Ling Ruojing's proposal made him slightly moved. He would do whatever it took to achieve that lofty goal.

However, it seems that the two young marshals did not care much about Yuan Wense, so China Pastoral just added a project with the mentality of giving it a try.

The entire game is mainly between men and men. The name of the game is the death game. Each team can have three people to compete with wolves, lions and tigers without weapons. The final winner has a right, they can submit to the game.

Any request made by the losing party must be implemented by the other party.

In addition, each team can have a woman sitting in a military jeep with a gun in her hand. She is a mobile member of the team and can support her teammates at any time.

Zhonghua Tianyuan smiled: "I heard that Mrs. Marshal Feng is very good at marksmanship. This is specially set for her."

Lao Shi replied unceremoniously: "I don't need it, you can cancel this item. No women in our team will participate in this project, and my wife's maids can't even shoot."

This sentence was spoken very confidently and loudly. Ling Ruojing's face twitched when she heard this sentence. It turns out that these two ugly and fat girls can't shoot, so it would be more ridiculous for her to be so scared yesterday!

Zhonghua Tianyuan chuckled: "Your wife has excellent marksmanship, so don't bury her talent."

In fact, it would be very beneficial for their team if Yuan Wense became this mobile team member, but Lao Shi felt that the remaining parties did not allow their wives to participate in the competition, and the women they sent were not qualified to compete with their wives at all, so he categorically

reject.

His strong protest made Zhonghua Tianyuan's face become worse and worse. Ling Ruojing was so frightened that she turned blue because she realized that she might have been frightened by this 15-year-old girl yesterday, and the other party was not only good at shooting.

Not so good, the people around me have never even touched a gun.

Ling Ruojing brought eight guards who were proficient in marksmanship, but was frightened by such a little girl. She felt that she was really shameless in front of others.

"I wonder why Marshal Feng didn't agree to let your wife participate in the competition?" Zhao Junfa, a small northern warlord, suddenly asked.

Old Shi said: "Of course there is no woman here whose status is worthy of being compared with hers."

Zhao Junfa nodded: "I remember that Mr. Ming's wife is a famous heroine, Mrs. Zhou's marksmanship is also very good, Mrs. Zhonghua Tianyuan..." He stopped here and looked at Zhonghua Tianyuan.

China Garden nodded and smiled, "My wife's marksmanship is mediocre, but she is very courageous and loves taking risks. I think she will definitely like this idea."

Of course Ling Ruojing didn't like this idea, but she was very angry now, feeling that Yuan Wense had deceived her. In order to win over Yuan Wense, Ling Ruojing smiled and said crisply: "My shooting skills are naturally far inferior to Young Madam Feng, since Young Madam is so aggressive

You must compete with me. The timing was not right yesterday. If the time is different, I will risk my life to accompany you!"

After Ling Ruojing finished speaking, she stared at Yuan Wense's face, wanting to see her worried and scared expression.

It's a pity that Yuan Wense has no fear in her heart, and is a little happy. She feels that she has nothing to show off in front of Lao Shi, but seeing Ling Ruojing forcing herself like this, it would be a shame not to slap her hard in the face. (Unfinished)
Chapter completed!