The skill of the Eye of the Eagle Falcon, Luo Chuan figured it out.

It is probably a "high-level skill" in the game, and it will put a certain load on the user when used. My eyes were red and swollen this morning, and it was obvious that my eyes were overloaded last night.

This time, it only took about two seconds for the Eagle's Eye to feel uncomfortable in the eyes.

His last shot, 9.92 rings.

"Teacher, is your illness really cured?"

Mahjong looked at Luo Chuan's also "9.66" score, first frowned, then stretched out, and asked with a little surprise.

"I don't think it's that I'm cured, but that I'm really accurate, and I feel confident that every shot of these shots is shot." Luo Chuan explained with a smile: "Who doesn't eat dumplings during the New Year, right?"

But you're too unbelievable, with an average ring of 9.66, just a tie with other girls.

Mahjong slandered for a while, but chose to remain silent.

The girl is naturally not a fool, if the target disk only records the whole number, maybe two people will be able to tie, but it records, but accurate to two decimal places, how can it be so coincidental, are the same ring number!

The short-haired girl bit her lower lip, the boy's meaning was obvious, he didn't want to win or lose, and at the same time, gave himself a step down.

This boy, nicknamed "Teacher", is so accurate in his marksmanship that he can even control the last two hits of the ring.

It's really much better than yourself.

Really......

Could it be a problem with computer recognition......

The girl shook her head, there is no need to think about this now, if you lose, you lose. The teacher's "there is a sky outside the sky" does not only mean that she should not be too proud.

Making excuses for failure is the most humiliating thing.

This clean-looking boy is really strong in marksmanship!

Bowing her head and being silent for a while, the girl who was originally a little lost thought about it, and looked at Luo Chuan with stubborn eyes: "Since it is a draw, then we don't owe each other, right!"

"Yes!" Luo Chuan nodded and smiled.

"Do you have time now, I have something to tell you."

At this time, the girl's tone could not hear the emotional ups and downs were very flat, and Luo Chuan couldn't help but admire, just one sentence in time, she was able to control her emotions, and she was not a closed disciple of the master of national arts.

The girl glanced at mahjong as she spoke.

"Okay, I'll avoid it!"

Mahjong immediately understood, and then immediately flashed.

Luo Chuan smiled and said to the girl: "You should be glad that this is a mahjong classmate next to me, if it is an old man in our dormitory, he will not leave if he is killed."

"Do you mean that my next words will make your friends think a lot?" The girl said nonchalantly.

Luo Chuan shrugged his shoulders, isn't this obvious.

"You're thinking too much, I just want to leave your contact details, and ...... I want to ask you how you usually contact marksmanship. The girl paused and said, "I remember that the firearms room of your Demon Capital Police Academy is not commonly used, if you don't have time to practice, how can your marksmanship be so powerful."

"It's all said, today is Meng's permission."

Luo Chuan didn't plan to explain, the system was such a thing, even if he told the truth, she probably wouldn't believe it, so it was better not to say it.

Luo Chuan added her WeChat, only to know that her name was Guan Yan.

"Teacher Luo, I know that I lost this time, but because of the fact of the draw, I won't call you Teacher."

Guan Yan didn't care about her actual failure at all, and smiled slightly: "But if you lose, you lose, this is for you." As he spoke, he handed over a business card.

"Shen Cong? Your teacher? Luo Chuan looked at the business card and asked suspiciously, "Why are you giving me this, you want me to be your junior brother?"

Guan Yan shook her head: "Master has decided not to accept apprentices anymore."

If you don't accept it, Luo Chuan doesn't want to worship under this master, wearing the coat of an apprentice of a master of national arts, but in fact, he is working hard for his master.

"Although Master no longer accepts apprentices, it is still okay to open a small stove for you for the sake of my face." Guan Yan said with a smile.

How many people want to study under the master, many of them are talented and intelligent, but without exception, none of them can enter the master's eyes, and they are all turned away.

Guan Yan emphasized seriously: "You should be happy, because this is really a rare opportunity."

"Okay, accept your kindness, can you go directly to Master Shen with this business card?" Luo Chuan shook the card.

Guan Yan nodded, took a deep look at Luo Chuan, and turned around to leave in style.

Only leaves a cool back.

Luo Chuan smiled helplessly, went out to find the mahjong at the door, and briefly talked about it. Mahjong didn't ask much, and planned to wait for Shen Cong's open class here, so Luo Chuan came to the infirmary by himself.

For the public class of the master of national arts, Luo Chuan is really not very interested, it is better to start a game.

Thinking like this, Luo Chuan sent Guan Yan a long-cherished short video. It is a wonderful game of a fish platform anchor in the peace elite, and the finals are one against twelve, and the Jedi fights back.

This video can be said to be the pinnacle of the fat anchor, from marksmanship to consciousness, all of them are crushing the existence of the same level, even Luo Chuan was surprised when he saw it for the first time. It wasn't until I studied it for a long time that I was sure that he didn't hang up.

When he came to the infirmary, Childe was playing a game with his legs on the hospital bed, and the old man was mummified in bandages, sitting on the side, staring intently at Childe's mobile phone screen, whether he could watch or not.

Although Childe is cynical, he is indeed an invincible god of war rank, and he is in the top 100 points in Luochuan District. Properly rely on talent to eat.

Luo Chuan plays games for fun, and it can be regarded as because of his phobia of guns, he was not interested in firearms before, and he could only feel firearms through games, but then again, what kind of young man with strong blood doesn't like these guys?

Unlike Luo Chuan, Childe practiced guns purely to make appointments with nearby girls, and the purpose was simple and rude.

Mahjong is played professionally. As for the old man, he is amazing, he likes the big pineapple gun, the most awesome game, this thing picked up 700+ 556 bullets, and there is not even a bandage in the bag, just do it.

The two of them were playing energetically, one playing, the other looking at it, and they didn't treat Luo Chuan who came in as a person.

Luo Chuan found a stool to sit down, casually threw the business card given to him by Guan Yan to the old man, and said to the son: "Come and take me one, there is no old man's golden rank, we are just two rows."

"What's this?" The old man wrapped in bandages laboriously picked up the business card with two fingers, and after seeing Shen Cong's name on it, he asked strangely, "Why are you giving me this thing?"

"Master Xiaozao special VIP card, with it, you can have a glimpse of the style of the master of national arts, learn the supreme fighting skills, originally only the royal relatives deserve to have, today Dad is high, get one from someone else, give it to you."

Gongzi glanced at it, and cooperated with Luo Chuan to nod and praise: "There is no doubt that this thing is genuine, and the old man of Ruzi has the qualifications of the emperor, and it is a perfect match for this thing."

"Haha, I got it from a beautiful girl, let the old man contact it. Come on, do a game? ”

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