Chapter 1205

As a battalion, the muscle memory caused by perennial training can reach this level even ordinary snipers and shooters.

In comparison, it's better for everyone to wonder if the reporter can hit the target.

At this time, Xi Luo slowly raised her arm and aimed for a long time before pulling the trigger.

The gunshot rang out and the bullet burst into the bull's-eye.

The huge shooting range was silent. Everyone looked at the scorer. The result came out three seconds later. The lowest score was five rings.

If her bullet deviates a little further, it is bound to miss the target and fail.

Xi Luo nodded happily, "not bad."

Several brothers of the cooking class took the lead in applauding, "sister Luo is great. She is much better than me. I hit the stake for the first time, and there are no five rings."

Xiluo accepted each other's Rainbow fart with a smile.

Zong Zhan's ears moved twice, and his thin lips seemed to sink a little unhappily.

He found that Shiloh's attitude and tone of speaking to others were quite warm.

But as long as you're alone with him, the intensity of your words is like a machine gun.

Zong Zhan listened to the jokes of Xi Luo and black dog, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

So, without further delay, the man raised his hand and fired two shots.

The results are not bad. It is very close to the red heart of the tenth ring.

Zong Zhan took off his eye mask and threw it on the table. He also took off his clip. He turned his eyes and said coldly, "you have so much nonsense on the battlefield?"

He was angry, and his tone of voice was even less friendly.

Zong Zhan regretted inexplicably that he shouldn't have brought Xi Luo to the camp.

It's safe, but she's too attractive.

And with her cunning character, it's easy to get together with everyone in the crowd of men.

Xi Luo was used to Zong Zhan's sarcasm. She turned her mouth and seemed to shoot two shots at the bull's eye at will. "You don't like listening to nonsense. You can close your ears."

On the technology of defeating people, Zong Zhan is willing to lose.

Not long after, Xi Luo's achievements came out, and the spectators scrambled to look around.

On the scorer, the scores of the two ten rings are particularly conspicuous.

Someone rubbed his eyes and suspected that he valued the shadow.

The first shot has only five rings. Why did the last two shots go straight to ten rings?

People have made leaps and bounds. Can I call it a take-off progress?

Everyone looked at Xi Luo, shocked, dazed and in a trance.

Xi Luo also took down the clip, ignored the surrounding look, raised her eyebrows and looked at Zong Zhan, "two days off, do what you say?"

"Of course." Zong Zhan replied simply, which surprised Xi Luo.

She hesitated for a few seconds and said tentatively, "starting today?"

Zong Zhan: "yes."

Shiloh: "??"

Is he holding back?!

……

After lunch, Xi Luo returned to the dormitory and stood in front of the window thinking hard.

Finally, she didn't want to understand Zong Zhan's real intention. She pressed down her doubts, changed her regular clothes, picked up two clothes casually, and went out with a small leather bag.

Outside the building, an ordinary Santana came into view.

In the window of the cab, a smiling Xiong Ze said, "sister Luo, get in the car."

Xi Luo looked left and right. She didn't see Zong Zhan in her sight. She couldn't help but quickly opened the door in the back seat, "little bear, take me to the plane..."

In the back seat of the carriage, Zong Zhan, wearing a white shirt and trousers, is closing his eyes.

Xi Luo: "

She knew.

Just then, the man in the back seat said, "either get in the car or go back. You choose."

Xi Luo's face was expressionless. "I choose C."

Zong Zhan slowly folded his legs and smiled deeply on his lips. "Is the holiday cancelled?"

Xi Luo threw her bag in, threw it into the car door and sat around the co pilot.

The car drove out of the camp, but the direction was not the airport, but the old house.

On the way, Xi Luo's phone kept shaking, but she didn't answer it. She just hurried back a few messages and leaned back in her chair.

Returning to Zong's old house, Zong Zhan pulled people out of the car regardless of Xi Luo's pushing and shoving. "If you don't want to take a vacation, you'll continue to make trouble."

Xi Luo closed her eyes and sighed long, "I have something to do. Do you have a lot?"

"It's a big deal." Zong Zhan held her wrist tightly. "In an extraordinary period, you give me peace."

Xi Luo automatically ignored his extraordinary period. They soon came to the east wing of the quadrangle. When they raised their eyes, they saw Zong Hesong holding a bird cage in his hand and looking at them kindly, "here comes the little Xi."

"Zong Bo."

Xi Luo smiled and said hello. Xu was thinking about something in his heart. His expression was inevitably unnatural.

Zong Hesong's smiling eyes seemed to pass Zong Zhan's hand and nodded happily: "it's rare to see you coexist peacefully. Come in and your hands will be there in a minute."

What hands?

Xi Luo vaguely had a bad hunch. Just after sitting in the hall and drinking half a cup of tea, housekeeper Chen came and reported, "old man, here we are."

"Ask him to come in and send someone to bring mahjong."

Sure enough... The so-called shortage of manpower is the lack of one for playing mahjong.

Xi Luo looked at Zong Zhan in a quiet way. Her skin smiled and her flesh didn't smile.

The latter took a leisurely sip of tea and took the opportunity to turn his head to her ear and say, "do you still want to plan me in your heart?"

"I want to kill you."

The words fell, and Zong Hesong, who sat next to them and secretly looked at them, suddenly stood up, "old man Duan, look at the threshold."

Zong Zhan and Xi Luo looked sideways at the same time and saw an old man on crutches walking slowly outside the door of the wing room.

He looked older than seventy, but his eyes were filled with dignity.

Reminded by Zong Hesong, the old man knocked down the threshold above the ground with a crutch, "old Zong, can't you dismantle this thing?"

"It's impossible to say it several times. The old ancestors stayed." Zong Hesong greeted him with a smile. "Don't talk nonsense. I'll wait for you."

This is the first time Xi Luo has seen another old official who is famous in imperial capital.

This man has a wooden jaw.

Zong Zhan came forward to say hello and helped the old man into his seat.

Xi Luo didn't understand the situation at all, and she didn't want to do it. While the three masters exchanged greetings, she hid behind Da Ye lvluo and called Bai Yan back, "things have changed. I can't go back today."

Bai Yan was preparing to stir fry rice. Hearing Xi Luo's reply, he frowned, "is there any trouble?"

"That's right." Xiluo took time to look at the mahjong table and hurriedly said, "I'll try to go back before 12 o'clock tonight. You send someone to meet me in Fei City."

Bai Yan threw the spatula aside, and the dim light of his eyes burst out. "Well, if you are in trouble, you can say it straight. The mascot is very busy recently."

Xi Luo smiled and said she knew. She cut off the phone and looked relieved.

I haven't heard Bai Yan call Li Qiao mascot for a long time.

But the trouble she encountered this time did not intend to involve Li Qiao from the beginning.

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