In the student union office, Ye Minglu stood straight in front of his desk.
Sitting on the desk chair is a girl who can be called a loli. She has long pale pink hair and a small face without makeup, which is as stunning as jade dew.
His eyes were clear and clear without any impurities, and his mouth with Alpine sugar in his mouth radiated a sweet smile.
Wuyue leaned back on her chair, picked up the tablet, and tapped the screen a few times with her fingers.
"Ming Lu, Jie Xin's work has been arranged. Her information cannot be found in the database. She is really a mystery like Emily."
"Thank you for your help."
"By the way, who are they?"
"this...."
"Forget it, don't worry about it. I asked you to come today. Why do you think it is?"
Ye Minglu pondered for a long time, shook his head and said, "Why?"
"You had no idea, hehe, of course you're returning the favor."
Wuyue laughed happily, and there were times when he couldn't guess, and he immediately explained frankly.
Is it coming? Ye Minglu's heart is beating rapidly. The so-called favor is not a simple matter.
From the mouth of the talented beautiful girl Wuyue, it is possible to make the heavens and the gods weep.
"Can I do it? Will it be difficult?" Ye Minglu asked tentatively.
Wuyue held her Alpine candy in her mouth and said easily: "It can be done, and it's very simple."
"Then how do you repay the favor?"
Although Wuyue said this, he obviously didn't believe that it could be done naturally, and the simplicity mentioned in his mouth was probably as simple as it was difficult.
Alpine Sugar pointed at Ye Ming Lu, Wu Yue laughed and said, "Go on a date with me, Ming Lu."
"ha?"
Ye Minglu's eyes widened, his brain short-circuited, and he was stuck on the word "date".
Wuyue has a unique personality and she always speaks her mind. Once she makes a decision, no one can change her will.
Sometimes Ye Minglu feels that she is really only thirteen years old? Is it a sign of social precocity?
To be bold, as the student council president, she is just an appetizer.
At the age of thirteen, no one cares whether she is the president or not when she goes out. To ordinary people, she looks like an innocent little girl. On the contrary, Ye Minglu will be labeled as dirty.
"Um...can you change it?"
"No, I have the exam next week, and I may not see you during the two months of summer vacation, so go on a date with me before the vacation!"
Wuyue closed her eyes and pouted her mouth, having to make this decision.
Ye Minglu fell into hard thinking and frowned. Yes, it was a two-month holiday. As for what would happen next, Ye Minglu didn't dare to think about it. If he didn't return the favor, he didn't know if there would be a chance in the future.
"As expected, you really don't want to date me..."
Wuyue glanced at Ye Minglu, who was frowning. She had never seen him thinking so hard before, and she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
"No, tell me the location and time, and I will abide by the agreement." Ye Minglu answered seriously.
"real?"
Wuyue was overjoyed, Ye Minglu's firm eyes definitely didn't look like he was fooling himself.
"Yes."
"Okay...week...Saturday, I, I, I will...send text messages to your mobile phone, that is...the date place."
Ye Minglu's confirmation made Wuyue at a loss. She had never been in such a panic. Her face suddenly turned rosy and she stammered when speaking.
"Yes, I understand."
With Wu Yue's appearance, Ye Minglu felt that she didn't have such thoughts as a witch. In the final analysis, she was just an innocent little girl, and she felt relieved.
Mojia Garden Castle basement.
"Hitting the target at a long range is actually very simple. It depends on feel, sight, and combination of points, lines, and surfaces. Most of the skilled people can actually rely on feeling. As for novices, they have to do it step by step."
Ye Minglu told Modi that his second one was the Elf of Darkness. The Elf Magic Armor was a long-range weapon, and his marksmanship was known to be poor. One out of ten shots only hit the edge.
Modi has practiced shooting for several years. During military training, he always hit the target with all his shots. At most, a few shots missed the target and missed the target.
In this basement, Modi had already made a phone call to renovate it. One side of the large venue is full of targets, and the other side is filled with live ammunition. After all, rich people have no shortage of security gun licenses.
Ye Minglu pointed to his nose and said, "Am I considered a novice?"
"Ming Lu, you are no longer a novice. You should be a rookie among the veterans. You are even more useless than the novices."
Modi, who was wearing a military uniform, told the truth, a typical instructor version. There were many newbies in the military training, and two or three times out of ten, everyone was better than Ye Minglu.
Moody poked an old wound and spoke mercilessly, doing as much damage as possible. Ye Minglu had nothing to say to this best friend.
"Then, let's take a step first and test how far your accuracy is."
Modi was fully armed to the teeth, with only his two eyes exposed. He placed the targets five, ten, twenty and forty meters away, with increasing multiples.
Modi looked funny, and Ye Minglu asked: "Hey, what are you doing like this?"
"For your own safety."
"Am I that scary? Just stand aside, then I won't be able to cum in you no matter what."
"Who knows! Just be careful and let's get started."
Modi ran to the side and hid, not trusting Ye Minglu's shooting skills.
Ye Minglu picked up a May 4th-style pistol with a caliber of 7.62 mm, a total gun weight of 840 grams, an effective range of 50m, a magazine capacity of eight rounds, no manual safety, and only a hammer semi-cocking safety.
Regardless of whether it is light or heavy, the effect of real guns and live ammunition is the most obvious. It is much easier to ask Modi to do this. In this case, he can practice his marksmanship without any scruples.
The first thing was the target five meters away. Ye Minglu took a deep breath, held the gun with both hands, and aimed at the bullseye with his right eye, sweat dripping from his forehead.
With a bang, the bullet shell came out, and the red heart of the target was instantly pierced.
The difficulty of five meters is nothing at all. Ordinary people can do it. The next ten or twenty meters are the problem.
Modi's May 4th pistol can shoot as far as fifty meters. After all, the effective range is fifty meters, and the pistol's shooting distance is completely clear.
"It's Ten Meter's turn, come on!" Modi hid in the corner and made a cheering gesture.
Ye Minglu swallowed a sip of saliva. Ten meters was a little far away, so he should still be able to hit it. The target for military training was a hundred meters away, so ten meters was nothing.
Bang!
Aim and pull the trigger, the bullet penetrates the bullseye ten meters away at a speed of 420 meters per second.
Ye Minglu's palms were sweating. Ten meters was very difficult for him, and the target for the next twenty meters was basically out of sight.
bang, bang, bang
Several bullets passed by the edge of the twenty-meter target.
What's even more outrageous is that the bullet hit the wall and reflected at the feet of Modi, who was hiding on one side. Modi was frightened.
"Ming Lu, are you shooting at a target, or are you shooting at me?" Modi waved his fist and cursed.
Ye Minglu shouted sheepishly: "Sorry, it seems that twenty meters away is my limit."
Modi walked over with lingering fear and coughed: "Based on your situation, the aiming is not accurate enough and the posture is wrong. The main point is to look at the line from the point of the gun to the edge of the muzzle to hit the target.
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"Just tell me straight, I know my marksmanship is terrible, so stop making so many sarcastic remarks."
Ye Minglu looked dejectedly at Modi, who was fully armed. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
"Tonight I will teach you how to use a gun first, and then you can strengthen your training and the effect will be much better."
"Yes, instructor." Ye Minglu stood at attention and said.
"It's quite pleasant to hear a few more words."
"What a beautiful idea!" Ye Minglu pushed him and tried to push him further.
Ye Minglu is now fully familiar with and accustomed to using all kinds of firearms. After all, the Elf Magic Equipment is not an ordinary firearm, but a gun that can fire magic. Its power is comparable to the destructive power of a rocket launcher, but its range is not as wide.
On the first night, Ye Minglu was given devilish instructions from Modi on the shooting posture and how to aim, and he also asked well-trained security guards to guide him. Although it created a bit of a scary scene in the process, in general, there were
Harvest.
"I'm back!"
After training all night, Modi didn't come back until 12 o'clock in the night. Modi asked his bodyguards to pick him up in a special car. There was no elf by his side on Ye Ming Road. It was very dangerous to go home alone. He was not afraid of encountering robbers and bandits, but worried that the demon hunter would hunt him.
I turned on the light, and the house was neatly tidied and cleaned. It was so late, so I must have gone back to my room.
I quietly walked up to the second floor and knocked on the door of my room. There was no response from inside. Did I really sleep?
Ye Minglu sneaked into the room as quietly as if he was breaking into a house to steal something. He couldn't figure out why he was so careful like a thief when this was his home. Besides, he couldn't wake them up even if they were asleep without making a lot of noise.
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Emily's little nest is full of toys, but it is still empty. On the large bed on Yeming Road, two elf girls are cuddling each other and sleeping soundly, as cute as a pair of sleeping little angels. What is ugly is that the quilt is kicked up
to the feet.
He was not at home, which was rare. They would clean the housework themselves. Even if they didn't see them arguing, seeing the two of them sleeping together, Ye Minglu suddenly felt very happy. Even if he was tired from training, it was worth it.
"Good night, Emily, Yuxin!"
Ye Minglu picked up the quilt that had been kicked out, covered the two girls gently, and stroked their little heads at the same time. It would be better if they made less noise!
Emily and Yue Xin smiled sweetly as if they heard him speak.
Ye Minglu took a stack of thin quilts to sleep on the sofa downstairs. It would be better for them to sleep together.