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Lu Jing'er's eyes were filled with stars, and she looked at Song Xinghe with admiration and joy, "My Xinghe is amazing!"
Ning Zimo looked at Ye Fan anxiously. This was going to be troublesome. Unless he achieved near-perfect results, he would definitely lose.
¡°It¡¯s okay to admit defeat in advance,¡± Song Xinghe said lightly, looking at Ye Fan indifferently.
Ye Fan is also in a dilemma. It seems that he can't pretend. After all, no matter whether it's ninety-nine or one hundred, people won't believe that you are deceived.
"It's not a big deal to admit defeat, let's give it a try." Ye Fan grinned and went up to load bullets.
Raising the gun again, Ye Fan also used one hand. The arm was like a machine, shooting bullets at the same frequency and on the same horizontal line.
As soon as Ye Fan put down his gun, Fu Peng immediately went to check the statistics.
When three bright red numbers appeared on the screen, Fu Peng and Ning Zimo were stunned.
Song Xinghe and Lu Jinger frowned, with incredulous eyes
"100!?"
Fu Peng stared at the number carefully for a long time before he convinced himself that he was not dazzled.
"Are you participating in the Olympics?!" Fu Peng almost fainted. This was a real gun. It was fifty meters away, ten consecutive shots, all hitting the bull's-eye! ?
Ye Fan said cheerfully: "Good luck, I performed exceptionally well today."
Although he said this, everyone present was not stupid. It was obvious that Ye Fan did not show his true ability just now.
Song Xinghe had a gloomy look on his face, "If you lose, you lose. Your skills are not as good as others, and you are willing to lose. Ye Fan, tell me your bank card number and I will transfer it to you directly."
"Hey, forget it, Xinghe, we are all acquaintances, let's just treat it as a joke." Ye Fan didn't want to make it too embarrassing.
Song Xinghe said stubbornly: "I don't just play around with others. If we agree on one million, it will be one million! I can afford to lose!"
"Xinghe, let me help you," Lu Jing'er thought it was her fault and whispered pitifully.
"No need!" Song Xinghe glared at the woman angrily. If it hadn't been for her, he wouldn't have lost to Ye Fan.
Lu Jing'er was scared and regretful. She felt that the reason why Song Xinghe was angry with her was because of Ye Fan. This guy was targeting her!
She didn¡¯t believe that Ye Fan was really capable of hitting ten ten rings.
Seeing that Song Xinghe was about to get angry, Ye Fan had nothing to do, so he said: "Ning'er, just accept the money and treat it as if I deposit it in your Ziye Teahouse."
Ning Zimo pursed her lips and smiled, "I brought you here for such a trip, and you made me a million. I'm taking too much advantage."
After making a joke to lighten the atmosphere, Ning Zimo reported a bank account number to Song Xinghe.
Song Xinghe quickly transferred a sum of money, then turned around and left.
Lu Jinger followed him out, just like the little daughter-in-law who was about to be abandoned, looking somewhat pitiful.
"It seems that Lao Song is very depressed today, and he actually lost this result," Fu Peng said with emotion.
Ye Fan asked curiously: "Aren't you depressed? You can do your duty in the future and stop trying to take advantage of my woman."
Fu Peng curled his lips and said, "I can still afford to lose. Since you are really capable, I will admit it."
With that said, Fu Peng stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, make a friend. I hope you can bring happiness to Miss Ning."
Ye Fan thought this guy was pretty good, so he extended his hand and shook his hand.
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In the parking lot outside the club, Song Xinghe had just gotten into his R8 when he saw Lu Jing'er also getting into the passenger seat.
"Go down!" Song Xinghe scolded him coldly.
Lu Jing'er looked aggrieved, with tears in her eyes: "Xinghe, I was wrong. I really didn't expect that Ye Fan was so lucky. Don't be angry with me."
"Shit luck? Have you ever seen someone with shit luck who can hit ten shots and ten rings!?" Song Xinghe sneered, this woman is really stupid.
Lu Jing'er didn't care about this and said: "Why are you like this? We have been together for four years. I followed you in the country of Magnesium. Why are you becoming more and more cruel to me after returning to the country?"
"If you think I'm evil, then go back to Magnesium Country!"
"II don't want it! When I come back this time, I will marry you!"
"When did I say I wanted to marry you? Get off the car!" Song Xinghe cursed in an irritable mood.
The more Lu Jing'er listened, the more aggrieved she became. She shouted, "You've gone too far," and then ran out of the car.
Song Xinghe didn't care about the woman, the cold light in his eyes flickered for a while,He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Xinghe? Why do you have time to call me?" An excited female voice over there was none other than Liu Shuangshuang.
Song Xinghe said with a strange expression: "Liu Shuangshuang, do something for me, and I will give you a sum of money after you finish it."
"What's the matter? You hurt our feelings just by talking about money, just say it!" Liu Shuangshuang said.
An evil smile appeared on Song Xinghe's lips, "I discovered a secret about Ye Fan today, and I want you to tell Yun'er"
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Ye Fan and Ning Zimo spent the afternoon playing at the shooting club, and their mood improved a lot. Listening to the sound of bullets being fired from various guns, it seemed that the worries in their hearts were cleared away.
Ye Fan thought about it carefully, and maybe he should give himself and Su Qingxue some time to get used to each other.
Suddenly, she discovered that her newly married husband was an executioner who had killed many people and his hands were stained with blood. Even a woman would collapse. Relatively speaking, Su Qingxue reacted calmly.
"How are you? Are you feeling much better?" Ning Zimo asked sweetly on the way back to the car.
Ye Fan nodded, "What next? Have dinner?"
"It's still a bit early, why don't you go see my elite training results and give me some guidance?" Ning Zimo suggested.
Ye Fan thought for a moment and realized that he just wanted to study the formula given by Xu Lingshan, so it would be a good idea to go to the training ground.
The two of them returned to the Ziye Teahouse and came to the open space in the backyard, where several young thugs were training hard.
These people are all practicing the set of movements taught by Ye Fan. Even though it is the simplest for Ye Fan, these young people are still stumbling.
Ye Fan understood that their basic skills were not good, so he said a few words of encouragement, gave some pointers, and let them practice on their own.
Ning Zimo originally thought that Ye Fan was going back to the teahouse to prepare for dinner, but in the end, Ye Fan stood in the middle of the venue, closing his eyes, as if thinking about something.
"Do you want to practice?" Ning Zimo asked.
Ye Fan nodded, "I'm studying something, please wait for me."
Ning Zimo understood, and a group of other Zizhulin gang members present were watching.
Everyone wants to know what kind of kung fu Ye Fan practices.
However, after more than ten minutes, there was no movement from Ye Fan.
"Brother Fan, what are you practicing? Are you meditating?"
"Silly, how can you meditate while standing?"
Everyone is very confused because they can't see why.
But at this moment, a sudden pressure spread, centered on Ye Fan!
"Hiss!¡ª¡ª"
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