When Shan Yi heard what Song Bingwen said, he knew that Song Bingwen meant that he could not show mercy.
Generally speaking, if other people say this, Shanyi will definitely know and just act like it.
The implication is that he cannot be too harsh.
But for the army, military orders are as clear as a mountain, and the words are very direct, without any twists and turns.
If Song Bingwen wants him to try his best in Danyi, then he will definitely give it a try.
If he acted like that, Song Bingwen would definitely be angry.
Shan Yi immediately nodded and smiled, "Okay, I understand."
"Come on!" Song Bingwen waved his hand and motioned for the other party to come forward.
Shan Yi paused, then waved his hands in a fighting posture.
Leaning closer to Song Bingwen, he first tested it with feints, but Song Bingwen was a veteran and he must know what this kid was thinking.
So Song Bingwen smiled and raised his hand and said, "Come on."
Shan Yi stared at Song Bingwen closely, and then struck directly with his palm.
Song Bingwen's eyes turned cold. He looked at the other party's movements and immediately stretched out his hand.
With a snap, he directly blocked it, but at this time Shan Yi grasped Song Bingwen's wrist with his palm.
Then he swung his body and flipped flexibly, as if he wanted to control the opponent's wrist.
But Song Bingwen was not a vegetarian. When he saw his opponent like this, he was slightly startled, and immediately stretched out his hand to block it.
At this time, Shanyi saw that the opponent was blocking him, and he was unwilling to do so, so he raised his foot and kicked him directly.
With a snap, Song Bingwen stretched out his arm to block it again, but Shan Yi's kick was stronger, so Song Bingwen took two steps back.
Chief, are you okay? Shan Yi suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and then he realized that he had struck too hard.
Song Bingwen waved his hand and smiled, tilted his head and smiled at Qin Fan and said: "Young man is quite interesting. It seems that I have underestimated the enemy."
As he spoke, Song Bingwen stretched out his palm and waved to Shan Yi with a smile: Come on, I'll play with you now.
Shan Yi felt relieved after hearing this, and then the two started fighting again.
Qin Fan sat next to him with his legs crossed, biting an apple and watching the two fight.
After all, Song Bingwen has been in the army for such a long time, and there is nothing to say about his physical fitness or skills.
On the contrary, the univocal meaning is somewhat lacking.
But for this young man who has never been in the army, he is already very powerful.
After a burst of crackling, Song Bingwen jumped on his feet, with a dashing posture, and punched it.
Shan Yi's face changed as soon as he took a look, and he hurriedly dodged and blocked it with his arms.
There was a snap.
Although Shan Yi blocked the opponent's fist, he was shaken backwards, his legs trembled, and then he sat directly on the ground.
Song Bingwen stopped his hand and stood there, turning his head to look at Qin Fan and asked with a smile: "Brother, how are you doing?"
Qin Fan threw the apple core on the table, stood up, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Wen is awesome."
Several servants standing nearby to watch the excitement also applauded and said that Song Bingwen's skills were so good.
Song Bingwen waved his hands happily and said with a smile: "My skills are far inferior to yours."
After saying that, he turned to look at Shan Yi and asked with a smile: "Is everything okay?"
Shan Yi hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "Chief, I, Shan Yi, am really humbled. You are really amazing."
Song Bingwen smiled and patted Shan Yi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are not bad either. You are already very good after practicing to this level."
He waved his hand and smiled, "Let's go and see how your shooting is."
"shooting?"
Shan Yi was startled and asked, "Do you have a shooting room here?"
Song Bingwen raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "It's weird?"
Shan Yi hurriedly shook his head and smiled bitterly, "No, no, I just think it's awesome."
Immediately, the three of them went to the shooting room next to it.
For Song Bingwen, he must practice all the time and not slack off.
Shooting room.
There are several types of pistols and bows and arrows here.
Come on! Song Bingwen handed Qin Fan a gun and said with a smile: "Brother, come on."
Qin Fan glanced at it, waved his hands and said with a smile: "I'd better forget it."
Song Bingwen definitely didn't want to do it at this time. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "I have never seen you shoot a gun before. Give it a try."
Qin Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, you fight first, I will learn from you."
When Shan Yi heard what Qin Fan said, he immediately smiled and said: "Boss Qin, it turns out you have never played with this thing."
"Yes," Qin Fan nodded truthfully, and said with a smile: "I have played with it twice before in the hands of hunters in the village, but I have never beaten it."
Shan Yi smiled and said, "I have hunted in our place before."
At this time, Song Bingwen handed Shan Yi a gun and said with a smile: "Come on then, let me see your shooting level."
Shan Yi knew that Song Bingwen was a forthright person, so he was not polite.
Immediately, Shan Yi took the pistol over, put on earmuffs, aimed at the target, and fired three shots in a row.
Song Bingwen took a look through the telescope.
He nodded and said: "Not bad, one nine-ring and two eight-ring. If you train more in the future, you will definitely make great progress."
When Shan Yi heard what Song Bingwen said, he must have been happy. Suddenly Shan Yi hurriedly smiled and said: "Chief, I'm still far behind you." "Okay, when you get to my age, you will be better than me."
I'm awesome!"
Song Bingwen said and then turned his head to look at Qin Fan and asked with a smile: "Brother, are you sure you won't come?"
Qin Fan shook his head and smiled and said: "I still won't come. I don't know how to fight. I can't fight at all."
Song Bingwen saw how humble this kid was. Without saying a word, he handed the gun to Qin Fan and said, "How will you know if you don't hit him? Try hitting him twice."
"Yes, Boss Qin, just give it a try," Shan Yi agreed with a smile.
Qin Fan glanced at the two of them, then reluctantly picked up the gun, put on the earmuffs, aimed the gun at the target, and made a few clicks.
Song Bingwen picked up the telescope and took a look.
"How is the chief?" Shan Yi asked hurriedly.
He wanted to know what Qin Fan's shooting level was like, was he better than him?
Song Bingwen put down the telescope and smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay."
Shan Yi became even more curious after hearing this. He took Song Bingwen's telescope and couldn't wait to take a look.
Only then did he discover that Qin Fan's two shots landed on the second and third rings, and one shot did not hit the target, which meant that one shot missed.
Shan Yi thought to himself that Qin Fan's shooting skills were second to none, and anyone he picked would be better than him.
Qin Fan looked at the faces of the two of them and then said with a smile: "I guess so, this thing is really not suitable for me."
In fact, Qin Fan's shooting level is very high. He can hit the tenth ring with three shots just standing there, but Qin Fan doesn't want to show off like this.
Because if he is too powerful, Song Bingwen will not be able to show off.
Song Bingwen didn't have anything to say to comfort him. This guy was shot so badly with three shots.
So he smiled and said: "It's okay, brother, you will definitely get better if you practice more in the future."
Immediately the three of them came out of the shooting room and returned to the living room in the front yard.