"Ding-dong! Welcome! ”

A pleasant welcome rang out in the convenience store.

A store manager, two clerks, and three people looked stupidly at Ah Qing who came into the store.

The last time this guy had such an expression was the last time.

It was a girl from a fox in Kospree.

To this day, the three of them will never forget the white fluffy fox tail that does not know what the principle is and can shake by itself.

This time, with the long hair tied up by the wooden hairpin and the guqin on her back, this girl of the Taoist priest of Kospree has a unique charm.

The store manager Fang Yuan was the first to react, and waved his hand in front of the two clerks, "Go to work!" ”

"Don't get distracted!"

The two clerks hurriedly went about their work.

Ah Qing seemed to be used to this kind of thing, she went to get a bottle of tea and drink at room temperature, settled the bill and sat by the window.

While drinking slowly, he stared at the Lingwa shop across the road in a daze.

Halfway through her drink, she was about to leave, when she suddenly saw a lot of smuggling notes left by customers on the lower edge of the window.

After a little hesitation, this Dao Gu took the pen and paper next to her, and the words were like flying, the handwriting was beautiful, and a few words were quickly formed.

Pasting the slip in the corner of the window, Dao Gu took her things and left briskly.

As soon as she walked on her front foot, three people from the convenience store on her back foot came up.

I saw that the note read: "When I was ten years old, Master asked me what my dream was. ”

"I said, may the world be peaceful and the world peaceful."

"Master asked me to learn how to cook."

"He said that as long as people have food to eat, the world will be at peace."

"It's been twelve years now, and Master has been gone away from me for twelve years, and today, someone has finally eaten the food I cooked, hehe!"

Looking at the contents of the note, the three of Fang Yuan took a deep breath in unison.

Xiaobei: "This Taoist lady is very deep in the play?" ”

"But between the lines, how is there a sour smell of love......"

Xiao Nan: "This is probably the target of the little shopkeeper?" I think she's a good match for the little shopkeeper. ”

The store manager Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "Impossible, this can't be the object of the little shopkeeper." ”

The two clerks turned their heads to look at it.

Fang Yuan motioned for the two of them to look at each other and said, "Woman, it will only affect the speed at which the little shopkeeper pulls the trigger." ”

The two clerks turned their heads to look across the pedestrian street, and saw a team of people in SWAT clothes standing outside the door of the Lingwa store.

A heroic woman wearing a leather coat and walking with a windy demeanor walked into the Lingwa shop with a heavy sniper rifle covered in pitch black.

The faces of the three of them changed in unison, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at the Lingwa shop.

Xiao Nan: "It's still a small shopkeeper who has a big game!" ”

Fang Yuan: "Or is it my idol?" Nonsense! ”

Xiaobei: "Store manager, you say, the little shopkeeper will hold the sniper rifle for a while, where will he shoot?" ”

Listening to Xiaobei's words, the other two people suddenly felt a cool air rise behind them, and then looked at the Lingwa store opposite, and found that the heavy sniper rifle had been placed on his desk by Yang Ning, and the direction of the muzzle was ......

Isn't it the convenience store across the street?

The little shopkeeper's gun is up!

"it?!"

The convenience store trio spoke in unison, and the next thing they did, they didn't dare to move.

Lingwa shop.

Yang Ning observed the sniper rifle sent by Tang Ming, and next to him, Wang Hao, a sniper from the special operations team of the Special Management Bureau, was sweating patiently explaining to Yang Ning.

Wang Hao had previously participated in the beheading operation of the academy by the Special Management Bureau, and was the one who witnessed what Yang Ning did on Wensheng Mountain.

So even though he has a strong psychological quality as a sniper, this Wang Hao's pounding heartbeat still made Yang Ning think that a little ghost was knocking on the table.

"This is an anti-materiel sniper rifle with a maximum accuracy range of up to three kilometers......"

Wang Hao said as he looked at the crow feather robe hanging on the wall behind Yang Ning.

The special operations sniper of the Special Administration Bureau was a little trembling at once, and he clearly remembered that it was a fairy dress.

Now, it is being hung out like trophies......

On the spot, Wang Hao's voice was a little trilling when he spoke.

With his simple explanation, Yang Ning took the magazine and pushed it into the chamber with a "click".

As soon as he clicked, the hearts of Wang Hao and Tang Ming who were present also jumped violently.

Of course, Yang Ning just tried casually, and didn't really pull the trigger.

He looked at the bullets that Tang Ming brought over and said, "Please give me more bullets, thank you, this is not enough." ”

Tang Ming said with some embarrassment: "Of course, of course there is no problem, but where are you going to shoot?" This thing is a bit penetrating, why don't we prepare a dedicated shooting range for you? ”

Wang Hao wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes!" The Secret Service's shooting range is fun! Fight frisbees, move targets, and prey for sniper training! ”

Yang Ning glanced at the two of them, yawned, and said, "Please go back, two more boxes of bullets, come over tomorrow morning to get the gun." ”

"Well, also, remember to pick up the great poet at the airport tomorrow morning."

Tang Ming was stunned, "You, are you going to save Li Bai tonight?" Is there time to come? ”

Yang Ning didn't answer her question, but asked with a smile: "What about the person who made the video?" ”

Tang Ming: "I'll be there soon!" The professional team of Zhongzhou TV! ”

After a while, a man in his forties came to the Lingwa store with a group of shooting team members carrying cameras, holding tripods, and holding lighting props and various things.

The man sat down opposite Yang Ning's desk and said, "Hello, my name is Qian Cheng, the station notified me to come over and cooperate with you for a shooting mission, I will first connect with you about your needs, what kind of film do you want to make?" ”

Yang Ning said with some embarrassment: "Actually, it's a bit overkill to let someone like you come over, I just want to shoot a personal monologue, it's very simple." ”

As he spoke, he handed Qian Cheng a speech that he had dictated in advance and was ghostwritten by several ghosts.

At first glance, Qian Cheng's brows were screwed together.

Crooked, there are many words that even use pinyin.

What's worse is that the content of this speech is really ...... Form 2.

Qian Cheng finally read the whole text, and he said with a smile: "Young, it's really good!" ”

Yang Ning: "??? ”

Looking at Yang Ning's puzzled look, Qian Cheng raised his hand and gestured to the speech in his hand, and said, "Young man, your video idea is quite creative!" ”

"Is this your personal monologue of the horror * Zifeng?"

"How bold, look at this ......"

"Starting at twelve o'clock tonight, as long as my people are not sent on the plane by you, then, every minute that passes, I will randomly kill a random spiritual believer in the Duchy of Luke, male and female, young and old."

"Haha, I was so excited when I saw this sentence!"

"Young man, you really dare to say it!"

Yang Ning smiled shyly: "Hehe, it's okay, it's okay......"

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