Chapter 385

Fang Jian has been on the road for nearly ten years. With the flow of guns into the territory, his good gun skills have been brought into play. He is favored only by a few bullets. Even if he comes to the stone market today, he has accepted the request of lesyu.

But he did not expect that the boat would capsize in the gutter and fall on the hand of a stinky child.

Originally, I wanted to pull back a game, but in the end, it became a tiger riding tiger.

Yes, you may lose, but if you don't, it's recognition.

The murder is not over the point, the recognition of such a thing has not appeared in his Fang Jian's dictionary.

"Well, I can promise, but only if you can beat us." Fang Jian is not a fool. He won't let the other side drill the words.

"Of course, if you lose me, Sega's gold card is you." Song Ye shrugged his shoulders and pulled out the gold card that had not yet covered the heat and threw it on the table. It looked like a sword, which was much more straightforward.

Seeing this gold card, Fang Jian's face was completely black. He squinted at the side of lesyu. He laughed and said, "boss Le is really a big hand. He is really generous to the students of the second grade."

The friendship and support can be really nice to hear. The smelly boy is clearly from lesyu, and he still pretends to be.

"I always value people who have ability." Lesyu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Song ye by the wall.

The latter's eyes are cold, and they look back at each other in a proper manner.

Lesyu's mouth was tickled. He really thought that the child was becoming more and more interesting.

The success is put together by song ye, and the lesyu who pulled into the water had to stand on the side of the youth and put all his eggs in one basket.

Song Ye was finally content to stand on the shooting platform again, watching Fang Jian stand on the side of her body, eyeing at the target, as if to see through her deceptive trick.

Song Ye sneers in her heart. Her wrist shakes, and the cartridge clip exits. In a moment when the empty bullet clip lands, she is like a tight bow and arrow. She sweeps away her laziness and her eyes are full of light. She pulls the trigger, bangs and bangs ten shots in succession, and the muzzle of the gun does not move under the rear seat force.

After the ten shots were fired, they heard the sound of the empty cartridge clip clattering on the table just now. The people reacted with horror. The ten guns were sent out in the blink of an eye.

The continuous shooting, the deafening sound of gunfire, the young man holding the gun, burst out of the sense of oppression, pressure people feel bored, for a long time can not respond.

"Ninety nine rings." The upper electronic screen updates the message instantly. The dazzling number makes Fang Jian regain his mind and his face becomes heavy again.

However, before he opened his mouth, the boy over there was dada loaded the bullet into the cartridge again, and fired again at the moment when the empty cartridge was withdrawn. The muzzle emitted a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the high friction. The people were shocked and widened their eyes. They could not help but put all the attention of their body and mind on the young man.

She didn't even aim, so she started? Lying trough is another 99 rings.

Three ninety-nine rings, just like on purpose. When people watched song Ye's gun out, they suddenly felt that they were being teased. Because no matter the speed of her gun or the trajectory of the bullet, the nine shots could hit the ten rings, and then all the ten shots had no mistakes.

However, in the tenth shot, there were nine rings, a small error deviation, but still slightly better.

This kind of cognition makes Fang Jian vomit blood. He wants to ask if the young man is intentional, but he can't even ask him if he's beaten in the face.

After three games, the result was the same, but Fang Jian's face was cut again.

"Hehe, it's good to play a pig and eat a tiger." Fang Jian bit the back teeth and grinned ferociously. If he didn't see that song Yegang was deliberately playing a casual look, he didn't have to mix up.

Song ye did not answer his question, but stretched out his hand, straightforward, "colorful head."

Poof Fang Jian really wants to vomit blood.

Finally, he took out a check from his pocket and threw it on the table. Fang Jian had no face to stay any longer. "Let's go."

This time, Fang Jian couldn't even maintain a little demeanor. He didn't say a word, and then he walked away.

Obviously, the loss of this game, together with Les Yu, has been hated.

Song ye put away the gold card on the desk and opened the check. The number on it was one million.

Oh, lesuzhen, I think she's a student, and the price is half off.

"Cough, song ye, good performance. I'll invite you to dinner in the evening." Lesyu also felt embarrassed. This kind of reward was not equal, and the matter was exposed on the spot was too delicate.

When song Qianyu is against, she doesn't have a funny face.

"Song ye, you are so good. You are my idol." Wang Qianqian had been holding back the stomachache, lying on Song Ye's shoulder and laughing, regardless of the image of a lady.

She can understand why her father always speaks highly of song ye, loves and hates him.

Last time Bai Zhibin came to this Fangjian and lesyu, and each one of his delusions to get a cheap one from Song Ye was doomed to lose his money.Song Ye pushes her hairy head away from her shoulders. She doesn't like to have physical contact with others.

Wang Qianqian didn't mind. She went up and continued to be shameless. "Song ye, teach me to shoot. I forgot what chuanzi taught last time, OK. Next time your brother comes to me again, I will tell you the first time. "

Song Ye sees that she is more and more happy to take off, but the heart is not disgusted, "don't use him as an excuse." That is, she is willing to teach.

Wang Qianqian exulted, hoping that she could not jump on Song Ye. Such an overt intimacy fell into the eyes of several other people, and everyone tacitly had an idea.

Fang Ye lowered his head and poked at Le Mingyu beside him. "Now you can rest assured. The relationship between the young lovers is good."

Le Mingyu frowned and glanced at the two greasy people on the opposite side. At last, he took a breath of relief, relaxed his face and muttered, "it's not the best." But he still didn't like song Ye.

After seeing song Ye's gun technique, all of us followed with song Ye's guidance, and came to ask for advice on everything about firearms.

Song ye and lesyu have already set up a line, so they are not very interested in playing, so they spend the afternoon in the guidance.

At seven o'clock in the evening, lesyu entertained a group of high school students by booking a box in the hotel. After dinner, he and song Ye agreed on another match time, and then he waved goodbye to everyone.

Out of the hotel, several people beckon to return home, but song Ye's line of sight is slightly stopped when sweeping to the street.

"You go first. I have something else to do."

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