Chapter 939: If You Have a Kind, You Can Try It

"Qin Ye, there is a rule in the team, you are not allowed to bring even a piece of paper on your body during training, and you even brought fruit here? You, you, you ......"

When he was hungry, he saw the red cherry blossom on the top of Qin Ye's head that was still shiny.

Everyone was speechless.

Even the focus of attention is crooked.

Qin Ye grinned, "This is what I picked on the fruit tree when I passed through the forest just now, this shouldn't be considered a violation, right?" ”

As he spoke, Qin Ye took the fruit from the top of his head and clicked it, putting the remaining half back on his head.

The sound of chewing fruit was particularly crisp in the silent night, and someone was already swallowing.

The question is, they have been training for more than half a month, and they have to carry weights every two days, why do they run so many times and don't find that there are fruit trees in the forest?

None of them found out, how did Qin Ye, a newcomer, find out?

Also, they are tired and breathless, and she still has the leisure to pick wild fruits?

Suddenly a little understood why Qin Ye appeared here, and everyone looked at Mao Zirui again, and their faces were already full of irrepressible sympathy.

Mao Zirui whined, and his heart was like a soybean in a frying pan, jumping around.

The dough is even redder.

It is said that a big man spits on a pit, and if he says it, he will spill out the water, can he still take it back?

On the one hand, she felt that Qin Ye was deliberate, which might be a means for her to bluff.

On the one hand, I felt that Qin Ye might be very powerful, and I had encountered a hard stubble this time.

The two villains in her mind were inseparable, and Mao Zirui looked at Qin Ye with indignant eyes, just seeing the ridicule of Chi Guoguo in her eyes.

If you don't accept it, admit defeat, lest you die worse in a while!

The blood surged, Mao Zirui took off the hat on his head and slammed it on the ground, "Come on, I'm afraid you'll beg!" ”

Wu Zhiqiang frowned, but finally sighed and asked someone to get the gun.

This kind of thing is all too common!

The right thing to do is to dredge up, let the two people who have the wrong temper fight within a safe range, and solve the mustard without causing any death.

Otherwise, blindly suppressing will double their temper, and they may do something irreparable where their superiors don't see it.

A moment later, someone brought the gun.

Wu Zhiqiang looked at Qin Ye and Mao Zirui, "Who will come first?" ”

"Me!"

hurriedly grabbed a sentence, but found that Qin Ye didn't mean to speak at all, and Mao Zirui's face turned white.

Then, regardless of it, he took the gun.

On the other side, Qin Ye had already walked to the target 50 meters away.

With a buzz, the lights in the training ground came on.

In the bright lights, Mao Zirui raised his gun and aimed at the fruit on Qin Ye's head, and a touch of bloodthirsty madness suddenly floated in his heart.

Originally, it was only necessary to count the rings at the end of each target to determine the winner or loser.

It's Qin Ye who is not afraid of death, and he wants to be a real target.

So if he shoots crookedly, at most he is inferior to others, right?

Thinking so, Mao Zirui pressed the head of the gun down a little.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes, and when Mao Zirui looked over again, he saw the grim smile on Qin Ye's face.

As if to say: there is a kind of you try!

She had guessed what was going on in his mind?

Mao Zirui's heart trembled.

Under the bright light, the young man's eyes were cold, but there was no trace of timidity.

And the coldness on her lips made her whole person seem more calm and calm, as if she was not afraid of any intrigues and tricks in this world.

The fear in his heart unconsciously rose to the maximum, and Mao Zirui couldn't even hold the gun steadily.

Thinking that the target shooting was proposed by himself, he escaped from the battle at this time, and in this life, he could not escape the reputation of a deserter.

Mao Zirui calmed down.

Burst.

With a soft sound, the bullets from the airsoft gun shot out of the chamber.

Everything that happened in front of them once again made everyone's eyes fall to the ground.