Huo Changfeng coughed, and in the end he only blamed it on his grandfather's narrow-mindedness, and asked someone to switch the monitoring screen to the shooting range.
"I don't know if Missy can shoot." Huo Changfeng said again.
Speaking of which, last year he gave Yaoyao a basic pistol for self-defense.
"Don't you know everything?" The man in the wheelchair sighed again.
Huo Changfeng's cheeks twitched, well, he probably already understood what thunder he stepped on.
He closed his mouth, didn't say anything, and quietly looked at the surveillance screen.
**
Here, Huo Yulin took Huo Yao to the shooting range.
I don't know if it's a guilty conscience or something, Huo Yulin didn't dare to speak all the way, but Xiao Xie kept talking.
"Miss, if you have time some other day, you can also guide me. The move just now was so cool." Xiao Xie had already unilaterally declared that Miss was the object of his admiration after passing by.
Huo Yao raised his eyebrows and nodded, "Okay, if you are not afraid of being beaten."
Xiao Xie thought about the scene where Huo Qi was kicked and knelt on the ground, the smile on his face froze instantly, "..."
Knees hurt just thinking about it.
Several people had already arrived at the shooting range, and Huo Yulin, who hesitated for a long time, finally asked aloud, "Sister, did you already know?"
Huo Yao turned his head to look at him, with a half-smile, "I knew your hand was injured a long time ago?"
Huo Yulin: "..."
Every time his sister laughed like that, it was creepy.
Huo Yao turned her gaze to the pistols of various models brought up one after another in front of her. After a while, she sighed softly: "I can be regarded as a miracle doctor anyway."
And most likely a sharpshooter.
Huo Yulin silently glanced at his sister, seeing that she was not angry, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after, the shooting assessment officially began.
Huo Qi has lost his hand and has already gone to the hospital, so there are only five people in this assessment.
After saying a few symbolic words, the Great Elder pointed to the gun next to him, "Then, I wish you all good luck."
After finishing speaking, he took a special look at Huo Yao and Huo Yulin, then turned and walked away.
In the morning, the two brothers and sisters all stole the limelight, and I'm afraid it should be reduced to a joke later.
As soon as the great elder walked away, several people walked over to choose a gun.
A total of ten models of pistols were placed on the table, each with a different power and different gun types, which indirectly increased the difficulty of this assessment.
Huo Wanying glanced lightly at the table, picked up a handful and walked away, Xu lost to Huo Yao in the morning, her expression was so cold that she almost put a label that no one should approach.
Huo Yulin chose the simplest one, and when he was about to hand it to Huo Yao who was beside him, he saw that she had already picked up a very powerful pistol with huge recoil.
After coughing, Huo Yulin hurriedly said, "This gun is too difficult to operate, so it's not suitable for you."
Then he handed over the one he just picked up, "This one."
Huo Yao looked at the pure novice gun in front of him: "..."
Huo Yao took a deep breath, immediately put down the gun in his hand, nodded, and took the one chosen by Huo Yulin, "Okay."
A brave sharpshooter should not be afraid of the difficulty factor added to her by any external factors.
She walked to the shooting platform expressionlessly.
Not far from her, Huo Wanying, who was standing beside her, had already raised her gun.
She didn't make any aiming movements, and she directly pulled the trigger with her fingers seemingly casually.
(end of this chapter)