(Maopu Chinese) The villa manor covers an area of 1,000 square meters, located in the southwest corner, is a huge indoor shooting gallery.

For Xiao Yichen, Mu Yazhe has always been willing to devote his heart and soul to cultivation.

When Xiao Yichen just learned to walk, he threw the child into the special training camp to observe the special training of soldiers.

When he was young, Old Man Mu cultivated him in the same way, and every summer, he would be thrown into the special training camp for special training.

Under the influence of Mu Yazhe, Xiao Yichen developed a strong interest in firearms and fighting at a young age.

When he was two years old, when other children were still babbling, Xiao Yichen held a pacifier and was able to skillfully assemble and unload various guns and ammunition.

Even if you still admire the old man, you can't help but be amazed!

Children of the same age as him, perhaps still trying to learn to speak, have some talents, like to paint on white paper, and are still obsessed with interesting toys, but Xiao Yichen seems to have inherited the iron-blooded genes in Mu Yazhe's body, and he doesn't like to dance and ink, but is very keen on fighting and firearms.

At the age of five, he officially entered the barracks, and instead of complaining, he was excited about the heavy training.

Old Man Mu was amazed, this child, compared to Mu Yazhe when he was young, was not only inferior, but better than blue.

In the villa manor, there is not only a fencing hall, but also an archery hall, a shooting range, and a fighting arena, all of which are prepared for Xiao Yichen.

At the moment, the archery hall.

Silence.

It was so quiet that even a pin dropped on the ground could be heard.

Xiao Yichen was wearing a handsome and neat protective suit, his body was upright, holding a heavy bow and arrow in his hand, holding his breath and concentrating, focusing on aiming at the arrow target a hundred meters away, and his fingers were buckled into the bowstring.

With a "boom", the arrow off the string seemed to be mixed with the momentum of thunder, and the calcium carbide spark arrow was fired in an instant, accurately penetrating the red heart.

"Little Master......"

Behind him, the hurried nanny had been waiting behind him for a long time, and when she saw him put down her bow and arrow, she said softly: "The old man and the young lady called you to go to breakfast." ”

Xiao Yichen seemed to ignore it, turned around with a cold expression, unloaded the equipment on his body expressionlessly, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "Did Daddy come back last night?" ”

"Back to the little master, the young master didn't come back last night."

"Oh."

Xiao Yichen's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes were a little lonely. After being silent for a while, he picked up the towel handed by the servant on the side and wiped the fine sweat oozing from his face.

"If I don't go to eat, tell grandpa and mommy, I don't have an appetite."

The cold words revealed that he was a little lost at the moment.

The nanny said with a worried face: "Little master, if you don't go to breakfast, the master will be worried." Skipping breakfast is not good for your health. ”

"Then prepare one for me and send it to my study." Xiao Yichen said coldly, walked out of the archery hall, and left.

The nanny behind him looked at his cold northern shadow and sighed slightly.

This temperament, father and son are really the same.

However, she had no choice but to hurry to report, and hurriedly arranged for the carefully prepared ones to be sent to the study early. Cat flutter Chinese