"Then why didn't you wake me up just now?"

Feng Hao's eyes were soft: "I want you to sleep a little longer, by the way, you just said that you have something to say to me, what do you want to say?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go wash up first!" With that, she broke free of his embrace and ran out of the cloakroom with a red face.

After washing up and changing her clothes, Feng Hao was still waiting for her in the room. Seeing her come out, he beckoned to her: "Come here!"

Xia Yucheng walked over and pulled him up from the sofa: "Where are you taking me?"

"You'll know when you get there!"

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After breakfast, when he was about to go out, Ryan walked over, took something out of his coat pocket and handed it to Xia Yucheng: "Xia, this is my gift to you, I hope you like it." ”

"It's ...... Hao, I'm ......" Xia Yucheng was stunned, and in her hand was a delicate and small silver pistol.

"Very good, keep it!" Feng Hao glanced at the delicate little pistol and chwed slightly.

Xia Yucheng has never seen such a small and delicate pistol, just like a toy, it is also very fun to hold in your hand.

Because of its small size, it is not as cold and cold as a gun, but a little more well-behaved.

"Thank you, Ryan, I'll keep it safe. She smiled and thanked Ryan.

"Don't collect it, use it for self-defense. Ryan smiled.

"I don't know how to use a gun. Xia Yucheng put the small pistol in her purse, and that day in the woods next to the French highway, she had taken the gun, but she didn't use it, so she didn't pick the trigger.

"Hao, why Xia really doesn't know how to use guns? You should teach her, so that she can at least protect herself without you. ”

Feng Hao smiled, dragged Xia Yucheng over, and walked out without saying a word.

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In the shooting club, Feng Hao opened a separate shooting room.

Xia Yucheng didn't expect Feng Hao to take her out, he really taught her to use a gun.

"Actually, it's not complicated at all, it's very simple. ”

"Why do you want to teach me this?" Xia Yucheng looked at Feng Hao checking the pistol's magazine, looking at his calm eyes, maybe he thought the pistol here was a bit pediatric.

Also, most of the guns in the club are civilian models, and in Europe and the United States, where guns are common, it feels like a kitchen knife.

"It's not that you want to be a sharpshooter, it's just that you dare to shoot. At least don't let people come near you, because you can't beat you, only ...... Aim, shoot. Feng Hao put protective earmuffs on her, and then put them on himself.

Then, he raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang" After a few gunshots, he pressed a button, and the target slid in front of them.

Xia Yucheng was stunned, and looked at the target paper with only one bullet hole, that is to say, every shot of Feng Hao was fired in the same place.

She shook her head in disbelief, and when she turned her face to look at Feng Hao, the expression on her face was simply adoring to the extreme.

It's amazing how easy it can be!

Feng Hao smiled and pinched the tip of her nose, and began to carefully teach her how to look at the construction of the pistol, allowing her to load the magazine herself. Then I took it out again and reloaded the magazine.

After repeating it a few times, Xia Yucheng's clumsy movements gradually became a little proficient.

She pulled the safety out of the way, and then imitated his movements, raising the gun with one hand.