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Lv Yuer’s eyes stared at the stars, and worship and looked at Song Xinghe with pleasure. “My star is awesome!”

Ning Zimo looked at Ye Fan with a hurry and looked at it. This can be a hassle, unless it is almost perfect, or it will be lost.

"Admit defeat in advance, it's okay," Song Xinghe said faintly, looking at Ye Fan indifferently.

Ye Fan is also very embarrassed. It seems that it cannot be installed. After all, no matter whether it is ninety-nine or one hundred, people will not believe that you are blind.

"I don't want to give up, try it." Ye Fan licked his mouth and went up to load bullets.

Once again, Ye Fan was replaced by a hand, and the arm was like a machine. At the same level of the same frequency, the bullet was shot.

First class Ye Fan put down the gun, Fu Peng immediately went to see the statistics.

When there were three bright red numbers on the screen, Fu Peng and Ning Zimo were shocked.

Song Xinghe and Lu Yuer are frowning and with incredible eyes...

"100!?"

Fu Peng carefully stared at the number for a while, only to be sure that he was blind.

"Do you want to participate in the Olympics?!" Fu Peng will be dizzy, this is a real gun, 50 meters distance, ten bursts, all hit the bulls! ?

Ye Fan Lehe said: "Good luck, super play today."

Although he said this, the people present were not stupid. Obviously, Ye Fan did not come up with the true ability.

Song Xinghe looked gloomy. "If you lose, you lose. The skill is not as good as people, and you will lose the wind. Ye Fan will report your bank card number and I will transfer it directly to you."

"Oh, forget it, the Galaxy is an acquaintance, just play it." Ye Fan didn't want to make it too ugly.

Song Xinghe said stubbornly: "I don't want to play with people, say one million, that is one million! I can't afford it!"

"Xinghe, I will come out for you," Lu said that she was wrong, and whispered pitifully.

"No need!" Song Xinghe stunned the woman with a sigh of relief. If it weren't for her, she would not lose to Ye Fan.

Lv Yuer was afraid and regretted, and thought that the reason why Song Xinghe gave birth to her anger was caused by Ye Fan, this guy is aimed at her!

She did not believe that Ye Fan really had the strength to play ten rings.

Ye Fan saw that Song Xinghe had to be angry, and there was no such thing, so he said: "Ninger, you collect the money, just when I save you in the purple leaf tea house."

Ning Zimo grinned and smiled. "I will take you to such a trip, you will earn me one million, and I am too cheap."

After making a joke, the atmosphere was eased, and Ning Zi Mo reported a bank account to Song Xinghe.

Song Xinghe quickly made a sum of money and then turned away.

Lv Yuer went out with him, just like the little daughter who was to be abandoned, and looked a little pitiful.

"It seems that the old Song is depressed today, and this result has actually lost." Fu Peng looked sighed.

Ye Fan is curious: "You are not depressed? You can get this point in the future, don't hit my woman's idea again."

Fu Peng grinned, "I still can't afford it. Since you really have a level, then I also recognize it."

Said, Fu Peng reached out and said, "Come, make a friend, I hope you can give Miss Ning happiness."

Ye Fan thought that this guy was not bad, so he reached out and shook hands with him.

......

Outside the club parking lot, Song Xinghe just sat on his own r8, and Lu Weier also sat in the co-pilot.

"Go!" Song Xinghe snorted.

Lv Yuer’s face was wronged and her eyes were filled with tears: “Xinghe, I was wrong. I really didn’t think that Ye Fan was so bad. You don’t have to be angry with me.”

"Dog smashing? You have seen **** and can play ten rounds and ten rings!?" Song Xinghe sneered, this woman is really an idiot.

Lv Yuer does not care about this, saying: "Why are you doing this? We have been together for four years. I have followed you in the magnesium country. How do you become more and more fierce to me after returning to China?"

"If you are too fierce, then go back to the magnesium country!"

"I... I don't want to! I am going to marry you this time!"

"When did I say that I want to marry you? Get off!" Song Xinghe was annoyed.

Lv Yuer listened more and more wronged, she shouted "You are too much", and then ran off the car.

Song Xinghe also ignored the woman, and the cold cold eyes flashed for a while, pulled out the phone and dialed a number.

"Xinghe? How do you call me?" An excited female voice over there is Liu Shuangshuang.

Song Xinghe said eccentrically: "Liu Shuangshuang, do things for me, I will give you a sum of money after the event."

"What is it? You talk about money and hurt your feelings, even though!" Liu doubled.

Song Xinghe’s mouth is a touch of evil laughter. “I found a secret of Ye Fan today. I want you to tell Yuner...”

......

Ye Fan and Ning Zi Mo played in the shooting club for an afternoon, but they also felt a lot better. Listening to the sound of bullets from various guns, it seemed as if they were bored with their hearts.

Ye Fan carefully considered, he should give himself, and give Su Xiaoxue a period of time to adapt to each other.

Suddenly, I found that my husband who just got married is a scorpion who has killed a lot of people and whose hands are covered with blood. It is a woman who will collapse. Relatively speaking, Su Xiaoxue’s reaction is still calm.

"How, is it a lot of good mood?" Ning Zimo asked in a car going back.

Ye Fan nodded. "What are you doing next? Have dinner?"

"It's still a little early, why don't you go to see my elite training results and guide you?" Ning Zi Mo proposed.

Ye Fan thought about it, and he just had to study the mouth that Xu Lingshan gave, and it was not bad to go to the practice field.

The two returned to the purple leaf tea house and came to the open space in the backyard. There were several young thugs training hard.

These people are all the ones taught by Yang Ye, even if it is the easiest for Ye Fan, but these young people are still doing well.

Ye Fan also understands that their foundations can't be done, so after saying a few words of encouragement, they gave them some pointers and let them practice.

Ning Zi Mo thought that Ye Fan would go back to the tea house to prepare for dinner. As a result, Ye Fan stood in the center of the field and closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

"Do you want to practice?" asked Ning Zi.

Ye Fan nodded. "I am studying something, wait for me."

Ning Zi Mo will know what to do, and a group of other Zizhu Lin gangs who are present are watching.

Everyone wants to know what kind of effort is Ye Fan himself.

However, after a full ten minutes, there is no movement in Ye Fan.

"Sail brother, what is this practice? Do you meditate?"

"Stupid than that, is there a meditation is standing?"

Everyone is very confused, because they can’t see why.

But at this time, a sudden emergence of pressure, with Ye Fan as the center, spread out!

"hiss!--"

A few elite sharp hits, all sucking a cold breath, and then subconsciously panic back!