C203 She was obviously very tired but she forced herself to stay awake

Little Camel had soundproofed earphones on his head, so he didn't hear the vulture's words and was still seriously aiming and pulling the trigger.

Right now, behind Little Camel, Sikong Ting was quietly staring at his tiny body without any change in his expression.

This little brat was clearly very tired, he was just trying his best to hold on.

Regardless of the way of the spear, this willpower was not bad.

Blood Vulture and the vulture looked at each other, retreated a step, and stood at the side in silence.

If the Master Ting didn't speak, how would they dare?

After firing six rounds, Little Camel looked in the direction of the target paper and heaved a long sigh of relief.

He didn't seem to be too satisfied.

He did not look like a four year old child at all!

"Cinereous Vulture, do you think I can definitely win against Dad?"

Little Camel took off his headphones, thinking that the person behind him was still a vulture, he asked uncertainly.

"Would Daddy be disappointed if I lost?"

"But Mommy said I should be brave …"

Little Camel muttered to himself with his back facing Sikong Ting.

In the end, he was still a child and grew up under Lu Baobei's excessive protection. No matter how smart he was, he still needed to be taught and trained.

Sikong Ting stood with his hands behind his back, and cast a sidelong glance at the Little Camel: "Have you been this way of feeling all night?"

No wonder he didn't sleep. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't sleep at all.

Suddenly, Little Camel heard Sikong Ting's voice and turned his head around in surprise. "Daddy?"

He then looked at the vulture.

When did father come? Cinereous Vulture wouldn't tell him no matter what.

"Your mommy's habit is to get up at two in the morning and drink water. You have twenty-five minutes."

Sikong Ting said in a bland voice, he did not even bother with pleasantries, and directly went to the main topic.

He walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, then crossed his long legs and looked at Little Camel indifferently.

"…"

Twenty-five minutes!

Little Camel was startled.

In other words, his test time was only 25 minutes, and that included the time for him to return home.

Because once Daddy got home late, Mommy would wake up and be unable to find Daddy while drinking water, and she would discover what had happened to them …

Then let's call it his loss!

Little Camel was suddenly in a state of panic.

Under Sikong Ting's gaze, his small hands actually trembled slightly.

Since the gambling had started, the wager had to be won.

Blood Vulture took the red wooden box and placed it on the table, then opened it.

That exquisite small gun lay quietly in the blue velvet, its black body flowing with sparkling light under the light.

It was hard for people to look away!

Little Camel stared at the spear in a daze.

The nervous light in her eyes gradually began to change, carrying a faint aura of plundering.

"Young Master, you don't have to be too nervous. Just take it as practice."

The vulture passed the full silver bullet of his small gun to Little Camel and comforted him.

In his opinion, the Little Camel was already a very rare ability. After all, when he was at the same age as the Little Camel …

Speaking of which, he didn't know where to play.

"…"

Little Camel took the spear silently, glanced at Sikong Ting, and walked to the spot where he was standing just a moment ago.

The silence in the room was so quiet that he could hear the sound of a needle dropping. This unknowingly increased the pressure on Little Camel.

Little Camel stood still, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, they shone with a bright light that did not belong to his age!

He quickly raised his hand and the most standard aiming motion was completed within a second.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"

Six shots!

Without the slightest pause or hesitation!

Little Camel took all the bullets in his gun and turned to look at Sikong Ting, his eyes twinkling.

The vulture let out a sigh of relief, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes.

Sikong Ting stared fixedly at the Little Camel, and said with an ice-cold voice. "Report the target!"

The wall across Sikong Ting suddenly lit up, and an enormous LCD screen appeared in front of everyone.

"…" Little Camel's heart was in his throat!

Blood Vulture pressed a few more buttons on the remote control, and a piece of target paper impressively appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Silence!

"Wah!" I really did it! "

Little Camel was the first to react, he excitedly jumped up and ran towards Sikong Ting's direction.

Six rounds, all ten rings!

Both the Vulture and Blood Vulture revealed a hint of smile in their eyes.

Little Camel ran in front of the tea table and grabbed the black spear in one hand as if he had found a treasure.

"Daddy, this gun is mine now!"

The Little Camel said excitedly.

Sikong Ting sat indifferently, the Eagle-liked Eye did not have a single bit of temperature.

"Since you've won, of course it's yours!"

"…"

Little Camel was startled, he raised his head and looked at Sikong Ting with a puzzled expression.

Why did he feel that Daddy didn't seem to be very happy?

"Daddy?" Little Camel looked at Sikong Ting timidly.

Didn't they say that as long as he won, everything would be fine? What was going on now?

Sikong Ting stood up, and looked down at Little Camel condescendingly.

"Si Zhong, you have to remember this! At any time, don't have any thoughts of getting lucky. As for what you want, you have to get it no matter what! He firmly grasped it! Only the weak would place their hopes on luck! "

"Once we attack, we can only win!"

"Do you understand?"

He is Sikong Ting, not Lu Baobei.

Even if Little Camel was excellent enough, Sikong Ting still wouldn't hug him and praise him so much.

He would only tell Little Camel what it meant to be alive and how to stand at the top!

Sikong Ting's cold voice made the Little Camel feel somewhat wronged, but he still nodded very seriously.

"I know."

Before and after shooting, he had secretly prayed in his heart that he would win.

And Father told him it was wrong!

The moment he attacked, he won!

Only the weak depended on luck.

He was not weak!

Little Camel wiped his eyes, his back straightened, "I won't do it again! I'll return the spear back to you first. I'll win it back next time! "

At such a young age, he dared to take the responsibility!

Sikong Ting took a look at Little Camel, then stood up and walked towards the door.

"You've really won. The Si Family's words are true. The spear is yours!"

Although there was something wrong with the kid's state of mind, the results from the ten rings definitely weren't fake.

Just as he finished speaking, Sikong Ting's voice had already disappeared at the door.

"…"

Little Camel looked at the spear on the table as his clear black eyes gradually darkened.

"Young Master, go back and rest."

The vulture walked over and said.

Little Camel shifted his gaze away from the spear, slightly raising his head to look at the vulture, his childish voice sounded very young: "Cinereous Vulture, do you have any training method aimed at me?"

Returning to her bedroom, Lu Baobei was still deep asleep, and didn't know anything about what had just happened.

Sikong Ting took off his clothes, laid on the bed and hugged Lu Baobei.

Lu Baobei moved, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.