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170. Chapter 170 Flattery is also a technique 2

"Mu Mu, you are so amazing, I admire you so much."

"Junior sister, why are your marksmanship so good? Who taught you that?"

"You will be my idol from now on."

"right."

"..."

Facing the compliment, Mu Mu smiled and shrugged, with a helpless expression, "I'm sorry that I can't kiss my senior brother."

He also deliberately glanced at Concubine Guan Xiao.

She still had two bullets left, so there was no point in shooting her. Although there were ten bullets all over her front, they were not shot through one bullet hole.

Even if her next two shots still hit ten rings, she will still lose.

'Bang bang'

Guan Xiaofei fired the remaining two shots and then threw the gun on the table.

Standing there, taking no action.

Mansen looked at Mu Mu, his teeth itching with hatred, "That little girl, that pulling force is just as annoying and squeaky as yours."

When he lost to Lu Yifan, Lu Yifan was also like that, lazily throwing the gun on the table, thinking that he was very cool and miserable.

A scoundrel look on his face.

Lu Yifan put his hands in his trouser pockets and laughed out loud, his magnetic voice and laughter were particularly pleasant.

This girl's understanding is not very high.

You can really learn and sell now.

He is also brave enough.

When he taught her target shooting on the first day, he told her that when he was shooting, he liked to put his free hand in his pocket to stabilize his posture better.

He only told her once, and she took it to heart.

Serial guns, this is not what he taught.

Lu Yifan shifted his gaze to Man Wenyu, and his laughter became more hearty and sweet. He pointed at Man Wenyu and said to Man Sen beside him: "Mr. Man, thank you for the experience imparted by your noble master."

Mansen snorted coldly and didn't look at him.

Just now, Man Wenyu was shooting with a serial gun, hitting one bullet hole every ten times.

Why are you so capable? Lu Yifan looked closely at Mu Mu, boy, that pulling power is really to his liking.

The scorekeeper reported Guan Xiaofei's score, 100 points.

The accuracy is not as good as Mu Mu.

Mu Mu smiled and glanced at the men surrounding her, "Brothers, why don't you hurry up on the small benefits that the team leader has given us?"

Someone from Guan Xiaofei's party was dissatisfied, "Hey, Team Leader Guan also got a hundred rings. You two have the same grades. Why should Team Leader Guan kiss you?"

"That's right, the team leader also has 100 rings. There is no requirement for a bullet hole in the competition. The competition is about performance."

Mu Mu blinked innocently, "I have one hundred and ten rings."

Are you all blind? I obviously shot eleven times, okay?

"Although that shot misfired, but it hit the target and came from my hand, that's how good my score is?"

"..."

Everyone was silent "..."

Yes, she has one hundred and ten rings.

The team leader, Dang No. 1, stamped his feet and said, "How can anyone shoot eleven? You are a scumbag."

Mu Mu still looked innocent, "Team leader Guan didn't stipulate just ten shots just now."

After saying that, she turned to Guan Xiaofei and asked, "Team leader Guan, are you right?"

She curved her lips and smiled, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, no one could see the cunning hidden in her eyes.

Guan Xiaofei's Party No. 2 was still unconvinced: "You are obviously a scoundrel, but it doesn't count at all."

Mu Mu pouted and said, "It's okay if the team leader doesn't want to kiss me, but you all have to recognize my achievements. Senior brothers, don't you think so?"

The little face is plump and smooth, white and rosy, and the pair of watery eyes make people feel distressed.

You look like I will cry if you don't help me.

How can men resist such a cute little junior sister?

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