Chapter 940

A bang.

The target vibrated, missed the center of the target and hit the ninth ring.

However, the strong impact of a moment to Lin Che's soul is incomparable to the film.

Lin Che's eyes brightened, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the whole person was excited.

After observing Lin Che for so many days, Yang had never seen her expression. His heart beat uncontrollably, as if something had filled his heart.

"Come again."

This time Lin Che didn't hesitate. He pulled the trigger quickly. The ninth ring, the seventh ring and the sixth ring were better and better.

"Come again!"

Until the clip was empty, Lin Che took a long breath and spread out his palm, which was full of sweat.

Although the mouth of the tiger is swollen and the arm is numb, the whole person is happy and dripping.

At this time, Lin Che found that Yang's neck was broken by a large piece of skin, which was injured by a hot bullet case.

"Your neck..."

Lin Che was a little flustered and quickly found a paper towel to wipe it for him.

"How's it going? Are you comfortable? " Yang doesn't mind this little injury at all.

It's worth it to scrape a little skin to make the goddess happy.

"Well, I never knew that shooting was such a good thing."

"If you are interested, I can often bring you here. I can also teach you how to fight and defend yourself. If you want to become a little Fanfan, you may not be able to do it all at once, but there is absolutely no problem in dealing with hooligans!"

"What about the sex wolf?"

"Well, it's easier. Kick him three inches under the navel and waste his third leg. Let's see what he's going to do in the future!"

Lin Che swept away his depression, and his mood suddenly brightened up.

"By the way, that's the smile. It's no big deal. You look good when you smile. You should smile more."

Yang took out a cane sugar and asked, "do you want it?"

"You eat."

Yang impolitely peeled off the sugar paper and put the cane sugar into Lin Che's mouth.

It's sweet.

A few people came in to train together. When they saw Yang, it was like a mouse meeting a cat. They stood at attention and saluted: "boss!"

Yang waved his hand, and several people rushed away.

Lin Che was a little embarrassed: "thank you today. I'm in a better mood because of you."

"It's a piece of cake. When people are unhappy, they always have to find a channel to vent their anger. You can't imagine the appearance of Xiao Fanfan's trainees. They are just practicing as enemies. So if you are unhappy, please come to me. I have plenty of ways to help you decompress and go to the training ground next door?"

"You don't really train me as a trainee, do you?"

"Your physical quality..." Yang looked people from top to bottom and said seriously, "it's really not good, but there's still a way to open the back door."

Lin Che was amused by his appearance: "how to open the back door?"

"I'll teach you in private." Yang Chong Lin Che blinked.

"The wound on your neck..."

"What is this injury? Come on, I'll take you to boxing. "

Yang casually wipes the blood on his neck with a tissue, carelessly throws the tissue into the garbage can, and then leads Lin Che to the training hall downstairs.

As soon as they got out of the shooting room, someone around the corner used a wireless headset to deliver the message.

"Pay attention, the boss is coming downstairs with the girl!"

"The boss is on the second floor now!"

"The boss is going to training room three!"

When Yang and Lin Che open the door, it's empty. Lin Che thinks it's usually like this. He doesn't notice that there are a group of people eating melons behind her.

These people can escape Yang's eyes.

Yang glanced in the direction of the trash can, and the man behind quickly drew his head back.

This is Yang's first time to bring a woman here. The melon eating crowd is boiling, and they all come to watch.

"Bet or not?"

"Bet on what?"

"Bet if the boss is after that girl."

The speaker was kicked in the butt from behind.

"Idiot, your boss's eyes are obscene and his mouth is full of spring. Is it necessary to gamble on such obvious things?"

The man who was kicked turned to see Shan Junming in a white coat, and his arrogance was reduced by more than half.

Shan Junming is not a bodyguard, but a full-time doctor here. His face is long and white, and he has a pair of gold glasses on his straight nose. His skill is certainly not as good as these professional bodyguards. However, people here dare not offend him.

I don't know how to die if I offend him.

"Doctor Shan, who is the girl next to the boss?"

Shan Junming put his hands in the bag and shrugged: "I'm not the roundworm in his stomach. How can I know?"

Shan Junming touched his chin and said, "bet on a Ferrari. I bet your boss can't catch up with that girl."

A group of big men are betting inside and outside the training, while Lin Che, who has no idea, is visiting the training room.

The training room is as big as a basketball court, with four high challenge arenas, several sandbags hanging against the wall, and a wide range of equipment, some of which Lin Che has never seen before. They are all self-made and developed by the school.

Yang throws a boxing glove to Lin Che, "try it?"

Lin Che bent his lips and put them on without hesitation. He hit the sandbags in a disorderly way. There was no move routine, just pure venting. He didn't stop until he was sweating.

Yang leaned lazily next to him with a cane sugar in his mouth. He just watched quietly. His heart was like soaking in a hot spring, rising and falling with the actions of the people in front of him.

Lin Che couldn't move. He was gasping.

Yang suddenly bites off the cane sugar, swallows it and strides towards Lin Che.

Lin Che did not react, the whole person was suddenly raised.

"Ah She screamed subconsciously.

Yang ignored it and threw it directly at the protective mat.

Five centimeters later, Lin Che was unharmed, but his head was a little confused. He looked at the high ceiling and laughed for several seconds.

For the first time in three years, she had no fear of laughing.

Feel up and down the body's pores have been opened, all the repressed emotions have been released, without reservation.

She got up and rushed to Yang. Yang fell over his shoulder again and threw the man out.

Lin Che was tired and didn't want to move a finger.

Yang's half face appeared above her. He squatted beside her, and his mouth grinned with a lazy radian: "are you coming yet?"

"Is there anything more fun?"

"Yes."

"Come on!"

She's going to indulge herself today.

Underground, more space than a football field has been transformed into a go kart track.

Qin Fanfan's driving skills are trained in countless collisions.

In Costa Rica, Yang stepped on the roof of an off-road vehicle, shouldered an improved rocket launcher, and fired paint bullets at the track. The hapless guys under his hands ran around, and finally the car crashed into a ball and screamed.

Today, instructor Yang changed his rudeness. The car was close behind Lin Che. The two cars chased each other. They looked at each other in parallel, then stepped on the accelerator at the same time, and quietly stepped on the brake when they separated from Lin Che, making Lin Che's car roar past him.

At this time, Lin Che's chin was raised slightly, and he looked like a rooster who had won a fight.

There is no usual indifference.

On the last lap, Lin Che's car was the first to cross the finish line.

"Ah!!! Go to your mother's Ji Nanfeng

Take off your hat and shout, all day long depression swept away.

When he got off the bus, Lin Che's feet were a little soft, but he was in a good mood, and he was in high spirits.

Yang heard the three words of Ji Nanfeng and frowned slightly.