"It smells so good..." Lin Qiye, who was in pain all over, staggered out of the training room. When he smelled the fragrance coming from the activity room, his ashen eyes lit up again.
The corners of Wen Qimo's mouth raised slightly, "It seems that the beating you received this morning was not in vain..."
Lin Qiye walked straight to the activity room, and just as he opened the door and entered, four pairs of resentful eyes glanced over at him.
"..." Lin Qiye felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, "What... happened?"
"Nothing, just sit down and eat." Chen Muye glanced at him and said calmly.
"oh."
When Lin Qiye sat down, Hongying looked at Chen Muye helplessly, feeling indescribably pitiful.
"Let's eat." Finally, Chen Muye said the words that everyone had been waiting for for a long time.
Several people took action one after another, like wolves that had been starved for several days, their eyes were red.
"Sister Hongying, is your night watchman's food... always so good?" Lin Qiye asked in a low voice, looking at the table full of food.
Hongying replied angrily: "I don't want to talk to you now."
After Hongying finished speaking, she thought for a moment and added, "I want to wait until I finish eating before I talk to you!"
Lin Qiye:…
"Lin Qiye."
"Yes, Captain."
"Did you gain anything from today's training?"
"Yes, I gained a lot."
"Yes." Chen Muye nodded, paused, and continued, "Does it hurt?"
"…sort of."
"Xiao Nan, help him treat him later."
Si Xiaonan pouted and nodded obediently, "Okay."
Chen Muye thought for a while and added, "It doesn't have to be completely cured, as long as you can still be beaten tomorrow."
Lin Qiye:…
Snap!
Two pairs of chopsticks collided together in the bone soup, making a slight sound.
The two pairs of chopsticks were in a stalemate, holding the piece of meat between them, neither one letting the other go.
Hongying and Wu Xiangnan stared at each other in a stalemate, their gazes seeming to collide with a series of sparks in the air.
"Wu Xiangnan, I was the first to take a fancy to this piece of meat." Hongying said with a glare.
Wu Xiangnan said calmly: "I caught it first."
"Let go."
"I won't let go."
"open!"
"Don't let go!"
Stab la la la...
The sparks of collision between the two became more and more intense.
At this moment, Leng Xuan, who was eating silently and with a very low presence, stared at the piece of meat and reached out to touch his waist...
He took out an MP5 micro submachine gun.
Put it on the table.
"Let go." He said calmly.
Hongying:…
Wu Xiangnan:…
Leng Xuan naturally stretched out his chopsticks and took away the largest piece of meat. After hesitating for a moment, he put it into Lin Qiye's bowl.
"New here, eat more and practice shooting later."
Leng Xuan said coldly while putting away his submachine gun.
"Ah? Oh... Okay." Lin Qiye didn't react for a moment, and then looked blankly at Leng Xuan who was immersed in eating...
Good guy,
What does it mean to be ruthless and not talk much
This is what makes a person ruthless and doesn’t talk much!
"Leng Xuan, try not to draw a gun at the dinner table next time." Chen Muye reminded,
"If something goes wrong... it will be a pity for this meal."
Leng Xuan nodded, "Oh."
Hongying and Wu Xiangnan looked at each other and at the same time bowed their heads to eat.
After Lin Qiye finished all the food in the bowl, Leng Xuan stood up and walked to his side, and said calmly:
"I am full?"
"full."
"Let's go practice shooting."
"good!"
Watching the two people gradually disappearing into the corridor, Wen Qimo let out a long sigh and turned to look at Si Xiaonan.
"Xonan."
"What's wrong?"
"Your status as group favorite has been replaced."
Si Xiaonan: ￣へ￣
…
"A gun is a hot weapon and the crystallization of human wisdom."
In the shooting room, Leng Xuan stood in front of a wall neatly hung with various guns and said expressionlessly.
"For high-level mythical creatures, they can play a very small role, but for low-level mythical creatures, guns are often more effective than cold weapons.
Especially for newcomers, it is very necessary to learn to use guns without having strong melee combat skills. "
Leng Xuan took a pistol from the wall behind him and placed it in front of Lin Qiye.
"I will only teach you two things, one is shooting skills, and the other is the composition principle of firearms. If you don't plan to specialize in firearms in the future, this is enough for you."
Lin Qiye nodded one after another.
"Now, take this gun to the target and let me see your talent." Leng Xuan pointed to the target not far away.
Lin Qiye nodded, picked up the pistol, and stood in front of the shooting stand.
take a deep breath,
Learn the moves you see on TV,
Raise the gun,
aim,
shooting!
boom!
There was a gunshot, and the two faces suddenly darkened.
Missed the target...
Leng Xuan walked to the target and repeatedly confirmed that there were no bullet holes. His expression seemed a little ugly, "Can the 30-meter target miss? This..."
Lin Qiye put down his gun and coughed twice, "Um... how is my talent?"
Leng Xuan glanced at him and closed his eyes in despair.
"You? You have a talent for knitting."
Lin Qiye:…
…
Back at Hongying's big villa, Lin Qiye fell weakly on the sofa and rubbed the corners of his tired eyes.
After this day of training, it can be said that I have suffered both physical and mental torture. First I was slashed by the captain, and then I was beaten into pieces by rubber bullets.
Even though the firearms class in the evening was not tiring, it pressed his self-esteem to the ground again and again...
He really has no talent with guns.
After this night's training, when Lin Qiye walked out of the training room, he clearly felt that Leng Xuan was more tired than him. The most important thing was that the light in his eyes... was gone.
In the end, Leng Xuan comforted him, saying that it was not too outrageous for a novice to do this, and asked him to work hard in the future.
But as he spoke, Lin Qiye comforted him.
"Don't worry, I think my lack of talent now is temporary. I just need to practice more and it will be fine."
"You have to have confidence in me and yourself. Your marksmanship is so good, there's no reason why you can't teach me, right?"
"Time, the most important thing is time... Be patient... "
"Be optimistic. At least within 20 meters, I can still hit the target. I can still be saved!"
"… "
Just when Lin Qiye was feeling sad, a beautiful figure walked quietly in front of him.
"Brother Qiye, are you tired?" Hongying was wearing plush pajamas, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and handed it to Lin Qiye with a smile.
Lin Qiye smiled forcefully and took the tea, "Thank you."
"Actually, it's okay. Although I'm tired, I'm very fulfilled." Lin Qiye took a sip of tea and looked around, "Where's Xiaonan?"
"She seems a little angry that you took her position as the group favorite, so she went back to the house to stay."
"No wonder, when she just treated me, she always pinched my flesh. I thought it was a normal procedure." Lin Qiye touched the bruises on his arms and suddenly realized.
Hongying burst into laughter.
"Actually, the captain is so strict with everyone. When I first came here, even if I was a girl, he didn't hold back at all and beat me to tears." Hongying looked up and looked out the window, seeming to recall What, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"A bit cruel."
"Not cruel, not cruel at all." Hongying shook her head, "The decrease in the death frequency of the night watchmen in Cangnan City is basically due to the captain. One is because of his own strength, and the other is... he is enough for other team members. Responsible.
The harder he hits you, the more you will remember the pain and grow faster.
He would rather his teammates hate him than die on the battlefield because of lack of strength... Do you understand? "
Lin Qiye was silent for a long time, seeming to recall Chen Muye's sharp gaze in the morning, and nodded slowly.
"I know."
Hongying raised the corners of her mouth slightly, touched Lin Qiye's hair like a big sister, and said softly: "Okay, if you are tired, go and rest early. Good night."
"Good night."
Lin Qiye said goodbye to Hongying and returned to his room. He lay on the bed with his tired body and stared at the empty ceiling in a daze.
After a while, he slowly climbed out of bed again...
Pull out the straight knife from its sheath,
Holding the knife in one hand and the scabbard in the other,
He closed his eyes and recalled every sword technique that Chen Muye used today.
Under the dim moonlight,
Swing out one knife after another!