There is no such thing as guns in the Divine Continent.

The original owner didn't learn it, and the last time she wore this book, she only learned the theory, but she died under this thing last time, and she knew the power of this thing, and she didn't want to die under this thing this time.

This place is what she heard Su Chen say in her previous life.

This country is still martial, and schools have courses in this area, but because this kind of thing is more lethal and the management is very strict, many rich and powerful people are usually frequent visitors to the shooting hall.

After applying for a card, someone brought Su Jiahe to the venue.

It was the first time she had seen such a scene, the constant sound of someone loading, firing, bullets breaking through the air, and rake.

Inexplicably made her blood boil.

This feeling has never been felt since she wore it into the book.

Feeling this way again, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Su Jiahe's face.

Su Jiahe, however, didn't rush to get started by herself, but went to see the people in the shooting gallery.

Turning around and finding that a man's shooting action was great, almost every shot was on the red heart, Su Jiahe couldn't help but stop beside him and pay attention to his movements.

Zhan Ling had already noticed the person standing next to him, and shot the last shot, looking at Su Jiahe with peach blossom eyes and saying, "Little sister, the first time?" ”

Su Jiahe nodded sincerely.

Her appearance is too outstanding, and Zhan Ling, who likes beauties, smiled more affectionately: "Is my brother handsome?" Say that your brother is handsome, and your brother will teach you to play. ”

Su Jiahe raised his head and looked at Zhan Ling's appearance.

Even in camouflage uniform, this man is very charming, and his peach blossom eyes are smiling like a peacock with an open screen.

She doesn't like this kind of man, and he is not as handsome as her enemy.

Su Jiahe shook his head: "Not handsome." ”

Zhan Ling, who has always been invincible, hit the wall for the first time, and the brothers standing next to him laughed.

"Don't move!"

"Well done little sister! He's just a, just ignore him. ”

Su Jiahe nodded, looked at Zhan Ling's appearance again, and said expressionlessly: "Don't be sad, I'm telling the truth." ”

Zhan Ling's mouthful of old blood almost spurted out, and her peach blossom eyes were not as affectionate as they were just now: "Your little girl's vision is quite high, I'll call someone for you, you can comment on it." ”

Zhan Ling felt that he couldn't be the only one who could be attacked, and turned to leave.

With him the brothers followed.

Su Jiahe didn't care, she was telling the truth, how could she feel that person was not very happy.

No matter what, continue to wander around the shooting range, but the people present don't seem to be as skilled as the one just now.

Qin Shou finished the last shot and was about to leave, when he looked up and saw a person, his face turned black.

He has liked Su Qing for many years, but Su Qing doesn't like him, and he doesn't force it, as long as Su Qing is happy.

But recently, Su Qing cried with him many times, all because of this Su Jiahe.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and strode in front of Su Jiahe: "Come, compare." ”

Su Jiahe looked at the person in front of him coldly, and said expressionlessly: "No." ”

Qin Shou thought she was scared, and before she could speak, the beautiful and indifferent girl opposite spit out a few words.

"You're so bad."

Is he too bad?

As early as when Qin Shou stopped Su Jiahe, the brothers around him also stopped shooting to watch the excitement.

"Hahaha, Ah Shou, you mocked someone who hadn't touched a gun."

These second generations are all in a circle, they are all in the first middle school of the empire, Su Qing is the goddess of the first middle school, and Su Jiahe is the shame of the first middle school, everyone knows it.

"Ah Shou, shame on you!"

Qin Shou's face became darker and darker as he got older, he picked up a gun from his side, pulled a gun flower in his hand, turned the muzzle of the gun to Su Jiahe, and pressed it against her forehead: "Is it better than that?" ”