Chapter 42: How's My Talent?

"Good fragrance ......" Lin Qiye, who was in pain all over, staggered out of the training room, smelling the fragrance coming from the activity room, and his eyes were rekindled like dead ashes.

The corners of Wen Qimo's mouth rose slightly, "It seems that your morning meal was not in vain......

Lin Qiye walked straight to the activity room, and just pushed the door in, and four pairs of resentful eyes swept over in unison.

"......" Lin Qiye felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, "What...... Finish? "

"Nothing, sit down and eat." Chen Muye glanced at him and said lightly.

"Oh."

Waiting for Lin Qiye to sit down, he looked at Chen Muye with red eyes, unspeakably pitiful.

"Let's eat." Finally, Chen Muye said the sentence that everyone had been waiting for for a long time.

Several people shot one after another, like wolves that had been hungry for a few days, and their eyes were red.

"Sister Hongying, your food for the Night's Watch...... Has it always been so good? Lin Qiye looked at the table full of food and asked in a low voice.

Hongying replied angrily: "I don't want to talk to you now." "

After Hongying finished speaking, she thought about it again and added, "I'll talk to you when I'm done eating!" "

Lin Qiye: ......

"Lin Qiye."

"Yes, Captain."

"After training today, have you gained anything?"

"Yes, a lot of gains."

"Hmm." Chen Muye nodded, paused, and continued, "Does it hurt?" "

"…… Somewhat. "

"Xiao Nan, I'll help him treat it later."

Si Xiaonan pouted and nodded obediently, "Okay." "

Chen Muye thought for a while and added, "You don't need to be completely cured, as long as you can be beaten tomorrow." "

Lin Qiye: ......

Smack!

Two pairs of chopsticks collided in the bone broth, making a slight noise.

The two pairs of chopsticks were deadlocked, holding that piece of meat, and no one would let anyone.

Hongying and Wu Xiangnan stared at each other with wide eyes, just frozen together, their eyes seemed to collide with a series of sparks in the air.

"Wu Xiangnan, this piece of meat is what I took a fancy to first." Hongying said with a glare.

Wu Xiangnan said calmly: "I caught it first." "

"You let go."

"I won't let it go."

"Let go!"

"Don't let it go!"

Thorn la la lala......

The sparks of collision between the two grew stronger.

At this moment, Leng Xuan, who was eating silently and had a very low sense of existence, stared at the piece of meat and reached out to touch it on his waist......

took out an MP5 miniature submachine gun,

It was placed on the table.

"Let it go." He said calmly.

Red Tassel: ......

Wu Xiangnan: ......

Leng Xuan naturally stretched out his chopsticks, took the largest piece of meat, hesitated for a moment, and put it into Lin Qiye's bowl.

"New here, eat more, and practice guns for a while."

Leng Xuan said coldly while putting away the submachine gun.

"Huh? Oh...... Good. Lin Qiye didn't react for a while, and then looked at Leng Xuan who was immersed in eating......

Boy

What does it mean that people don't talk much?

This is so special that people don't talk much!

"Leng Xuan, try not to pull out a gun at the table next time." Chen Muye opened his mouth and reminded,

"In case it goes wrong...... It's a pity to have this meal. "

Leng Xuan nodded, "Oh." "

Hongying and Wu Xiangnan glanced at each other, and at the same time obediently bowed their heads to eat.

When Lin Qiye ate all the food in the bowl, Leng Xuan stood up and walked to his side, and said lightly:

"Full?"

"It's full."

"Let's go, practice guns."

"Good!"

Looking at the backs of the two of them gradually disappearing into the aisle, Wen Qimo let out a long sigh and turned his head to look at Si Xiaonan.

"Xiao Nan."

"What's wrong?"

"Your status as a group pet has been replaced."

Si Xiaonan: ̄へ ̄

……

"Guns are thermal weapons, the crystallization of human ingenuity."

In the shooting room, Leng Xuan stood in front of a wall neatly hung with various guns, and said expressionlessly.

"For high-realm mythical creatures, they can play very little role, but for low-realm mythical creatures, guns are often more effective than cold weapons.

Especially for newcomers, it is necessary to learn how to use firearms without a strong level of melee combat. "

Leng Xuan took a pistol from the wall behind him and placed it in front of Lin Qiye.

"I'll only teach you two things, one is shooting skills, and the other is how firearms are composed, which is enough for you without any plans to specialize in firearms in the future."

Lin Qiye nodded one after another.

"Now, take this gun and shoot it, and let me see your talent." Leng Xuan pointed to the target not far away.

Lin Qiye nodded, picked up the pistol, and stood still in front of the shooting table.

breathe deeply

Learn the actions you see on TV,

Raise the gun,

aim

Shoot!

Bang——!

A gunshot rang out, and the two faces suddenly darkened.

Off target......

Leng Xuan walked to the target, repeatedly confirmed that there were no bullet holes, and his expression seemed a little ugly, "Can the 30-meter target miss the target?" This ......"

Lin Qiye put down the gun and coughed lightly, "That...... How's my talent? "

Leng Xuan glanced at him and closed his eyes in despair.

"You? You have a talent for yarn. "

Lin Qiye: ......

……

Back at Hongying's big villa, Lin Qiye fell weakly on the sofa and rubbed the corners of his tired eyes.

After this day's training, it can be said that he was tortured both physically and mentally, first by the captain and then by the rubber bullet into a sieve.

Although he was not tired from the gun class in the evening, it rubbed his pride on the ground again and again......

He has no talent for guns, really.

After this night's training, when he walked out of the training room, Lin Qiye obviously felt that Leng Xuan was more tired than him, and the most important thing was the light in his eyes...... Nope.

In the end, Leng Xuan comforted him, saying that it was not too outrageous for a novice to do this, and let him work hard in the future.

But as he spoke, it turned into Lin Qiye comforting him.

"Don't worry, I think my lack of talent right now is temporary, just practice more."

"You have to have confidence in me, and you have confidence in yourself, your marksmanship is so powerful, there is no reason why you can't teach me, right?"

"Time, and most importantly, time...... Be patient......"

"Be optimistic, at least within 20 meters, I can still get on target, I can still be saved!"

"……"

Just when Lin Qiye was sad, a shadow quietly walked in front of him.

"Brother Qiye, aren't you tired?" Hongying was wearing plush pajamas, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and handed it to Lin Qiye with a smile.

Lin Qiye smiled forcefully and took the tea, "Thank you." "

"Actually, it's okay, although tired, but very fulfilling." Lin Qiye took a sip of tea and looked around, "What about Xiao Nan?" "

"She seems to be a little angry that you took her place as a group pet, and went back to the house."

"No wonder, when she first treated me, she always pinched my flesh, and I thought it was a normal procedure." Lin Qiye touched the blue and purple patches on his arm, and suddenly realized.

Red Silk burst out laughing.

"Actually, the captain is so strict with everyone, when I first came here, even if I was a girl, he didn't spare the slightest hand, and beat me to tears." Hongying looked up at the window, as if she remembered something, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's a bit ruthless."

"Not ruthless, not ruthless at all." Hongying shook her head, "The decrease in the frequency of deaths of the night watchmen in Cangnan City is basically due to the captain, one is because of his own strength, and the other is ...... He is responsible enough for the rest of the team.

The harder he hits you, the more you can remember the pain and grow faster.

He would rather his team hate him than die on the battlefield because of their lack of strength...... Do you understand? "

Lin Qiye was silent for a long time, and seemed to recall Chen Muye's sharp gaze in the morning, and nodded slowly.

"I know."

The corners of Hongying's mouth rose slightly, touched Lin Qiye's hair like a big sister, and said softly: "Okay, if you're tired, go and rest early, good night." "

"Good night."

Lin Qiye said goodbye to Hongying, returned to his room, dragged his tired body and lay on the bed, looking at the empty ceiling in a daze.

After a while, he slowly got up from the bed again......

Pull out the straight knife in the sheath,

Hold the knife in one hand and the sheath in the other,

Closing his eyes and recalling every knife technique Chen Muye used today,

In the hazy moonlight,

Swing and slash!