Taking two frozen pears, Kang Chuwu placed one on the wall and said to Wei Zi with a smile: "It's harder to fight in the dark sky, give it a try."
As he walked, he put another pear to his mouth and took a big bite.
Just as he was about to chew, he heard a muffled sound. Kang Chuwu turned around and saw that the frozen pear on the wall had disappeared, leaving only the dregs after the body was broken into pieces. It was too horrible to see.
She looked at Wei Zi in surprise, who still maintained the shooting action: standing naturally, taking a step sideways with his right leg, raising his hands straight and wrapping his left hand around the right hand holding the gun.
After being stunned for a moment, Kang Chuwu said, "Shall I try?"
She suspected that the few times she missed the shot were because of her incorrect stance.
Wei Zi handed her the pistol.
Kang Chuwu took it, ran over, put the frozen pear he took a bite on on the wall, and ran back again.
She imitated Wei Zi's posture and was about to shoot when she heard Wei Zi say from the side: "You are dominant with your left hand, so hold the gun with your left hand. Put your left hand between your chest. Yes, this way, your body will be more relaxed."
Kang Chuwu shot with confidence.
The bullet flew out, and the frozen pear stood on the wall unharmed. The place where it was bitten was facing her, as if it had a big mouth open to laugh at her silently.
Kang Chuwu couldn't accept it.
Her kung fu is not first-rate in the world, but it can be considered second-rate, right? There is no reason why her marksmanship is not as good as that of Wei Zi who has never practiced kung fu!
She doesn’t believe this evil!
She raised her pistol and fired another bullet. The frozen pear was still standing peacefully on the wall.
Damn it!
Kang Chuwu fired three bullets in a row, and finally hit the frozen pear, but it didn't shatter him into pieces, but scraped against its side and was rolled down the wall by the strong force of the bullet.
Kang Chuwu felt that he was like that pear, rolling down the wall in full view of everyone.
What a shame!
"I've practiced before." Wei Zi said lightly to resolve Kang Chuwu's embarrassment.
Kang Chuwu felt much more comfortable now: Of course she couldn't compare with those who had "practiced".
Wei Zi took the pistol from her hand, stood firm, and fired a shot at the frozen pear that fell on the ground. The frozen pear exploded on the spot.
Kang Chuwu felt better again but was depressed again: Is this just rubbing salt on her wounds?
"I will take away as many bullets as you have." Wei Zi said to Kang Chuwu.
"Yeah." Kang Chuwu said dullly.
"After so many days, you didn't just make the bullets for this gun, right?" Feng Danyuan said coolly.
Kang Chuwu, who was already in a bad mood, suddenly became furious: "I copied a box of guns with several boxes of bullets!"
"Oh? Go and have a look."
Just watch!
Kang Chuwu led the way aggressively.
Wei Zi was still shocked when she saw the piles of pistols and bullets.
Unexpectedly, Kang Chuwu actually imitated it!
"It can't be compared with your pistol. It can fire up to five bullets at a time. If you want something with better performance, wait for me to study it slowly." Kang Chuwu said.
"Very good." Feng Danyuan praised for the first time.
Kang Chuwu had a fake smile on his face, but he rolled his eyes silently in his heart: Of course it's good. What she can do is enough to be proud of all the disciples of this generation of "Tiangong Sect"!
"Feng Su, you don't have to go back with me this time, just stay here to supervise the work." Feng Danyuan said.
"yes."
Kang Chuwu suddenly felt happy, and when he looked at Feng Danyuan again, he no longer looked like an enemy.
*
That night, Wei Zi personally directed the renovation of the foundry and was busy until midnight.
At dawn the next day, Feng Danyuan and Wei Zi went out of the mountain.
After getting on the carriage, Wei Zi asked Feng Danyuan: "You asked Feng Su to stay, was it your intention or Feng Su's?"
