It turns out that the villa that Lu Sui mentioned was a place to play with guns. Lu Lin hadn't arrived yet, so Lu Sui took Wu Mangmang to the indoor practice range first.
"Will it be possible?" Lu Sui asked in the fog.
Are you underestimating me
"When my aunt was playing with guns, you were still wearing open-crotch pants." Wu Mangmang glanced at Lu Sui.
"Grandma takes really good care of herself." Lu Sui praised.
Wu Mangmang touched his face and thought, hehe, he overacted.
"Then do you want to play a game?" Wu Mangmang asked confidently.
"Are you sure?"
Lu Sui's words were really provocative. Wu Mangmang said, "I am sure and certain."
"Ok." Lu Sui nodded.
"Since it's a competition, there must be some prizes, right?" His misty eyes glanced at Lu Sui cunningly.
"You say." Lu Sui stood in front of the equipment cabinet and chose a gun.
"If you lose, you have to wear jeans and be topless so I can take a picture of your abs and post it on Weibo. Hmm..." Wu Mangmang decided to make the restrictions a little stricter. "You are not allowed to button your jeans."
Let’s share our good figures.
You have to keep some souvenirs, and Wu Mangmang just wants to make enough money.
Lu Sui said nothing.
Wu Mangmang was a little nervous, fearing that Lu Sui would go back on his word and not bet with her. It would be a pity to miss such a good opportunity.
The request seemed a bit excessive. In fact, Wu Mangmang originally wanted to let Mr. Lu show his true colors, but he didn't dare to ask.
"Okay." Lu Sui admired Wu Mangmang's expression for a moment and then nodded in agreement.
yes, Wu Mangmang gave himself a “two” in his heart.
"What about my prize?" Lu Sui asked.
"Just mention it." Wu Mangmang was very generous.
"It seems there is nothing needed." Lu Sui said.
Her misty eyes almost pierced through Lu Sui. These words were too discouraging to such a beautiful lady like her.
"Do you want me to help you think about it?" Wu Mangmang asked with false kindness.
"You say." Lu Sui chose the gun and wiped it with the handkerchief beside him.
Wu Mangmang came up to Lu Sui and said, "How about I lick your belly button for five minutes?"
What if I don’t know your habit
Lu Sui asked in surprise: "Why should I lick your belly?"
Wu Mangmang felt like he was being slapped in the face, but he insisted on saying, "Then I'll lick your toes for you."
"Then I can only lose, right?" Lu Sui asked.
"Then do you want to compete?" Wu Mangmang was so angry that he jumped up and down.
"Then it's better to change the belly button, but you have to put fresh cream on it." Lu Sui said.
Wu Mangmang imagined himself like a birthday cake and said sarcastically, "Do you want to light another candle?"
Lu Sui shook his head, "I don't have any special hobbies."
Wu Mangmang's face suddenly turned as red as a monkey's butt. Since he became an adult, the man probably no longer thinks of birthday cakes when he mentions candles.
"Okay, it's a deal." Wu Mangmang made the final decision, then picked up the gun he had chosen and, in front of Lu Sui, neatly completed the process of clamping and loading the gun within ten seconds.
She couldn't help but praise herself for being "handsome".
"My college aspiration was to go to police school." Wu Mangmang gave Lu Sui a look that said "it's too late for you to regret."
However, after that volunteer was beaten up by Boss Wu and Ms. Liu, Wu Mangmang gave up with great reluctance.
You have to know that she was not just obsessed with 007 at the beginning, and she was determined to become a Bond girl who was extremely beautiful and capable of fighting and killing.
But it’s still quite funny when I think about it now.
"Yeah." Lu Sui responded indifferently, "You go first or me?"
Wu Mangmang said: "I won't take advantage of you, let's play rock-paper-scissors."
Mr. Lu certainly didn't agree with such a childish game, "No, just choose."
"No, that would be an unfair victory." Wu Mangmang was very persistent. If he wanted to win, he had to win beautifully and never give Lu Sui a chance to gossip.
Lu Sui had no choice but to turn around and borrow a coin from the staff, "You choose."
"Flowers." Wu Mangmang said.
As a result, Lu Suizhen threw out a flower, and Wu Mangmang said, "Then I'll go first."
In fact, during a shooting competition, the person shooting behind will theoretically have a small psychological advantage, and in the thick fog this can be considered as courtesy.
Lu Sui smiled lightly, "It seems that you are very confident in yourself."
Wu Mangmang blew at the muzzle of the gun and said, "Don't look down on women."
Wu Mangmang put on earmuffs, held the gun with both hands, and scored a good score of 9.2 rings with the first shot. It seems that he was in a good mood today.
"Very good." Lu Sui was behind her and watched her shoot.
Wu Mangmang smiled faintly, with the aura of a master fully open. Come on, take all the compliments, I can handle it.
Lu Sui's posture was very handsome and cool. Wu Mangmang looked at his silhouette from behind him and her heart beat faster. What she couldn't stand the most was this kind of old man with 007-like characteristics holding a gun.
For a moment, Wu Mangmang really wanted to invite Lu Sui to wander the Milky Way as a pair of male and female thieves, and live a happy life from then on, you robbing a bank and I letting people go.
At worst, it would be nice to join the National Security Bureau as a spy couple, and live a colorful life serving the country and the people.
However, the sound of gunfire ruthlessly interrupted Wu Mangmang's beautiful fantasy.
9.8 rings.
Wu Mangmang sighed inwardly, thinking that it was a pity that Lu Sui did not become a sniper.
The first shot missed by 0.6 rings, and the psychological pressure on Wu Mangmang was enormous.
However, being naive is not without its benefits.
When Wu Mangmang picked up the gun and stood in front of the target, the cold-blooded killer was automatically possessed. She was not happy with things, nor sad with herself. She was the cold, noble female killer who came and went without a trace.
10 rings.
Three consecutive shots all hit 10 rings.
However, given that Lu Sui's performance was too stable, with an average score of over 9.2 rings and two ten-ring scores, Wu Mangmang was not able to tie the score until the penultimate ring.
The last link is the crucial one, and Wu Mangmang has to take action first. If she makes a mistake, Lu Sui Ke will get a great advantage, and at least his mentality will be much calmer.
Wu Mangmang was a little nervous. She didn't want to become a birthday cake and be licked by others, but she also really wanted to put Lu Sui's abdominal muscles on the Internet.
She herself doesn't know what her mentality is.
Perhaps it is because Lu Sui is too low-key and the Lu family controls the media industry, which is the voice of the people. So far, no personal information about him has appeared in the media.
Of course Weibo doesn’t count.
This kind of self-media is convenient, flexible, fast, and □□ is also very convenient. Even Kim Jong-un cannot stop the power of the people (one day he will be unable to stop it).
The successful ones will benefit the world.
Wu Mangmang felt that she had the responsibility of letting all the sisters feast their eyes on the handsome guys' abdominal muscles, and to encourage everyone to join in the sports cause of weight loss and fitness.
All in all, it's definitely a great sense of accomplishment.
Given his desires and needs, Wu Mangmang picked up the gun and put it down again, put it down and picked it up again, but he did not dare to fire the last shot.
In fact, shooting competition, to put it bluntly, is a test of psychological quality and self-confidence. It is the confidence that the point you see is the point you want.
Eyesight, physical strength and so on are secondary.
Wang Yifu, known as the gun king, still wears glasses. When he won the championship for the last time, he was already very old and in poor health.
Wu Mangmang took a few deep breaths. She didn’t want to be slapped in the face. She silently said to herself, “The killer is possessed, the killer is possessed.”
10 rings!
Wu Mangmang cheered and shouted in his heart.
I feel like I am the best female shooter in China.
With this kind of mental quality, one can walk on a tightrope at a height of 100 meters.
Wu Mangmang was silent on the surface, but in fact he was so excited that he was crying. He put away his gun and walked behind Lu Sui with an extremely calm smile, "I'm ready, it's your turn."
She would never show a smug smile.
Because villains become arrogant only when they succeed.
But the invincible female gun god would not be so frivolous.
"Your tail is already up." Lu Sui glanced at Wu Mangmang and said.
Wu Mangmang sighed, it seemed that he still hadn’t practiced enough.
The outcome was no longer in doubt, it would be a draw at most. Lu Sui picked up the gun very easily and the result came out soon.
9.9 rings.
Wu Mangmang smoothed her hair with her hands and tucked it behind her ears, which is the classic sign of green tea.
"9.9 rings, not bad either." Wu Mangmang encouraged Lu Sui in the voice of Sister Zhiling.
"You haven't played for a long time, right? I really liked this at the beginning and practiced almost every week. (So it's not that you are not as skilled as others, but that I am too hardworking.) But you can play at this level, so you should be considered very talented (of course my talent is higher than yours)." Wu Mangmang decisively couldn't help but feel that the villain had succeeded.
"I am not as skilled as the other person, so I have to admit defeat." Lu Sui lost very gracefully.
"No, no, you just practice more and we'll do it again next time." Wu Mangmang said modestly, "Your performance is very stable, which is very rare. Unlike me, my performance is sometimes high and sometimes low."
"With your level, you are qualified to participate in the Olympics." Wu Mangmang spared no effort to save Lu Sui's male dignity.
"The pressure is different in that kind of occasion." The honor and disgrace of the entire country rests on your shoulders, with hundreds of millions of viewers watching. It's never as easy as it is today.
"That's right." Wu Mangmang agreed.
But when the two of them walked out, Wu Mangmang hadn't boasted enough, and Lu Sui was too calm after losing, so Wu Mangmang decided to go for it again. He hugged Lu Sui's waist from behind, stood on tiptoe and blew into his ear, "Be good, wash yourself and wait for me."
"I will accept the defeat and I won't go back on my word." Lu Sui turned around and held Wu Mangmang in his arms.
"So loving?" Lu Lin's voice sounded not far away.
When turning around, Wu Mangmang leaned sideways and fell into Lu Sui's arms affectionately. She was a bad person.
She really wants to watch the drama between the sister and brother.
She is a psychopath.
In fact, which beauty hasn't imagined the drama of making two brothers turn against each other for her? The most exciting father and son fighting for a daughter is also daring to think about. Today, it is changed to a sister and a brother. Although the hot scene is less exciting, it wins in novelty.
After having a seizure according to the imperial order, Wu Mangmang no longer had to conceal the huge malice in his heart, and no longer had to pretend to be a white lotus or a green tea.
Lu Sui did not push Wu Mangmang away, but the long pendant hanging around his waist was not conducive to walking, so he instead took Wu Mangmang's little hand and walked towards Lu Lin together.