Chapter 199

Li Qiao leisurely walked past, standing in front of a row of suitcases, with bright stars in her eyes.

Pt of Brazil, MLE of France, colt, Beretta, desert eagle wait.

The guns in every suitcase are well-known guns that have been discontinued for a long time.

Even auctions are hard to find.

But Shang Yu took out eight and put them in the shooting hall.

Li Qiao picks an eyebrow to see an eye business Yu, then takes out that ordinary version of desert eagle from the hand box.

Although it is 0.375 caliber, it can't compare with the golden desert eagle.

At this time, Li Yu was holding a gun and smiling.

Sure enough, his girl is an old hand with a gun.

That night in Nanyang Valley, although it rained heavily, he was full of anger, but also noticed Li Qiao's skillful posture of holding a gun.

"Master Yan, why are you carrying so many guns?"

Li Qiao held the eagle of the desert and picked the tip of her brow.

There are safe civilian guns in the shooting range. This kind of real guns can't be used casually.

The only possibility is that he let people bring it.

At this time, the man is not anxious to smoke, picked up colt, with a smile: "next week into the laboratory, there is still time to play shooting?"

Li Qiao was stunned and stopped talking.

Don't say to play shooting, maybe even eat and sleep time is squeezed out.

Doing research is not a joke.

Shang Yu saw her face angrily touching the body of the gun, left colt behind, patted her on the shoulder, and raised her head in the direction of the shooting target, "go, there are bullets at the bottom of the box, you can hit as many as you want."

So indulgent tone, let Li Qiao fingertips curl up, heart filled with unspeakable taste.

Probably only her boyfriend would bring a rare real gun and let her play around in the shooting gallery.

Li Qiao really hasn't used a real gun for a long time.

Tentacle touching and arm shaking are different after all.

But no matter how long, this kind of cold and full of the smell of death weapons, is still her preference.

Li Qiao takes the ordinary version of the desert eagle and turns it over twice. Then she raises her eyes and looks at Shang Yu. For a moment, she can't help but walk up to him and pecks him on his side face. "Thank you, master Yan."

The man's eyes sank, looking at Li Qiao's figure walking towards the shooting platform, thin lips slightly side, leaning on the long table, watching her slowly raise her hand and fire three shots at the target.

The explosive force of a real gun is very different from that of a safety gun.

Including recoil and plosive, all with a heart shaking effect.

But Li Qiao did not wear goggles, nor did she wear earplugs. After opening her mouth, she smelled the faint smell of gunpowder in the air, and her eyebrows and corners of her eyes were jumping with frivolity and publicity.

For a moment, it seemed that it was back a few years ago.

Barren primeval forests, violent border tribes, wild grass mixed with bloody gas.

The powerful border seven son, driving a car, holding a gun, with the group of mercenaries trying to break the border.

It was a bloody day, but it was also the most unforgettable moment for Li Qiao.

Frame by frame, the picture jumps from the front of my eyes. I don't know what I think of. Li Qiao opens her eyes and breathes disorderly.

Her hand trembled slightly, her eyes gradually covered with blood, and her eyes showed forbearance.

Suddenly, a warm body came from the side of the body.

The palm of Kuan re's hand covered her hand holding the gun, one hand around her waist, instantly dispelling the trembling of her fingertips.

Ear, is a low magnetic voice: "shoot still dare to distract?"

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