In the huge shooting training room, a neat row of targets stared at him cold-blooded and ruthless.

Murong Ji picked up a pistol on the shooting table, the cold metallic texture clinging to the skin of his palm.

He picked up his gun and aimed it at the target in front of him.

The concentric circles on those humanoid targets seemed to be whirlpools, and gradually rotated his gaze, and he saw the dead Murong Yu, who was running in the rain of bullets, while the pursuers behind him were in hot pursuit, and someone raised their guns, but Murong Yu didn't seem to notice.

Murong Jian shouted, "Dad, be careful of the gun." ”

Bang!

The gun went off, and Murong Yu was shot three times.

He slowly collapsed in front of him, blood clouding his vision, and he reached out to him.

"Dad, Dad. The gun in Murong Ji's hand fell, he took a step forward, his knee hit the edge of the shooting table, the sudden pain made the illusion in front of him disappear, there were only rows of cold gun targets, there was no shootout at all.

Murong Ji wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and he was wet.

He suddenly laughed, Murong Yu lay in the ICU for three months, he didn't cry, Murong Yu was buried, he didn't cry, he thought he had no tears, but now, in this strange space that no one saw, he was crying so much.

The phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and he glanced at it and pressed the answer button.

"Murong Ji, are you okay?, did my dad embarrass you?" Rui Ge was full of worry on the other end of the phone.

Murong Ji wiped his eyes, leaned on the shooting table and sat down slowly, he shook his head, "No." ”

"Really?"

"Not really, he called me a brother and sister, and invited me to a big dinner in the evening. Murong Ji looked up at the night sky outside the glass window, and there were several obvious scratches on his exposed arm, "Lu Ruige, I miss you." ”

"I miss you too. Rui Ge sat on the bay window with her knees curled, looking up at the dark night outside, her nose sour.

She had already called Lu Sheng, although Lu Sheng didn't say anything, but she knew that he didn't like Murong Ji, to be precise, except for his son Fei Chen, he didn't like any person of the opposite sex of the same age as her to approach her, and he would try his best to make Murong Ji retreat.

But she didn't dismantle Murong Ji, she believed that her eldest boy, he would definitely have a way to deal with all this, and all she could do was cheer him on.

"Murong Ji, why does your voice sound weird?"

Murong Ji rubbed his nose, "What's the matter." ”

He looked at the pistol that fell on the ground, "Don't worry, I will definitely get your father, I want him to know that in addition to him, there is a man who will protect you for the rest of your life." ”

"Hmm. Rui Ge nodded vigorously, "I believe in you, I have always believed in you." ”

Murong Jian slowly put down the phone and picked up the pistol on the side.

The last time he touched a gun was when he was a child, and it was also an accident, at that time, Murong Yu's business was about to be whitewashed, but many of his brothers were also equipped with guns, he was young and curious, so he stole a handful to play, and was later discovered by Murong Yu, who naturally taught him a hard lesson.

After that, he never saw a real gun again.

Murong Jian stood up again, picked up the gun and aimed, those black humanoid targets were still standing blankly, he shook his head, shook off the tragic scene he had just seen, and focused on the bull's-eye.

Bang bang bang!

Murong Jian fired three shots in a row.

He looked at the empty target with some chagrin.

"Damn, I missed a shot. ”

Murong Ji used up all the bullets in the gun, and there was no improvement, so he changed a new magazine.

Outside the training room, only the constant sound of gunfire could be heard inside, one after another.

The huge recoil made Murong Ji's tiger mouth burst out of blood, he didn't seem to feel it, he was still shooting, but compared to the gun missing the target just now, he was already able to hit the target, but at this level, it was obviously impossible to deal with Lu Sheng.

"You don't even hold the gun in the right position, how can you get a good shot. ”

The sudden sound behind him startled Murong Ji, it was because he was too focused.

Murong Ji turned his head and saw a man in a military uniform standing in the light, alone, as if shrouded in brilliant light, of the same age as Lu Sheng, with a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

"Who are you?"

"Xu Chuanyang. ”

"Hello. Murong Wei didn't know Xu Chuanyang, so he naturally didn't know that the person standing in front of him was the number one sharpshooter in the special forces.

Xu Chuanyang walked over and took the pistol in his hand, "Open your feet and shoulder width, your center of gravity falls on the soles of your feet, your arms are straight, the angle between your arms and your body is generally between 145 and 165 degrees, look ahead, your eyes are naturally level, like this, shoot." ”

Xu Chuanyang fired three shots in a row, and the gun hit the bull's-eye.

Murong Ji was stunned, "How did you do it?"

"Attentively. Xu Chuanyang handed him the gun, "As long as you put your mind to it, there is nothing impossible to do, you try." ”

"Well, thank you so much. ”

Murong Jian picked up the gun, Xu Chuanyang guided him, not only corrected his posture, but also taught him secrets, Murong Ji had a very high level of understanding, and he was soon able to hit the seven or eight rings stably.

Xu Chuanyang said: "Progress is very fast. ”

"Do you think I'll be able to pass tomorrow?"

Xu Chuanyang shook his head, "Tomorrow's competition is ten bullets, 90 rings passing, and you can score more than seventy points at most now." ”

"It's just ten o'clock, and there are ten hours left until tomorrow's test, and I will meet your requirements in those ten hours. ”

"What's your name?"

"Murong Ji. ”

"You're Sugarcore's boyfriend?"

"Hmm. Speaking of Rui Ge, Murong Ji couldn't help but ask curiously, "How do you know her nickname?"

Xu Chuanyang smiled, "Because I grew up watching her." ”

Murong Ji was stunned, and quickly reacted, when he asked the platoon commander if there would be someone to guide him, the platoon commander shook his head very affirmatively, because he knew that everyone here was afraid of Lu Sheng, and no one dared to teach him, but this person was different, and his relationship with Lu Sheng was definitely not ordinary.

"Why are you going to help me?"

Xu Chuanyang didn't answer this question, but took out his own matching gun from his body and handed it to Murong Ji, "This gun has been with me for many years, lend it to you, tomorrow, don't let me down." ”

Murong Ji took it, feeling that this gun was precious and heavy, he nodded vigorously, full of confidence, "Don't worry, I will prove to you that you are not wrong." ”

Xu Chuanyang smiled and turned to leave.

Murong Jian didn't know what happened, everything that happened here just now, Xu Chuanyang saw it all in his eyes, a man, carrying heavy pain, but he was still willing to pick up a gun for his lover, and this firmness gave him a reason to help him.

Not everyone can be a sharpshooter, but when you hold a gun for the person you love, then you will definitely shoot and pass through every step.

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