"Who taught you to hold a gun like that?" Yan Zi snorted coldly and hit her on the shoulder, and the pretentious finch suddenly wilted.

Standing there dejectedly, letting the words fiddle,

"Put it up! Don't put your fingers here, here, raise them a little here......"

After fiddling with it for a long time, Yan Zijiao's patience was only a little bit, and he directly took the gun and made a standard demonstration.

"Look closely and see how I do it. One more time! ”

The finch appointed with the gun in his head thought about what Yan Zijiao had just done, and did it one by one, no matter what he did, he couldn't make Yan Zijiao's brows soothe.

"If you can't cook well, you won't have meat to eat!"

No meat to eat!

No meat to eat!

……

These three words are like a magic spell, which makes the state of the bird's positive urine test suddenly explode, and the little face is tense, not to mention that it really looks like that.

"Shoot!"

"Bang!" As soon as the shot was fired, Yan Zi didn't blink his eyebrows, and Juli Maruko was naturally injured a little.

"Go on!"

The finch didn't even dare to turn her head back, and continued to shoot, this time three times in a row. The heart kept the original movements, quietly waiting to be scolded.

"Practice hard, if you don't practice well, you won't have meat to eat!"

No meat to eat!

Talking about meat every day, the finch hates the toothache, she is a carnivorous bird, not a vegetarian.

How much hatred is in his heart, how calm his face is, and the finch does not dare to show the slightest displeasure. The finch who is familiar with Yanzi's style knows that he has no way back at all if he is provoked, and maybe he will increase the punishment.

The thought of increasing the time of vegetarianism made the finch shudder, and did not dare to wake up at all.

Anyway, she grabbed enough bullets, stood in the clearing, and shot at the target with a bang. Shake your arm sorely, and then continue. When your legs are numb, move and continue.

She didn't know where Yan Zijiao's standard was, but she knew that his standard was definitely not low.

The appointed one fired, bang, bang, and then she simply closed her eyes and shot by feeling. Later, her feet moved, and she took out a sofa and sat on it, practicing while looking for feelings.

The finches were playing, and suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped a lot, and I felt strange. The temperature in the secret realm is constant, and you won't feel it at all.

Why is it cold?

Belch......

The finch looked up sharply, and when she saw the cold face, her hands trembled in fright. Then he reacted, stood up suddenly, his waist was straight, and he practiced target shooting very skillfully.

Yan Zijiao's eyes are very good, and he squints his eyes and clearly sees the direction in which the bullet is rushing out. He raised his wrist and looked at the data displayed on it, the anger in his heart disappeared a little, and his face was still cold.

"Practice moving target shooting!"

With a few words, the scene changed again, to be precise, the target on the opposite side suddenly changed its position, far and near, standing in different directions. The finch had a solemn expression and concentrated on practicing.

Yan Zijiao looked at it for a while, turned to leave, and saw that Ao Jin was also busy with a small face, and suddenly found that he seemed to have nothing to do.

In the past few days in the secret realm, the outside world has only been a few hours, and thinking of the frightened look of the finch when he saw him, Yan Zijiao frowned.

He didn't want fear, but he didn't even know what he wanted.

The finch is very dependent on him, and he doesn't know the feeling of being relied on, but the person in front of him is the finch child, and his mood will be inexplicably good.