Next to the vibrating mobile phone, there are also a few scattered lollipops.

Even through the packaging, it seems that you can smell the faint smell of lychee.

Indoor shooting range

The last shot was fired quietly, and it was hit.

Quietly Xu Huanyan has two more shots, in fact, this kind of play, if you can get one or two shots, you are all masters.

However, I don't know if it was quietly with Xu Huanyan, who was in a particularly good state today, or if the difficulty was reduced indoors.

Every shot fired by the two of them hit.

Quietly ripped off the black cloth strip on his face and walked towards Xu Huanyan.

There was a slight flame in his wet eyes.

That's the excitement of meeting an opponent in chess, it's rare to meet an opponent of the same level, and it's also this handsome man.

"A little capable, are you still playing?" Quietly ripped off the strip of cloth on Xu Huanyan's face and asked with a smile.

Xu Huanyan's cold eyes looked at the quietly, and he didn't speak, just kept watching.

When I was quietly training her before, I told her that you find these trainings boring now.

Later, under special conditions, when you use them, you will find that they are so useful.

When a shot was fired just now, and when he was hit again, Xu Huanyan deeply felt this feeling.

This kind of shock is the same as the time in country F, she calculated the positioning according to the visual inspection that she quietly taught her, and ran with all her strength to find the sniper. Hit the point, the same feeling as a headshot.

It was all so agitated, I felt that my blood was hot, my whole body was on fire, and my throat was about to burn.

But this is the feeling that makes her feel like a sniper in her hand. Shooting guns are all in her blood.

"No more playing!" Xu Huanyan looked quietly and said.

Her blood was tumbling and burning, and she wanted to continue to compete with her quietly.

Even if it's more than assembling a firearm, she thinks.

However, her hands were shaking, and she couldn't hold a gun.

When she saw Quiet just now, she could still control her emotions.

But after these shots, she could clearly feel that she couldn't hold back.

Quietly smiling and shrugging, although she still wants to have another good time, but it is not difficult to force others.

Quietly holding the sniper. The spear walked to Zhan Qing's side, and then threw the gun to Chi Shuai on the side.

"Hungry!" I didn't eat much at noon, and now it's past eight o'clock in the evening, and I'm really hungry.

Zhan Qing was still playing in his head, quietly giving her a gun.

This was right in front of him, Zhan Qing's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple slid a little.

"Who are you talking to?" Zhan Qing didn't move, but said in a hoarse voice.

The voice sounded a little cold, but it was flirtatious.

Quietly in my heart, this man is here again.

No wonder there are so many women, they are so special that they can flirt, and they keep flirting all the time.

"Uncle Nine, I'm hungry......" quietly grabbed Zhan Qing's arm, and held the big hand with his small hand.

For a while, he picked at the palm of Zhanqing's hand, which was an action that he often did before he quietly lost his memory.

The quiet sound of Uncle Jiu, as well as the action of picking at his palm, made Zhan Qing's heart fill again.

Every day for the past three years, his mind has been echoing, quietly with a soft voice from Uncle Jiu.

And she hooks every little action of herself, repeating it every day, staying up, waiting.

"Seeing that you are so hungry, I'm afraid that the food in the canteen won't be able to feed you, so it's better to eat Uncle Nine!"

Zhan Qing leaned over slightly and whispered in his whispered ear.

"Wash it and eat it for you, you can eat it anywhere!"