Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Jiang Xun bent his lips, raised his hand and hooked his index finger, and the two younger brothers stepped forward to untie Fu Liang from the hemp rope.

Uncomfortably, Fu Liang raised his arm and moved it twice, then rubbed his bloody wrist, sat on the chair and looked up at Jiang Xun, pursing his lips indifferently: "What do you want to compare?"

Jiang Xun had been prepared for a long time, and raised his hand to unbutton the discipline button and the other two buttons of the white shirt, revealing a beautiful and delicate clavicle line.

"Hold your breath."

He looked down at Fu Liang with a faint smile.

Fu Liang was startled, his left hand was still rubbing his right wrist, he thought it would be some kind of dark competition similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum, underground boxing match, but the result was just holding his breath.

As soon as Jiang Xun finished speaking, the two younger brothers each brought a basin of clear water and stood in front of Fu Liang without looking sideways.

Fu Liang stood up and glanced sharply at the younger brothers who might compete: "Who will compare with me?"

"its me."

Jiang Xun pressed his eyebrows, looked at him as a matter of course, his slightly puzzled eyes seemed to say, "Am I unworthy?"

Fu Liang's eyes were frivolous, and he became more confident, because he really looked down on Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun: "..."

The two walked up to Qingshui, who was side by side, and Fu Liang turned his head to look at him with a smile: "When will it start?"

There were two more younger brothers standing beside them, holding stopwatches in their hands, ready to time at any time.

Jiang Xun gave a look to the bald brother who was standing in the middle behind them. The elder brother understood, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Start."

Fu Liang and Jiang Xun held the basin almost at the same time. After taking a deep breath, they bent down and buried their faces in the water. The stopwatch started counting, and the small bubbles in the water floated up.

The air became extremely quiet in an instant. Fu Liang didn't know how long Jiang Xun could last, but his best record for holding his breath was 8 minutes and 56 seconds.

Ordinary people can usually hold on for three to four minutes, and he believes that Jiang Xun should be similar.

Fu Liang counted the time silently in his heart. This feeling of seconds like years can easily make people panic. He had to distract himself and think about other things. As the time passed by, his nerves gradually became tense.

The outside world was not as quiet as before, but he couldn't hear the specific content clearly.

He reckoned that 4 minutes had passed, and Jiang Xun might not be able to hold on any longer. Just as he was thinking, he heard slight footsteps approaching him, feeling the danger quietly approaching.

Fu Liang was keenly aware that something was wrong, and when he was about to raise his head, there was a hand that pressed down hard on his head, and through the transparent plastic basin, he could clearly see the pair of sneakers and knew that he was standing behind him. It was Jiang Xun who put him to death.

He raised his hand to grab Jiang Xun's wrist and wanted to take it away, but Jiang Xun's strength was not weak, and it was very uncomfortable to choke his mouth and nose with clear water. Fu Liang couldn't break free for a while, and he felt a lot of water pouring into his lungs The feeling of suffocation increased his fear and survival instinct, Jiang Xun's wrist was pinched with bloodshot scratches by his nails...

Jiang Xun let out a soft "hiss" from the pain. He wrinkled his nose and felt that the timing was almost up. The strength in his hand was slightly loosened. Fu Liang immediately raised his head and stood up. Turning around, he grabbed Jiang Xun's collar and punched hard with his right hand. It hit Jiang Xun on the left cheek.

Jiang Xun was still a little dazed when he took two steps back. Fu Liang's movements were so quick that he couldn't cover his ears. Only then did the younger brothers react, and rushed forward to grab his arms and cut his arms behind their backs.

Jiang Xun rubbed his cheeks innocently, and smiled bitterly: "What's the hurry? If I really want you to die, I'll shoot right away."

Fu Liang stared at him and snorted coldly, "Then what do you mean?"

"Just playing with you, you won..." Jiang Xun put down the hand rubbing his face, and pressed the tip of his tongue against his painful cheek, his eyes teased, "Let's start the second round, are you ready?"

Fu Liang held his breath and asked angrily, "What's the comparison this time?"

Jiang Xun walked leisurely in front of him with one hand in his pocket, his phoenix eyes gently closed: "Spearmanship."

Fu Liang's little heart immediately "thumped", and the two younger brothers who grabbed his arms immediately released their hands, and he stood there in a daze without moving.

The other boys brought two gun targets and placed them ten meters away from them.

Jiang Xun glanced at him contemptuously, and asked while pulling the safety catch, "Are you going first or me first?"

Fu Liang raised his chin, motioning for him to come first.

An ordinary college student like Fu Liang probably hadn't even seen a real gun before yesterday, let alone touching a gun?

Jiang Xun installed a silencer on the muzzle of the gun, and glanced at him lightly from the corner of his eyes when he turned his head. There were still drops of water on Fu Liang's face, some of which were dripping down the beautiful jawline.

He wasn't sure if it was the water that was contaminated when he held his breath just now, or the cold sweat that Fu Liang broke out from being frightened.

Jiang Xun smiled disdainfully. He straightened his arm, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the target, and closed his left eye tightly to ensure that the bullseye, front sight and rear sight were in a straight line.

In fact, he doesn't have many opportunities to touch a gun, especially after returning to China for college, there are too many courses and no time to practice.

He didn't want to put too much pressure on Fu Liang, so he maintained a cynical attitude and fired a shot at will based on his feeling.

There was a "bang"...the result was "9 rings".

After Jiang Xun shot, he looked back at him, with a slight smile on his lips.

Fu Liang: "..."

Jiang Xun recuperated for a while, and then straightened his arms again. Before Fu Liang could react, he fired a second shot. This shot hit the bull's-eye, which was "10 rings."

Fu Liang: "..."

Jiang Xun looked back at him again: "The third shot is coming soon, I let you, okay?"

Fu Liang pursed his lips tightly and watched him not answer, because Jiang Xun's brain circuit was not easy to guess.

If he answered "yes", maybe Jiang Xun would be very serious instead, even leaving no room for it.

If he answered "no", Jiang Xun might really listen to him and concentrate on it.

Therefore, Fu Liang chose to shut up.

"Shut up" is really the best choice, Jiang Xun did release water this time, the result of the third shot - "5 rings".

Fu Liang frowned slightly. Even so, he had to hit at least 8 rings and above every time he opened the grab to win.

Jiang Xun gently placed the gun in his right hand, and he gripped the target tightly. The lowered eyelids concealed the "sure" confidence in his eyes.

Fu Liang in this plane is indeed very ordinary. He has never seen the world and never touched a gun, but Fu Liang in the real world is good at many activities, including shooting.

Shooting, rock climbing and golf are the items he often plays in socializing.

When he saw that Fu Liang was raising the gun skillfully, his eyes aimed at the bull's-eye, and his arms were not shaking, Jiang Xun thought it was an illusion.

When aiming with both eyes, the field of view can reach 180°, which makes the gunman more sensitive to the surrounding environment, but it is not easy to artificially ignore the double image if he is not used to it.

For people who are new to guns, they usually choose monocular aiming.

When Jiang Xun was wondering, there was a "bang", and the first shot ended—"10 rings."

Jiang Xun: "..."