Mu Tingchen raised his eyebrows, he didn't say a word, and suddenly walked away.

Prison Ning'an loaded it herself, but it still didn't seem to be ideal, and at this time, she saw Mu Tingchen bring a few firearms over, both short and long, all of which were different styles.

"Take so much?" She looked puzzled.

The man put the guns on the table, and he broke them down one by one without saying a word before he spoke, "No one knows what kind of firearms are provided during actual combat, so each model has to be practiced." ”

"Must be within thirty seconds?" Prison Ning'an picked up one and looked at it, picked up another and looked at it, like a curious baby.

"It's better to be within that standard." He crossed his arms around his chest, "How?" Do you want to keep practicing? ”

"Uh......" Prison Ning'an thought for a while, looked at the time, it was almost three o'clock, and if he practiced one by one, he would definitely not be able to finish it.

And today's purpose is to end up in real combat, and it's useless to patronize the assembly of firearms.

So, she said, "If we don't assemble it first, we'll end up ......."

"Hmm." The man took his helmet and put it on, and armed himself.

When Prison Ning'an assembled the firearm and was about to take the helmet, the man took the lead in picking it up for her.

He put it on her, and Prison Ning'an was flattered, staring at the man's hand shaking in front of his face.

After adjusting the height of the helmet, Mu Tingchen tied the helmet strap for her and put his hand on her chin.

She could see that the man's fingers were slender and beautiful, fairer and more delicate than the average man.

It is said that the doctor's hands are beautiful, and if this is the case, Dr. Jun's hands are better than women's.

"Alright, let's go." The man let go and picked up the firearm.

"Doctor Jun, don't let me, if you want to help me, don't be polite!" Prison Ning'an pushed the brim of his hat and loaded the bullet with two clicks.

"If you can defeat me, you can defeat her." The man hooked his lips.

She smiled and raised her gun, made an aiming gesture, and aimed at the position of the man's heart: "Doctor Jun, I hit this position today, and you are mine!" ”

With that, she turned around and left, quickly disappearing in front of him.

Mu Tingchen laughed and quickly got off the field......

The confrontation between two people is relatively time-consuming, after all, the venue is quite large, and it is not easy to find a person.

It wasn't until the evening that the winner was decided.

No accident, Prison Ning'an lost, there was no suspense, but she also shot and almost hit him.

Because the time limit for the competition is to defeat the opponent, it is likely that she will have to act at night, so Mu Tingchen took her to continue the game after nightfall, and taught her how to distinguish and observe the terrain in the dark.

Prison Ning'an has good eyesight, but his vision range is not good at night, and he can't always take care of every direction, so he can't help but be anxious.

Seeing that she was emotionally unstable and quite agitated, the man took her away from the shooting range.

On the way back to Taiyuan, Mu Tingchen drove in person, and his bodyguards drove behind.

Prison Ning'an leaned on the co-pilot's seat, she was so tired that she fell asleep after a while, her eyes drooped, and she couldn't open them.

The man glanced at her and slowed down the car a bit, which was originally a ten-minute journey but drove for about twenty minutes.

Prison Ning'an rested for a while, and returned to the villa to become refreshed.

The steward led the servants to wait at the door, and the dinner had just been served, and when she entered the dining room, she saw the food, and the woman's eyes lit up.

Prison Ning'an was hungry, feasting, without any scruples about his image, and eating all over his mouth.

The man didn't eat much, and kept staring at her with his coffee cup.