V1.Chapter 275

"Kacha ~" the capacity of a pair of magazines of the desert eagle is only 7 rounds. After playing it quickly, I immediately found a new pair of magazines from my sleeves every day. In order to better reduce the filling gap time, it is not placed on the psychic scroll, but adopts a single storage psychic method, which is painted in the sleeve.

Draw the empty cartridge clip in the gun body and prepare to replace it immediately. A series of actions are like flowing clouds and flowing water. The proficiency is very high. You can see that you have experienced some long-term training. Unfortunately, if he is only skilled, it is not enough in the eyes of Tong people. He knows the advantages and disadvantages of firearms. The attack power and explosive power are very high. At the same time, it is almost zero consumption for himself. The only disadvantage is that the clip is used up and needs to be refilled. For the gunman, the replacement of the clip is the biggest and fatal weakness. Therefore, Tong people also carry out special training every day for this weakness.

With a hook of the finger, the fingertip gently ejected a strong Qi and accurately hit an index finger with a cartridge clip every day.

"Ah ~" a burst of paralysis at the fingertips, and the clamped clip couldn't help sliding down from his hands.

"Again, every day! You have to be faster to fill!" Tong people trained him severely.

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Sunset, dusk, time is like this, inadvertently, stroked by your fingertips.

On the hill, the young girl is sitting in the sunset with her back close to her back.

The girl held her head high, her lips slightly opened, and she gently vomited the tired heat. The bun of Tuanzi's hair had been loosened at this time. Her dark long hair swayed slightly with the breeze, and the sweat flowed down her cheeks, across her smooth neck, and seeped into the skirt in front of her wet body.

Wheat colored healthy skin exudes a unique little fresh smell at this time.

Tongren did not hide it. He sucked gently with his breath, and the corners of his mouth outlined a shallow arc, which was the taste he had always liked.

It seems that he also felt the subtle movements of Tong people from behind. In his slightly closed eyes every day, there was a touch between his eyebrows. There was no movement on the surface, but a lovely crimson color came up on the root of his ears and the edge of his neck.

There was a slight movement between his fingers. Tong people's hanging hands naturally moved slightly and held each other's hands.

The held hand trembled slightly, but there was no great resistance. The fingers moved slightly, which was like giving up and letting the other party hold it.

"Oh ~" the rising lips of Tong people couldn't help laughing happily.

"What... What, are you so complacent and laughing with complacency?" I can't help wrinkling my nose every day for Tongren's laughter.

The cool evening wind was blowing gently, and the picture in front of me entered a quiet place.

I feel that the atmosphere is a little strange. I can't help but turn my head slightly every day. However, from this angle, she can only see the side face of Tong people.

Obviously, she is close at hand, but from the concept developed from her childhood education, she always has an unforgettable feeling about all he thinks.

What are you thinking now? Is it really like what I said, will it

"I like you every day."

Tongren's head moved slightly, so he pillowed on his shoulder behind him and turned his face.

The earlobe facing the lips, said a simple word, is to make it stained with a layer of fiery red.

"...." every day at this time, he turned his head and looked at the sincere and clear eyes with a series of complex eyes. However, the latter's eyes did not deviate at all, and always looked directly into her eyes and her heart.

"You're always like this... It's like seeing through my mind and saying such words without beating around the bush when I'm unprepared..."

Worried, confused and painful, but the final answer was so simple that she couldn't help laughing. He raised his head every day and looked at the sunset glow in the sky.

Here, there is the smell of soil. Everywhere is full of potholes left by the collision between the two people. The scorched metal shells scattered on the ground. The sunset casts the light and shadow of the branches overhead. The quiet time, because the people around them, the world they see in their eyes, begins to change.

Tongren, like every day, raised his head high, looked up at the sky, moved slowly towards the horizon, and gradually wanted to block the clouds of the sunset, and stretched out his hand.

Then there was the wind.

Blow the darkness away.

Because of high-energy sports, it brings more sweat. The palm is empty.

So there is water.

The cool stream flows by their feet. On the lawn, beyond the laws of natural physics, the water flows around them and flows out a heart-shaped track.

Blue and white eyes, open your eyes and have omnipotent power!

The sky changes and the earth changes, and all of them return to the fundus.

Staring at the eyes every day, at this moment, it is like a dreamlike scenery.

The green and tender branches and vines drilled out of the lawn soil and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon they grew to a height parallel to the sight in front of them, and then clusters of flower buds turned to them. They were in full bloom and loved by young girls.

"Hoo ~" took a deep breath, and she had to admit her inner touch.

All your words and deeds are shining, too dazzling, so I close my eyes, but I still can't stop looking forward to you

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