Chapter 920: Have a lot of fun
"I said you had good marksmanship." Feng Sheng, who had just retracted his gaze, looked at Luo Yangyang again, "You shot at the target, right?" Didn't you see how many rings you shot yourself? ”
After he entered the shooting room, he guessed the direction of Luo Yangyang's shooting from her standing, and then took a look at the target.
"I was patronizing Anna at the time, how can I have time to see a few rings, have you seen it? How many rings? ”
When Luo Yangyang thought about it now, he suddenly became interested, and patted his canonized arm excitedly.
She caught a glimpse of the direction of the gun, and then the muzzle of the gun moved from Anna's eyebrows and shot in the direction of the target, without aiming at all.
Listening to the meaning of canonization, he must have seen the target of the gun, and the number of rings she shot should be not bad.
"Want to know?"
Seeing that Luo Yangyang was so excited, Feng Sheng deliberately sold Guanzi.
This little thing, he was so worried about her before, and he dared to have a good time with her.
"Of course, say it!" Luo Yangyang patted the little hand on the shoulder of the saint, and he was excited to beat him, "Hurry up!" ”
She practiced her marksmanship for a week, and although she was quite satisfied with her marksmanship in the end, the shot she had just fired was random, which was different from the meaning of aiming and shooting.
"Kiss me, and I'll tell you."
The upper body of the canonization tilted slightly in the direction of the passenger seat, and he cheekily tilted his neck and offered his cheeks.
“…… Rogue! ”
Luo Yangyang's excited little face suddenly darkened, and he scolded angrily and funny.
This time, she leaned over without twisting at all, and on Jun's face, which couldn't even see the pores, she pouted and chirped several times.
'Bobo~'
"It's over kissing, say it quickly!"
After Luo Yangyang kissed it, he looked at the canonization with a look of hope.
"That's good." Satisfied, he reached out and stroked Luo Yangyang's little head a few times before finally relenting and said, "Ten rings." ”
The little thing's marksmanship, how to say, really doesn't have much talent.
When she was still at the base yesterday, at a distance of 100 meters, she maintained a posture and did not move, and if one out of ten shots could hit the ten rings, it was already God's eyes.
Therefore, when he saw that she shot a ten-ring with one shot, he was still a little surprised in his heart.
At the critical moment, the chain is not dropped, and the marksmanship has grown, which is good, very good.
"Wow! It's true? Luo Yangyang's big crystal eyes instantly became brighter, as if he had hit the light, "I knew I was a sharpshooter!" The sharpshooter of the Ten Rings of Guns! ”