"Bang..... Off-target ....."

"Bang bang..... Off-target ....."

The electronic sounds continued to sound, indicating that with a spear master like Zhu Kunming, the rookie still couldn't get rid of the fate of the rookie.

"Aim with your heart, sometimes what you see is not necessarily right, and what you feel is not necessarily wrong! Rookie shoots by aiming, and masters shoot by feeling. Feel your hands, feel your guns! ”

Zhu Kunming stood beside Wen Ting and rubbed Wen Ting's wrists, you must know that although the pistols of the gun club are all to reduce recoil, but if there was no Zhu Kunming's plug-in, Wen Ting and the others would have swollen wrists.

"Why is it so difficult to make a ten-ring game!" Wen Ting shook the pistol, so frightened that Ying Wanmiao on the side couldn't help but take two steps back.

"With a ten-meter fixed target, ordinary people may not be able to hit the bull's-eye even for a month. In addition to patience, talent is actually more important. Zhu Kunming bowed his head and said, he had said something like this, in the church of the Lord.

"Can you hit?" Wen Ting handed the pistol to Zhu Kunming and asked suspiciously.

Rick's marksmanship is a mess, but Wen Ting doesn't think that Zhu Kunming also has such good marksmanship. Because being the boss is the same as being the boss in a hotel, can you say that the owner of the hotel will definitely stir-fry.

"Hehe, I haven't touched a robbery for many years, but at my level, the sense of the gun will not decline!"

Zhu Kunming took the pistol handed by Wen Ting, gently pulled the bolt, and raised the gun without relent.

"Click....." The bolt clicked, and the gun Wen Ting used was a women's pistol, and the small recoil also meant worse stability.

"Bang bang..... Ten Rings ....."

"Bang bang bang..... Ten Rings ....."

Zhu Kunming didn't look at the target behind him and raised his gun to shoot, and after emptying the magazine in a row, all the bullets hit the red heart accurately.

"Isn't it! It's all ten rings! Wen Ting stood up in disbelief and checked the position of the bullseye one by one, and found that there was a circle on each paper target with a red heart in the middle.

"Awesome!" Looking at Zhu Kunming, who looked disappreciative, Ying Wanmiao on the side also swallowed his saliva.

"Of course,?? Of course, I started with this! ”

Listening to Ying Wanmiao's words, Zhu Kunming played with the gun in his hand, with a look of affirmation on his face.

..........

In the evening, Zhu Kunming drove Ying Wanmiao back, and then returned home with Wen Ting.

After .....returning home, Zhu Kunming took advantage of Wen Ting's cooking to take out a freezer from the space, and after entering the password, the freezer slowly opened, and inside were three bright red potions.

This is the elixir of hope, and it is also the elixir of angels. They come from a boy named Hope, who adds a thousand years to a person's lifespan and inspires several novel abilities. "For details, please see Chapter 231, Hope"

Zhu Kunming skillfully removed the potion and then placed it in a special syringe.

This hope elixir is not large, only the size of a little finger, and the serum in it is also only an induction. However, although the potion is inconspicuous, Zhu Kunming knows that this is the ladder to make people immortal, and it is also the first step for Zhu Kunming to make Wen Ting immortal.

"Wife, what do you want to eat?" Zhu Kunming put the syringe into his sleeve and walked towards the kitchen.

Chinese Ting in the kitchen is cooking chicken soup, in fact, Wen Ting's cooking is not delicious. But Zhu Kunming felt that maybe it was his own life, and no matter how delicious it was made by outsiders, Zhu Kunming couldn't eat it.

"Hurry up and wash your hands, and you'll be eating in a minute!" Wen Ting didn't look at Zhu Kunming, but stared at the pressure cooker with a concentrated look.

"Hug ....." Zhu Kunming stepped forward to be a bear hug, and then crossed his hands on Wen Ting's chest to hold the pair of undulations.

"Die, what a man who is not on the right track!" Wen Ting slapped Zhu Kunming's arm with a smile and slapped Zhu Kunming's hand away.

Zhu Kunming buried his head in Wen Ting's neck, and when he withdrew his hand, he exposed a needle on his fingertips.

"Oops, you're holding my hair down!" Zhu Kunming's speed is fast, and this syringe was designed by Dr. Manhattan at the beginning, and the needle pierced the skin like a mosquito bite.

"Where, where? I'll rub it for you! Zhu Kunming's hand rubbed Wen Ting's injected neck, and the warm energy in her hand was transmitted into Wen Ting's body, making her feel indescribably comfortable.

"Obedient, go wash your hands!" Wen Ting, who was warm all over, moved her neck and said disapprovingly.

"Brush the ....." I saw that the spoon placed next to the pressure cooker with Wen Ting's movements was touched, and it flew down to the ground with a spin in the air.

"Bang ....." Wen Ting grabbed it, and the soup spoon made of ceramics was firmly grasped by a pair of jade hands.

"Huh!" Wen Ting looked at the soup spoon that was caught by herself in surprise, and her face showed a look of disbelief.

"My wife is amazing!" Looking at the surprised expression on Wen Ting's face, Zhu Kunming smiled and said nothing, because just now in order to allow Wen Ting to absorb the life essence in the serum as soon as possible, Zhu Kunming used his own energy as a guide.

"You know, it's amazing! Go wash your hands, I'll make it up for you at night, and I'll squeeze you dry! Wen Ting smiled evilly, and then pushed Zhu Kunming out of the kitchen. In this way, Wen Ting was still looking at the chicken soup, and she didn't notice what Zhu Kunming had done from beginning to end, and she didn't know how much killing and cruel human experiments were contained in it just now.

Great and evil coexist forever in this world, just as heroin was first used as medicine.

Zhu Kunming walked out of the kitchen with a smile, and then came to the bathroom and gently closed the door, because the big dream space had already begun to urge him.

"I can't die, I'm still waiting to come back and hurt my wife!"

Zhu Kunming, who was in the bathroom, glanced at the bedroom through the crack in the door, and found another reason for himself to live.

"Ding..... Prepare the host to travel to the world of Resident Evil. This world contains the last piece of the Rubik's Cube, which is not allowed to return to reality until it is found. ”

"Let the game ..... Let's start....." Zhu Kunming was dressed in a black power suit, and with a wipe of his hand on his face, he put a black sunglasses on his face.

In the mirror in the bathroom, a man in black is standing proudly, with a face that has seen through the indifference of life and death.

"Teleportation begins..... Real-world time pauses ....."

The cold metal sound of the big dream space penetrated Zhu Kunming's ears, and then the light flashed, and Zhu Kunming was in another world.

The sky was gray with smoke and dust, and the city stood in the firelight, screaming, crying, and shouting, and it was an apocalyptic scene.

Zhu Kunming, dressed in black, walked leisurely on the street, the street was full of vehicles congested together, and countless people screamed in horror, resisting the people who had turned into monsters.

(End of chapter)