"and many more!"

Just as Ye Yu was about to raise his gun to shoot, Ling Feng suddenly stopped with sound.

"What's the matter?" Ye Yu asked Ling Feng aloud.

Ling Feng raised his eyes and looked at Ye Yu, showing a firm color on Leng Yan's face.

"This time, I will target you!"

"what?!"

Without waiting for Ye Yu's voice, Tifa hurriedly stopped in front of Ling Feng.

"Sister Lingfeng, I disagree!"

"This is too dangerous!"

Ling Feng looked at Tifa who was standing in front of him, a sharp color in his sharp eyes.

"Sister Tifa, if Zhuo Yu is really as powerful as you said, why should you worry about my danger?"

Tifa heard Yan's expression on his face, "I certainly believe in Zhuo Yu, but ..."

"Nothing!"

Ling Feng's tone began to stern.

"Only in this way will I believe his gun fighting skills!"

After speaking, Ling Feng crossed Tifa's block and strode to a fixed target one meter in front of him.

Looking up at Ye Yu in the distance, Ling Feng shouted, "Shoot!"

"Bypass my body and hit the target behind!"

On Ye Yu's side, Tifa looked anxiously at the stubborn Ling Feng.

"Sister Lingfeng, come back soon!"

Snapped!

Ye Yu's palm rested on Tifa's shoulder.

"Tifa, don't worry!"

"Your sister Lingfeng will not be in trouble."

"I said!"

Tifa turned his head and looked at Ye Yu. After a moment of silence, he nodded heavily.

"Zhuo Yu, I believe you!"

Tifa stepped back a few steps later, fearing that it would disturb Ye Yu.

At the firearm training ground, Tifa and Chris both clenched their fists, staring nervously at Ye Yu, who raised their guns.

"Believe Zhuo Yu, Sister Ling Feng will be fine!"

Tifa's nervous, white face was silent, and he kept silently praying.

boom!

A clear sound of gunfire sounded!

Ye Yu's arm drew a perfect arc in midair!

Gun Fight: Arc Ballistic!

The once stunning scene reappeared in front of Tifa and Chris!

Hearing the gunshots, Ling Feng subconsciously closed his eyes in front of the target.

Near my ears, a sharp roar passed quickly!

The strong wind blew Ling Feng's strands of hair, sweeping beside the round ears, itchy.

Opening his eyes slightly, Ling Feng's eyes showed a relief.

"It's over? I'm not injured?"

An idea came to Ling Feng's mind.

The excited color suppressed in his eyes, Ling Feng Huo Ran turned around and looked at the gun target behind him.

I saw a circular hole in the center of the gun target!

"Really ... successful!"

Ling Feng couldn't help but opened his mouth wide and exclaimed that he was born!

"Yeah! Great!"

Seeing this scene, Tifa jumped up in excitement.

When Ling Feng came back, Tifa took Ling Feng's hand and said excitedly, "Sister Ling Feng, am I right? Is Zhuo Yu very powerful!"

Ling Feng's body was shaken by Tifa to the left and right, and he could not help laughing.

"you are right!"

"Your brother Zhuo Yu is really amazing!"

Turning his head to Ye Yu, Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a deep curiosity.

"Mr. Zhuo Yu, how did you do the bullet steering?"

"This is incredible too!"

Ye Yu sniffed, "This is the charm of gun fighting!"

Looking at Ling Feng, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yu's mouth, "Want to learn?"

Ling Feng opened his mouth, and finally failed to resist the temptation, nodded.

"Want to learn!"

With a smile on Ye Yu's face, he looked at the three Tifa and said, "That's exactly how you three taught me!"

Tifa and Chris cheered in surprise.

"Wow, that's great!"

"Awesome! I can finally learn such amazing gun fighting!"

Ling Feng looked at Ye Yu for a long time, and said aloud, "Zhuo Yu, I promise you!"

"Although I am a soldier of the Imperial Forces, without your consent, I will definitely not pass on the technique of gun fighting to others!"

Ye Yu shrugged when he heard the words and said casually, "Follow you."

Looking up at the three excited people, Ye Yu playing with a pistol in his hand, said, "Gun fighting, as the name suggests, is the art of gun fighting!"

"It doesn't just mean arc ballistics, it's just a small part of it!"

"Gunfighting, also includes body skills, more than enough match for firearms!"

...

In the training room, Ye Yu talked to Tifa about the fighting knowledge.

As time goes by, the three Tifa are enchanted!

Before they heard Ye Yu's explanation, they never knew that there was such a stunning technique in this world!

It can be said that as long as you learn gun fighting, the strength of the three will change dramatically!

By then, if they are allowed to play against the Heman Snake team, the ending will be an overwhelming advantage to win!

"It's amazing! It turns out that gun fighting is so esoteric!"

"Wow! It feels so hard!"

"I must master such a magical ability!"

Ye Yu stopped to explain, and the three Tifa had been awake from drunkenness for a long time.

"Wow ha ha ha ... I want to experiment!"

Tifa suddenly got up and rushed to the gun target with interest.

Raising his hand on the necklace between his necks, a small and cute pistol appeared in Tifa's hands.

Ling Feng and Kris on the side saw this scene, their eyes full of envy of the local tyrants.

Only as the eldest lady of the Alpha family, Tifa has a small space equipment.

Although the space is less than one cubic meter, it is also enviable enough.

"Hahaha ..."

Tifa held the pistol in his hand and shouted excitedly, "Look at Miss Ben's gunfight!"

boom!

Tee rounded his arms while pulling the trigger with his fingers, and the clear gunshot echoed in the training room.

No traces of bullet holes were seen on the opposite target.

The bullet just now doesn't know where to fly!

"Ouch!"

"My wrist hurts!"

Tifa suddenly hugged the right hand holding the gun and screamed.

Seeing this, Ye Yu hurried forward to check.

I saw Tifa's right wrist holding the gun, swollen high.

"Zhuo Yu ..."

Tifa looked at Ye Yu with tears in her eyes, her expression very pitiful.

"Is my wrist broken?"

"let me see!"

Ye Yu raised his hand and pressed it on Tifa's wrist.

"Humph!" Tifa snorted with a random bite.

"Relax, it's okay."

"It's just that soft tissue is a little bruised."

Ye Yu's face was relieved.

Holding Tiffa's injured wrist in one hand, the other hand tuned a ray of blood and gently rubbed it at the wound.

After a moment, Tifa's swollen wrist finally disappeared.

Looking at Tifa, Ye Yu said solemnly, "How can you be like this? Before I even learned to walk, I started running!"

"Arc ballistics is a relatively advanced technique in gun fighting. If you want to learn arc ballistics, you must first learn basic gun fighting!"

"Got it!"

"Oh!" Tifa lowered his head and listened quietly to Ye Yu's reprimand. Although his wrist hurt, it was sweet in his heart.