Little Meng duck is super sweet!

By Thursday, it was raining lightly.

An Ke lay on the window sill and watched Shen Gucheng go to school. When the boy's blue school uniform disappeared around the corner, the duckling slowly turned into a human.

Today is the day I made an appointment to meet that fierce-looking human being.

Luo Qingyan had already discovered that An Ke was almost an idiot in terms of common sense last time, so he specially told him to teach him after three days.

To prevent Anke from getting confused about the date and losing himself.

The white-haired boy carefully pushed open the window when there was no one on the street in the neighborhood.

Amidst the rain, a figure jumped off the window sill. His vigorous body and hands made him land steadily on the ground. His movements were as light as a cat's, and no one was alarmed.

In just a few moments, the figure disappeared on the side of the road.

He didn't bring an umbrella, and the moisture in the air wet An Ke's hair, and even his clothes inevitably felt damp.

The gloomy weather spoiled the duckling's mood. When he reached the gate of No. [-] Middle School, the expression on his whole face was extremely cold.

It seems that he will be on the verge of rage at any time.

**

The person in charge of navigating the little duck was standing at the back door. He was standing there waiting for mushrooms to grow.

Chi Jue himself didn't expect that his boss would get involved with members of the West Street Gang after he hadn't seen him for a few days.

At first, when Chi Jue received a call from Zou Yuan, he was a little confused.

After all, those on West Street who fight with real guns and live ammunition can really be regarded as the big bosses in City A.

These things on campus, in the eyes of those big bosses, are probably not much different from children pretending to be housewine.

But? I suddenly received a call from the boss, asking him to take Anke to the shooting range in the west city by name.

Almost didn't scare the little overlord of the fourth middle school to death.

"I thought you did something wrong, boss."

"Boss, it's better to be careful, the West Street is also a place that eats people and doesn't spit out bones? You..."

Chi Jue pulled Anke over, and was very worried when he saw the boy's harmless appearance, and couldn't help sighing.

He knew that An Ke was strong, but being strong alone was definitely not enough. If he played tricks on An Ke, he would definitely be tricked to death.

"Boss, if you really want to go to West Street, those people on East Street will definitely come to trouble you."

Chi Jue didn't want An Ke to get hurt, and he didn't want him to be a victim of those guys' games.

How? Will you get involved with those? Guys?

**

Inside the shooting range.

The man wore noise-cancelling earmuffs on his ears. After aiming at the gun target, the huge gunshot resounded throughout the shooting range.

His movements are neat, and he is proficient in the first sight, and the whole set of movements is smooth and smooth.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

Three shots in a row, all of them hit the bull's-eye with ten rings.

The onlookers cheered and praised Luo Qingyan non-stop, with some flattering compliments.

"As expected of Boss Luo, he really has the strength to penetrate Yang with a hundred steps."

"You make us dare not play like this. Isn't this in front of Brother Luo? Are you playing tricks?"

The surrounding voices were noisy, fawning on that stern man wiping his gun with a blank face, eager to win his favor.

When An Ke first arrived, he could already smell the strong smell of gunpowder at the tip of his nose. The noise reduction measures in the shooting range were well done, but the smell was unavoidable.

Luo Qingyan put down the gun, took off the earmuffs and squeezed his sore wrists.

The stamina of this gun is actually not great, but his body has not recovered to its peak, so it is a bit difficult to come to the shooting range.

An Ke stood not far away, silently looking at the target board.

However, Luo Qingyan's sensitivity to sight is not low, and he noticed that strangely dressed kid and that expressionless face as soon as he turned his head.

The other party seemed to be in a bad mood, and even felt a little wet on his body.

"...Try?"

The black gun was raised in the man's hand, and the smell of gunpowder wafted into An Ke's nose.

The smell was a bit pungent, which made An Ke frowned in displeasure.

With a cold face, he took the machine gun with his fair hand.

The interaction between the two of them will naturally attract the attention of others, and many people present are here for Luo Qingyan.

But right now, the young man who was personally approached by the boss of West Street became the focus of the audience.

"Who is this person? Why? What does he look like? A bitch?"

"...I don't know, what's next to Brother Luo? When was there such a character?"

"Do you still want to play shooting with such a small body? I'm afraid that he will be blown away by this gun."

An Ke didn't look very old, and he was even very unfamiliar with how to hold a gun.

This kid looks like he doesn't fit in with them.

They couldn't understand why? Luo Qingyan gave the chance to a brat who looked like he couldn't even hold the butt of a gun.

Especially, this kid doesn't even have a good face.

The boy's white fingertips stroked the sharp-edged metal, the duckling squinted his eyes, and looked at the scope.

The gun, which might be a bit heavy for ordinary people, was turned over in his hand, and loaded easily and neatly.

Luo Qingyan taught the boy how to hold the gun with his hands, and asked An Ke to aim at the red dot bullseye through the scope.

Then he corrected some of his postures and watched An Ke aim at the target.

In fact, he didn't hold much hope in his heart. After all, it is common for normal people to miss the target after learning to shoot in a short time.

As long as it doesn't fly too far...

"Crack-"

The crisp sound of ammunition clipping sounded, An Ke squinted his eyes, and his eyes showed a look like a beast.

A hunting beast will choose an excellent posture to meet his prey.

An Ke took half a step back as usual, but did not stand firm as Luo Qingyan asked, and stared closely at Hongxin.

That? His prey.

Seeing his actions, there was an uproar outside the arena.

"What about him? Is that so? Waiting for the bullet to shoot out will hurt your hand!"

"An outsider is an outsider, and this kind of pheasant is also worthy of being a gangster?"

"This gun is definitely going to miss the target. It's not certain whether he can stand still."

"Wait and see? Well, he will cry for a while."

The academic discipline of shooting, and its test of accuracy and physical fitness, is almost demanding on human movements and reactions.

An Ke's nondescript posture would only increase the recoil of the gun and hurt his wrist.

"boom--"

While they were chattering, the trigger on the young man's fingertips had already been pulled.

The bullet slammed into the target board, making a loud noise.

The young man with red lips and white teeth squinted his eyes and flicked his white hair, revealing his plump and smooth forehead.

Like a siren in the deep sea, mysterious and treacherous.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

An Ke fired four consecutive shots in front of them.

There was a loud echo from the target board, and none of the shots missed the target.

Crowd: ? ? ?

Your kid acted it!

Look? Look? Boss Luo's strong arm is only three shots, and why can four shots be shot by? So? A kid shoots repeatedly? !

"The first shot, the sixth ring."

"The second shot, the eighth ring."

"Third shot, nine rings."

"The fourth shot, nine rings."

The machine's cold counting sound sounded, Luo Qingyan's eyes froze, and he stepped forward and grabbed An Ke's hand.

"Who told you to shoot repeatedly? Don't you want your wrist anymore?!"

Just by looking at it, Luo Qingyan could imagine how powerful it is.

He never expected that this kid would be so courageous, that he dared to shoot so many times in succession for the first time.

The recoil of the rifle|gun is smaller than other guns, but even he can't stand it after a few consecutive shots!

An Ke who was inexplicably caught by?: "?"

The little duck frowned and looked at the angry human in front of him, twisted his wrist twice in dissatisfaction, and threw it on the table casually.

Of course ducks are fine!

Do trash humans think ducks are as useless as you?

Everyone on the court was silent, watching in shock the kid's four-game winning streak.

Most of the people on the field would probably not be able to shoot four shots in a row and keep them above the level of the fifth ring.

And I heard from Brother Luo... This kid is playing this game for the first time? !

Is this fucking kidding? Just kidding? !

"He must have cheated!!"

See? A teenager on the stage suddenly stood up, pointed at An Ke and said loudly.

The eyes of the people around fell on him, and after he touched the boy's badge, he smiled gloatingly at An Ke on the stage.

"That kind of non-standard, vulgar posture, how could it be possible to shoot?!"

"You think I'm a three-year-old, who else do you want to fool!!"

An Ke: "??"

The duckling tilted its head and looked towards the source of the sound.

See? The young man on the stage is not forgiving, and his eyes are full of disgust when he looks at An Ke, as if he is looking at? What? Dirty things.

"Do you really think you can make Mr. Luo treat you differently by playing tricks?"

"Do you dare to compete with me? But don't let Mr. Luo casually look at? What? Garbage?"

His tone was full of arrogance and provocation, and the malice and sarcasm in his eyes were hardly concealed when he looked at An Ke.

His shooting level is among the best among his peers, and his parents have always wanted to use him to win over Luo Qingyan.

With Luo Qingyan's support, then? What about his family? You don't have to worry about it.

Now, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, how could he hold his breath?

An Ke stared at the boy for two seconds, then turned sideways suddenly, making room for the boy.

His expression is flat, but the terrifying aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger, making people feel uncontrollably frightened.

How long ago? Someone dared to provoke him?

It's been so long that An Ke almost forgot this feeling.

"This time, why don't we change the gun."

After Chen Tingruo took the stage, he smiled at Luo Qingyan and said immediately.

"How about the beautiful M16 model?"

Luo Qingyan's face suddenly sank, and the boy in front of him was obviously twice as strong as An Ke.

But he deliberately chose this kind of gun that was twice as heavy as the one An Ke used just now.

The stamina is still strong, and it is obvious that I want to find fault.

Just as he was about to speak, An Ke next to him tapped on the table twice.

The predator squinted proudly, and the movement of nodding made the line of his jaw smoother, expressing agreement.

"laugh."

Overwhelmed stuff.

Chen Tingruo snorted disdainfully, stood on the stage, put on the noise-cancelling earmuffs, took the lead in picking out an M16, and started debugging.

That? When the cold metal sinks into the palm, it brings a slightly icy touch? Like a dormant beast.

An Ke also quickly set up the gun without even a single extra movement, as if the gun in his hand was weightless.

He didn't even take this kid's boring game to heart.

After the timer started, the two of them aimed at the scope, and the sound of loading almost simultaneously sounded, amazingly unified.

It's hard to believe that someone using a gun for the first time can have such a speed.

The game is about racing against time, Luo Qingyan watched from the side, the surprise in his eyes flashed past.

He didn't expect An Ke to be as fast as Chen Tingruo.

This is just the newcomer who is learning marksmanship for the first time.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

The violent gunshots lasted less than 3 minutes before stopping, the target board shook slightly, and the timers on both target boards stopped almost simultaneously.

The gun was still emitting smoke, and the timer had already finished counting the points.

The emotionless announcement sounded almost at the same time.

"No. 1, the first shot, the eighth ring; the second shot, the ninth ring; the third shot..."

"No. 2, the first shot, the seventh ring; the second shot..."

"No. 1 target board, coverage of the tenth ring."

What is unexpected is this sentence, like cold water splashing into a frying pan, the emotions of the audience are almost boiling.

An Ke stepped back from the No. 1 position. He didn't have any feeling about the overlay, but the audience felt like a stormy sea.

They looked at the boy on the stage like a monster.

What is coverage? Concept?

For the same ten rings, the bullet holes of the two ten rings completely overlap, which is almost a perfect shooting phenomenon.

Chen Tingruo stood there with a pale face, staring at the results of No. [-] target board in disbelief, his eyes tearing open.

"Impossible, impossible..."

"You must be cheating, you must be cheating!!"

An Ke listened to his heart-piercing roar and slander, with strong malice and hatred.

His hand that was about to put down the gun paused slightly, and the impatience in his eyes gradually increased.

As soon as the gun tip turned, the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Chen Tingruo immediately.

"Crack."

The sound of loading was crisp, like the murmur of death.

The M16 scope perfectly circled the vitals of the prey without requiring the boy to lower his head to aim.

Everyone, including Luo Qingyan, did not expect that An Ke would point a gun at Chen Tingruo.

Chen Tingruo saw the black gun pointed at him, his mind went blank, and he opened his mouth to stop the curse words in his mouth.

He looked at the gunpowder in An Ke's hand in horror, and could almost smell the smell of gunpowder that hadn't dissipated.

How could he? Dare? !

How dare he attack him in full view?

But the whole process took less than ten seconds, and An Ke had already put his fingertip on the trigger.

With a cruel smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, he slammed the trigger at the sound of the gun being loaded.

From the beginning to the end, there was no concern or hesitation about Chen Tingruo's life.

Chen Tingruo looked at the beautiful diamond lips of the white-haired boy and imitated the mouth shape of a gunshot, like a rose blooming in the darkness.

"Bam—"

The sound of a huge air explosion sounded, as if it was about to explode vigorously.

It's an empty gun.

There was no accompanying bullet in the huge air noise, it was just a blasting sound in the air.

A boring game of teasing.

The opponent? Precisely estimated the number of bullets in the gun, and even calculated the threat to him just right.

He heard the other party? Interested voice.

"……Play?"

Then? We must abide by the rules of the game and have fun.

The author has something to say: An An: Duck is super cute, you believe in Duck! (Show cute jpg)

Shen Gucheng: "..."

Sure enough, the boss of City A lived up to his reputation!

#Gu Gu is afraid of domestic violence after marriage every day#

Will add more, tomorrow (bobo) (today is big thick long!)

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