Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Ying Jin came back.

The door of the room made a crisp sound of locking. Before Qi Yan turned around, the bedside sank slightly, and then there was the elegant scent of sandalwood.

The man lifted the quilt and lay down, hugging her from behind, as if he was resting.

She originally wanted to pretend not to be awake, but the hands began to stroke along the curves of her skin, causing her to tremble. The calloused hands moved lower and lower, and she could no longer pretend. With a grunt of complaint, she turned around to face him.

Ying Jin was lying on his side on the bed. He was not wearing glasses, and his charming eyebrows under his broken hair were smiling.

He guessed that she was awake and deliberately tormented her.

"Mr. Jin." She held his hand and said, "I really can't do it anymore." When she opened her mouth, her voice became hoarse.

"Take a rest, I have other things to do in the evening." Ying Jin's face was like a carved jade statue, showing divine nobility. Even when he was in a romantic relationship with her, he still showed dignity and calmness.

She blinked: "Is this serious?"

"Well, practice shooting."

Qi Yan:?

Is it a human? Can a human say this?

"I don't have the strength." She moved forward, naked and moved into his arms, clinging to him like a cat.

He hugged her and rubbed her smooth and smooth back with his palms: "Delian, if you just want to stay by my side with your body, Shi Yunhe and Alvin will not recognize you. They both climbed up from the hail of bullets." At this location.”

He looked into her eyes with clear eyes: "If you continue, sooner or later you will become a tool to vent your desires. First you will serve me, and finally you will serve the base. If you want to be like that, you can."

She raised her head and looked at him: "Will you use me as a tool?"

"Aren't you?" he asked.

Everyone was the same to him, except maybe she was a little bit special and had a closer contact with him.

Qi Yan leaned forward, kissed his cool lips, and said vaguely: "I'm not, I'm not a tool."

Ying Jin's breathing became heavier. Now that he had tasted her exquisite taste, he could not withstand such teasing.

His voice was hoarse, and he let her bite his lip and rub it: "You have never answered my question. What on earth did you..."

She knew what he wanted to ask and took the initiative to hug him: "Ying Xuzhi, I covet you and like you. I want to go home and be with you."

Ying Jin was shocked.

Her words broke into his heart, and he turned over and pressed her down: "You provoke me, seduce me, and the answer you gave me is because you like someone who hurts you?"

She hummed, hugged his neck, and smiled coquettishly: "Do you believe this answer?"

"Do not believe."

She was speechless, then pecked the corner of his mouth with relief: "You will believe it in the future."

Ying Jin supported the bed with her left arm and put her right hand on the buttons of her shirt, unbuttoning them slowly and with a deep look in her eyes: "You will always reveal your true purpose. I'm waiting for that day."

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Qi Yan dragged her tired body to the shooting gallery.

After all, she didn't hide away, and she was pressed and tortured by Ying Jin for four hours, causing her legs to tremble when she walked. In order not to expose her flaws, she didn't let D77 help her recover.

Ying Jin was wearing a new tunic suit in recent years. Such rigid and regular clothes did not look rigid on him, but more elegant. The white collar underneath was exposed under the high collar.

His palms were wrapped with a string of prayer beads, and he was walking beside her. He wore gold-rimmed glasses on the high bridge of his nose. Even if the lenses were blocked, you could still see his long eyelashes when he closed his eyes.

He returned to his original appearance, unparalleled from the world, cold and unlike a mortal.

It was as if he had never been intimate with her.

Qi Yan gritted her teeth bitterly, this person really did one thing in front of others and another behind the scenes.

The shooting gallery is divided into two venues, one is a place for private practice, and the other is a place for fixed training for guards.

Coincidentally, Shi Yunhe was also here. He was instructing his men in shooting training. Ying Jin controlled the hidden factory for bullet production, so he did not lack a large number of bullets for training.

Seeing Ying Jin coming to the shooting gallery in person, Shi Yunhe immediately walked out of the soundproof venue and took off the tactical noise-cancelling headset: "Master Jin."

Ying Jin nodded, "Choose a few outstanding ones and use them to assassinate Ian."

"Yes." Shi Yunhe glanced at Qi Yan, put on the noise-canceling headset again and went back.

Ying Jin took Qi Yan to the private training venue.

The place is very clean, the venue is relatively small, and there are only three human-shaped targets, making it look much colder.

Ying Jin handed her a pair of noise-canceling headphones and asked her to put them on her head and put them on for her.

Qi Yan looked at the various guns on the black shelf and felt a little at a loss. In fact, she was a little bit good at it, but she was not able to hit the target with perfect accuracy.

Ying Jin took out a Colt 1911 from the shelf, reloaded it decisively and neatly, very fast, raised his arm, aimed at the target, and fired three shots in a row.

When he took the gun, his aura became much sharper.

Three bullets, all in red hearts.

He handed her the pistol.

Qi Yan's bones seemed to be falling apart. She lazily took the pistol and took aim at the target.

"Lift your arms straight." Ying Jin held up her elbows: "Give your body a cushion. If you bend too much, you won't be able to hit it accurately."

Qi Yan stretched out her arms, but her posture was crooked. Ying Jin was holding her waist behind her, and her body softened and she simply leaned into his arms.

Ying Jin lowered his eyes and looked at her.

"I'm really tired, Mr. Jin." Holding the gun in one hand, she turned around and hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The muzzle of her gun moved without trace, trying to aim at his neck.

Opportunity, this is opportunity.

Qi Yan trembled with excitement.

The moment she holds the gun, she has the weapon she dreams of, and she can wait for an opportunity to shoot him.

When the gun was about to be pointed at him, who knew the next second, he held her wrist, pushed her body back, and said in a deep voice: "Practice."

Qi Yan:......

He controlled her wrist, helped her correct her shooting posture, aimed at the human-shaped stand and fired the first shot.

Right in the bull's eye.

After she had three more perfect shots, he let go of her wrist.

Qi Yan gained the initiative to control the pistol. The person she wanted to kill was behind her, and her weapon was in her hand!

This opportunity is once in a lifetime!

Qi Yan was determined, and immediately turned around and pointed the gun at Ying Jin's eyebrows.

Everything happened too suddenly, and Ying Jin's pupils shrank suddenly.

D77 hurriedly said: [Sir! Cottle 1911 magazine capacity is seven rounds! ! ! The magazine is now empty and there are no bullets in it! ! ! 】