It was predicted by Nie Linyuan, a bad old man.

Xu Qingjun smiled and touched Wang Han's head, "How can anyone say that about a child?"

"The food will be ready soon. Wash your hands and get ready to eat. Didn't Lao Shen and Lingman call me and say they were coming over?"

Shen Yulou took the conversation and said, "Sister-in-law, she is in a meeting. Come over later."

"Lao Xu, where is your granddaughter? Lingman said they would come over to play together."

Xu Hanting filled his enamel jar with a glass of water.

"Hey, this girl is playing cold war with me. She's getting older and has stiffened her wings. She's not obedient anymore. I called her that day and even said a few words to her, but she wasn't happy anymore. That means she's just a girl who can't bear to fight. If it's a boy, he'd have mentioned it earlier.

He got up and died."

An old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes joked, "Old Xu, your granddaughter is a tomboy. She is no different from a boy. She must be beaten when she deserves it."

A group of old men came to the table to eat.

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere became lively.

It was a very enjoyable meal.

After the meal, Chen Kungang said it would take a while for those who wanted to come.

As soon as Qianjie finished speaking, he received another call, saying that several other commanders had sent a message to hold an emergency video conference.

Wang Han had the good sense not to squeeze into this kind of meeting.

Xu Qingjun just said that two granddaughters of the deputy commander would be coming later. Wang Han would definitely not be able to stay any longer. He found an excuse and said that he was going out to the shooting range to play with guns. He hadn't touched a gun for a long time, and he heard the constant noise outside.

The sound of target shooting makes my heart tickle.

Men's love for playing with guns seems to be innate.

Chen Kungang arranged for someone to prepare a gun and enough bullets for Wang Han.

His ears were filled with the sound of gunfire, and flames were spitting out from the muzzle. This feeling of blood boiling made his scalp numb.

A few shuttles passed by and a voice suddenly came from behind.

"You have thirty rounds of bullets, let alone ten rounds. There is not a single shot within eight rounds. This is not how you play with guns."

Wang Han turned around and found that he was a middle-aged man with a tall and straight figure, dark skin, a strong body, and a murderous aura in his movements.

Picked up a gun from the side.

"The body must be steady, the gun must be pressed firmly, three points and one line, don't be impatient, aim carefully and then shoot!"

As he spoke, a hail of bullets passed by.

All ten rings.

The man threw the gun aside and said to Wang Han.

"try again!"

Wang Han hit it with a shuttle.

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue and frowned, as if he had never seen such bad marksmanship before.

"Is this...a method of intimidation?"
Chapter completed!