. Min could not come, but he had already ordered the people below to treat him well.The man took the menu and proficiently reported his wife's favorite dishes: "Steamed sea bass, beef tenderloin with black pepper, pork ribs and yam soup, and stir-fried lettuce..."

"No lettuce."

Three pairs of eyes swiped to the right, Xu Chichuan shrank his head: "Mu Shihai can't eat lettuce."

"Then change it to spinach." Han Yu crossed out the name of the lettuce: "Is spinach edible?"

"can."

The menu was passed along the glass disc in front of the three of them: "Look, what else do you want to eat?"

Ye Jing raised her hand: "I want to eat spicy chicken, the kind that is really spicy."

"Where are Xiao Chuan and Shi Hai?"

"Fish-flavored eggplant and fish-flavored shredded pork. If you want an ant to climb a tree, you don't put green onions. Thank you brother."

Han Yu hit his head hard: "Since when did you start being picky eaters?"

"Oh! It hurts!" He rubbed his head aggrievedly, and pointed to the left: "It's him who doesn't eat!"

"I don't want to eat it," Mu Shihai smiled at Han Yu, completely different from the young man who was on the shooting range with a fierce gun and gun just now: "Brother Yu, don't hit him."

Tan Qiyue found that his wife didn't pay attention to her meal today, and didn't even move her chopsticks when she shaved her favorite sea bass into the bowl.He could clearly see that under Han Yu's seemingly calm expression, his mood was slowly sinking a little bit.At the dinner table, there were only three little fools who didn't understand anything and had a good time.Xu Chichuan took an ant with his chopsticks and climbed up the tree to give to the handsome guy who was very good at shooting: "There is no green onion, it tastes better than school."

"Ah."

"The ribs are also delicious, try it."

"Ah."

"Do you want rice? Have the waiter serve you a bowl?"

"want."

"I want it too, I want it too," Ye Jing said with a mouthful of greasy food, "I want two bowls!"

During the dinner, Han Yu's phone rang, and it was Shen Sijing calling to find his son.

"Hello? Aunt? Yes, Xiao Chuan is here."

"Okay, I'll take him back after dinner."

"Little boy," he tapped Xu Chichuan: "Uncle and aunt are back, I'll take you home after dinner, and, aunt asked me to remind you,"

"Midterm exam next week."

blah blah blah!

The big ribs fell into the bowl, and the soup splashed all over the floor.

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