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Uncle Tong on the side heard this, and while sweating for Qin quietly, he couldn't hold back his desire to laugh.

He found that Qin Shao had also changed when he came back this time, and he had become skinny.

I used to be very afraid of the Ninth Master, but now I dare to joke with the Ninth Master like this.

"Yes, do you want Uncle Nine to have a fight with you now-egg!"

Zhan Qing was not displeased, but a trace of ambiguity appeared on his cold face. Ambiguous smile.

The word "egg" is particularly heavy.

Qin quietly bit his chopsticks, his face flushed, and his wet eyes looked at Uncle Nine sadly.

However, what I thought in my heart was, where do I have "eggs" for you?

"Uncle Nine, let's grill shrimp for me to eat!" Qin quietly used chopsticks to push the plate of shrimp in front of Uncle Nine.

"I'm coming, Ninth Master!" Uncle Tong was about to step forward, but was stopped by Zhan Qing with a wave of his hand, "Uncle Tong, go and rest!" ”

Uncle Tong answered, glanced at Qin Xin again, and then exited the restaurant.

Zhan Qing looked at Qin Xian while picking shrimp, that look, that action, it was like ......

In Qin Xin's opinion, it was as if what he was holding in his hand was not a shrimp, but her......

Because Uncle Jiu's eyes are really Chiguoguo's undisguised.

A shrimp that had been cleaned and placed on her plate.

"Where did you learn to shoot?" Zhan Qing picked up another shrimp and asked.

"The shooting gallery next to the museum is now abandoned...... Qin was stunned for a moment and replied.

On the way back, she also wondered why Uncle Nine didn't ask her something after watching those videos.

"It's an old knife who taught you how to shoot?" Zhanqing's hand was also slightly stunned.

"How does Uncle Nine know?" Qin quietly nodded, she really didn't know that Uncle Nine would know about the old knife.

That weird old knife who never deals with people, Uncle Nine even knows it.

Zhan Qing didn't speak, no wonder Qin Xian's marksmanship would be so good, it was not strange that the old knife taught it.

"How big a gun?" Zhan Qing threw a clean shrimp into Qin Xin's plate again.

"Thirteen years old, the year my second uncle died......"

When Qin quietly said this, he exhaled.

That year, for her, was really a year of turning points of fate, and too many things happened.

Zhan Qing also noticed that this was the second time Qin Xin had told him that his second uncle had died.

It seems that he cares a lot about the death of his second uncle.

The president asked him to bring back quietly when he was fifteen years old......

It turned out that two years earlier, this kid had touched a gun.

"Why learn to shoot?" Zhan Qing thought that he needed to get to know his quietly again now.

"I don't want to be beaten and bullied anymore, because those people are too much, and my dad is not a fugitive......"

When Qin quietly said this, a pair of wet eyes turned red, and a layer of mist was clothed.

Just looked at Zhan Qing like that, and he felt distressed when he saw it.

"At that time, when I was young, I thought that the gun was the most powerful thing, so I ran to the shooting hall, I hid in the bathroom, and later was found by the old knife, he asked me why I wanted to learn a gun, I said I was going to find my dad......"

"Coincidentally, the old knife actually knew my father, and just like that, I learned to shoot a gun......"

Qin quietly only said that he learned to shoot a gun, and this part of the matter is true.

However, there is no mention of the two years she went abroad in secret, because that would expose her as the queen of firearms.

"When was the first killing?" Qin quietly killed Commander Sang's knife, which was fast and ruthless, and it was not the first time he had killed someone.

Qin quietly put the shrimp in his mouth and chewed it slowly, "Sixteen years old......