Murong Yanxing's voice was very good, and it was ...... If you can lower it for a few minutes, it will have a very xìng gǎn taste, which increases the resonance of the chest cavity, but it is not as monotonous as the voice of the announcer's flat voice, adding a little subtle hoarse timbre, which is very special.

Now, this voice is very close to you, speaking in your ear, and the whole person is very close.

He asked her...... "Do you like it?" ”

This sentence is even more reminiscent.

How could you not like it!

"Well, I like ......" Mu Yutian said slowly, her voice was a little smaller, even she was a little surprised, her voice seemed to be a few points better, it didn't look like her own voice.

"Do you want what you like?" Murong Yanxing continued to ask.

"Huh?" Mu Yutian figured out the meaning of his words, "But no matter how much I like it, the sparrowhawk is not mine." ”

Murong Yanxing took the gun back from her hand, picked up the bullets in the xiāng zǐ and loaded them.

The sparrowhawk loaded with bullets was a little heavier, but as Murong Yanxing said, he was much lighter than ordinary guns, so even a person like Mu Yutian, who had no formal training and had less wrist strength, could keep his shooting posture without shaking.

Murong Yanxing installed the bullet, turned the gun in his hand, came to Mu Yutian, took the gun upside down, and pointed the handle of the gun at Mu Yutian: "You come and try." ”

Murong Yanxing raised his chin lightly and motioned for Mu Yutian to walk to the target.

"Hmm!" Mu Yutian finally came back to her senses from the state she had just had, and she was still a little excited when she thought that she would be able to shoot really soon.

Coming to the front of the target, the shǒu qiāng shot at a distance of twenty-five meters and fifty meters, respectively.

Of course, it is impossible for Murong Yanxing to let Mu Yutian, who has primary contact with guns, choose to be far away.

In fact, twenty-five meters is a very short distance, but standing in front of the target and seeing the shrunken target, Mu Yutian also felt ...... Twenty-five meters doesn't seem very close!

The first time he grabbed it, he had to shoot, and Mu Yutian naturally maintained a high degree of concentration.

The gun in her hand is a real gun.

"In this way, aim with your right eye, your head, slightly too much, but not too ......much," Murong Yan punished her, "Yes, it's probably this posture, and then you can adjust it according to your state, find your most comfortable and favorite move, there are no special skills, how you think you can shoot the most accurately, just shoot well." ”

Murong Yanxing took the gun over: "In this way, open the safe, you remember that once the gun is loaded, unless the safety is re-inforced, it will become very dangerous." ”

Murong Yanxing used his big hand to wrap the back of Mu Yutian's hand: "Whether it's shooting or moving, I don't have any requirements for you, but this matter, no matter what, you must remember to do it." That is, after shǒu qiāng is loaded, you have to protect the trigger position with the palm of your hand in case it goes off, remember? ”

Mu Yutian listened carefully, knowing that Murong Yanxing was thinking about his own safety, so he nodded vigorously.

"You just said that since you were a child, you have hoped to have your own ǔ qì to protect yourself." Murong Yanxing glanced at her and continued, "Although you now have my protection, you probably don't need anything, but I think you should be happy if you can have a sparrowhawk, right?" ”