"Boring." Shen Qing glanced at him indifferently, opened the door and went out.

"Qingqing." Gu Ting stood up and laughed silently.

"Master, breakfast is here." Eleven came not long after Shen Qing left, and he put breakfast on the table and glanced at the bed inside.

Miss Shen hasn't gotten up yet?

Gu Ting looked at the breakfast on the table, all of which were Shen Qing's favorite food.

"Chacha, where is Qingqing going during this time?"

"Master, didn't you order us not to check on Miss Shen?"

"Do you have an opinion?" Gu Ting picked up the chopsticks and broke them with one hand.

Trumpet!

"I'll arrange it right away!"

**

Country Y, Bukfu Shooting Club.

On the open field, a row of targets was erected.

The woman with a beautiful figure wears a fox mask on her face and holds a gun in one hand, aiming at the target.

Boom!

Right in the bull's-eye.

"Wow! Instructor Xia is so handsome! The men on the sidelines whistled frantically.

Xia Mang narrowed his eyes, tucked the pistol at his waist, and turned to look at the tall man in camouflage.

"Are you convinced?"

Hans looked down and smiled, his flirtatious gaze falling on the woman's heaving chest.

"Miss Xia, of course, a dead target is easier to hit than a living person."

"Heh, you were the one who compared marksmanship at the beginning, pillow, and now it's you who says no, I see you, not only not now, but also not in the future."

When everyone heard Xia Mang's voice, they burst into laughter.

Hans's face froze, and his face sank suddenly, "We are better than the living target." ”

Xia Mang pouted, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, does the old lady look idle?" ”

"Miss Xia." Hans took out his gun and pointed it at Xia Mang, "We have a big game in this game." After speaking, he looked at Xia Mang's eyes more and more astringent.

"Neuropathy." Xia Mang glanced at him and turned to leave.

Hans stared at the woman's back like a hungry wolf, a wicked smile on his lips.

Xia Mang took out his mobile phone from his pants and saw the message sent by Shen Qing an hour ago.

[Shamang: I've finished training. 】

After sending the text message, she raised her head to look at the slowly sinking sunset, and touched the sweat on her forehead.

"Grass, hell weather, so hot." As he spoke, Xia Mang unbuttoned his green camouflage jacket, revealing the white vest inside.

"Ahh

Suddenly, someone grabbed her hand from behind, and the mobile phone she was holding in her hand fell to the ground.

Xia Mang condensed his eyes, flexibly broke away, and kicked the sneak attacker.

"Hans?" Looking at the tall man, Xia Mang's eyes narrowed, "Are you trying to break the agreement?" ”

Hans chuckled under his breath and pulled out the gun in his back.

Xia Mang paused, reached out and touched the gun bag on his waist, it was empty!

"Miss Xia, I like your body." Hans smiled, and did not shy away from looking at Xia Mang.

He had noticed her from the day she came to the club.

"Miss Xia, you should know that the people of S Continent are eyeing you, if you sleep with me......"

Hans smiled, "I can help you settle it." ”

"Shh Xia Mang rolled his eyes, "The old lady likes little white faces, you are stupid and big, too ugly." ”

Besides, he is a small instructor, can he still deal with those mercenaries who don't want to die in S Zhou?

Xia Mang hooked his lips and squatted down.

"I warn you, don't try to play tricks." Hans's gun was loaded.

"Just lace up your shoes, bag." Xia Mang glanced at him and suddenly stretched out his hand to him.

A small, silver-white nail struck at Hans's door.

"Slut!" Hans dodged, fell to the ground, and fired two shots in the direction of Shaman.

Xia Mang's pupils shrank, and she didn't hit it, the hidden weapon that Shen Qing gave her was already the last one.

"Die!" Hans became murderous and fired another shot at Shaman, who was rolling on the ground.

Even if she dies here, she can be charged with S Zhou.

Boom!

Before the bullet could reach Xia Mang's body, it was opened by another resistance.

Xia Mang was overjoyed in his heart, and quickly looked around to find the familiar figure.

Hans was also stunned, only to find that on the top of the three-meter-high wall, there was a man in a black robe, tightly wrapped.

"Who are you? Dare to trespass on Beifu! Hans fired a shot in the direction of the man in black.

The man raised his gun and shot the bullet he had fired.

Hans was shocked, his marksmanship was so accurate, could it be Li ......

Shen Qing landed quickly along the rope, and only a pair of eyes could be seen in the whole person.

"Someone you can't afford to offend." Shen Qing looked at him indifferently, raised his hand, and the metal round box in his palm folded out in the setting sun.

Before Hans could run, there was a pain in his waist, and he fell to the ground weakly.