The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

Lord Nangong moved his chair next to Mu Qingqing and trembled his eyebrows: "Qingqing, uncle is talking about the Red Sun Country's bird gun! With a bang, it can injure a person's body!"

The girl must have never seen the Red Man Country's bird guns, which is why she is talking so wildly!

In order to save her face, I have to find a way to make up for the boast she made.

Mu Qingqing looked at the handsome middle-aged uncle with amusement, baring her white teeth, and patted Nangong Houye's shoulder with her right hand, "Uncle, let's go! Let's take a walk around the martial arts training ground!"

With such force, Lord Nangong's right shoulder sank, and with a clang, his whole body tilted and hit the round table, spilling all the soup on the table.

Lord Nangong stared at Mu Qingqing's white, tender and delicate little hands in disbelief, and couldn't figure it out: How could such a delicate little hand have such great strength? It was even stronger than his own who had practiced martial arts for many years!

Nangong Yu looked at Mu Qingqing with infinite admiration. He decided: From now on, the first idol to be worshipped will be Mu Qingqing! Big brother Nangong Qi should be allowed to stand aside!

Madam Nangong stood up quickly, touched Mu Qingqing's little hand, and asked distressedly: "Qingqing, does your hand hurt? Auntie will blow on it and it will stop hurting, oh!"

Mu Qingqing's smiling little face suddenly turned red as if blood was dripping out: I am not a child anymore, my aunt's behavior is so embarrassing!

"Madam, I'm going to take Qingqing for a stroll in the martial arts training ground. You and mother can take a rest first. I'll call you out for lunch!"

Lord Nangong straightened his sleeves, came to the rescue of Mu Qingqing, and gave instructions to Madam Nangong.

There are two martial arts training grounds in Wanhou Mansion, one is used for daily training of the guards, and the other is exclusively for the direct descendants of the Nangong family.

The martial arts training ground was built right behind the main hall, and it only took a few moments for them to walk over there.

Mu Qingqing was very satisfied with the environment of the martial arts training ground. She found an open space, took out a thunder bomb, and tossed it up and down in her palm, feeling very comfortable.

Mu Qingqing looked around the martial arts training ground and found two servants sweeping the ground not far away. "Uncle, clear the ground!"

Lord Nangong finally understood that this little niece did not like to drag her feet and was a person of her word!

Lord Nangong cleared his throat, and his powerful voice rang out on the training ground: "Ah Hu, Ah Bao, all of you go out and stay outside the field. Don't let anyone in!"

The two guards who were sweeping the floor saluted with fists to Lord Nangong, then retreated with the brooms in their hands. Their steps were very brisk, and it was obvious that they were masters of martial arts.

Mu Qingqing pointed to the empty space as big as a basketball court and asked jokingly, "Uncle, do you mind blowing a big hole in this space?"

Lord Nangong waved his hand and said with great enthusiasm: "Qingqing, blow it up! Go ahead and blow it up! It's just a big pit!"

How big can it be? Then we can just ask the craftsmen to come and clean it up casually.

Mu Qingqing stuffed the thunder bomb into Nangong Qi's open palm, "Brother Nangong, pull out the ring on the top and throw it as far as you can!"

After saying that, Mu Qingqing turned around and ran back. After hearing the sound of the pin being pulled out, she covered her ears and hid behind the nearest obstacle.

With a loud "boom", the ground of the training ground shook several times as if there was an earthquake, and dust and mud flew all over the sky.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Lord Nangong and his two sons, who were not as smart as Mu Qingqing, were all tricked. They were covered in dust and mud, like refugees who had just escaped.

Lord Nangong, with a black face, messy hair and dirty body, flew to the two-meter-square pit and laughed loudly towards the sky: "Hahaha! Great! Hahaha, that's great!..."

Nangong Qi knew Mu Qingqing's ability, so he made a "hiss" sound and fixed his clothes.

It was the first time that Nangong Yu saw such a powerful weapon. Regardless of the mud all over his body, he trotted and lay down in front of the big pit.

He stretched out his arms and looked down, and couldn't help but exclaimed loudly: "Father, this pit is so big and deep! Yu'er can't even reach the bottom with one arm."

Lord Nangong was full of passion at this moment, and his depressed mental state had long gone.

Regardless of seniority, he grabbed Mu Qingqing's arm and asked excitedly: "Qingqing, what kind of artifact is this? Why is it so powerful?"

It is not just big. When the enemy and we meet in battle, it will be invincible and unstoppable!

Mu Qingqing blinked her eyes playfully and said in a coquettish voice: "Uncle, this is called a thunder bomb, which is used in large-scale battles. Qingqing will show you another magic weapon for single-soldier combat. It is several times more advanced than the bird gun you mentioned!"

As Mu Qingqing spoke, she took out a Browning pistol from her arms, disassembled it in slow motion in front of them, and then reassembled it.

At the same time, explain to them the name, function, and assembly and removal sequence of each component.

He took out ten bullets, quickly loaded them, took aim at the target not far away, and said dissatisfiedly, "Uncle, move that target to the end of the training ground."

Lord Nangong swallowed the saliva involuntarily and asked uncertainly, "Qingqing, it's a hundred feet from here to the end of the training ground. Are you sure?"

Mu Qingqing's mouth twitched, and she shook her head helplessly at Lord Nangong's lack of confidence, "Uncle, how much do you not trust my sense of distance! This distance is not even half of its range!"

Nangong Hou Ye widened his eyes in shock: How can this little girl be so wild! But this Hou Ye just likes her wildness! She has the majesty of our Nangong family! Hehehe!

Mu Qingqing: When you praise others, you don't forget to bring your own family into the picture! Thank you for including me in the Nangong family!

Nangong Qi: Father, please stop flattering yourself! Don’t you know how much you are worth? !

Nangong Yu: I finally know who I inherited my thick skin from!

Lord Nangong choked awkwardly and yelled at Nangong Yu: "Yu'er, what are you looking at! Hurry up and move the target to the end!"

Big fish eat small fish, one level eats one level!

Nangong Yu, who had the lowest status in the Nangong family, could only run over obediently to move the target.

Mu Qingqing closed her left eye, aimed her right eye at the red dot in the center of the target, and explained the essentials of shooting to Nangong Houye and his son beside her----

Aim, align the three points, and shoot! The most important thing is to keep your hands steady!

"Bang bang bang!"

After three shots, the dot in the center of the target had disappeared, leaving only a bullet hole.

All three shots hit the bull's eye and hit the wall behind the target. With three "puff" sounds, the bullets were embedded three inches into the rammed earth wall.

This amazing strength caused Nangong Yu to scream again: "Qingqing, you are so handsome! Second brother wants to worship you as his master!"

Nangong Qi stepped forward and kicked him on the calf: "Why do you need to learn to be a teacher, kid? Just study your cultural subjects well, that's all!"

Qingqing promised to teach me a lot of skills, so I can't let this kid get there first!

Nangong Yu pursed his lips and burst into tears: "Father, Qingqing, my elder brother bullied me! I'm going to complain to my grandmother!"

After saying that, she turned around, ran out crying, and went to complain to Old Madam Nangong.