"Grandpa, you asked your aunt to compete with your two uncles. Isn't this intentional difficulty?"

Song Tingyue and Song Shaochuan are the successors that Song Chengyu is focusing on training. Among the brothers, they have the strongest abilities in all aspects.

And guns make perfect.

These two men started to touch guns at the age of three.

Except for a perverted talented player like Qin Yichen, who can compete with them?

Ji Wennuan didn't know what they were thinking.

She made up her mind to show off her skills in front of Song Linhao and Song Chengyu today, otherwise they would probably not be at ease before the selection of the Qin family guards ended.

Ji Wennuan walked to the long table full of guns, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly opened it, her beautiful eyes shining brightly.

"It's OK."

Song Chengyu pressed the pocket watch in his hand and said, "Start!"

Ji Wennuan picked up the short gun closest to him, held the handle with his right hand, gently pressed the magazine with his thumb, and caught the falling magazine with his left hand.

Then remove the sleeve and remove the re-inlet spring.

Her series of actions were straightforward and neat, without any extra.

Her beautiful little face, without makeup, is clean and cold, slightly tense, beautiful and cool.

Ji Wennuan's move, except for Qin Yichen and Song Linhao, all showed surprise.

This is an expert.

Ji Wennuan is focused on her heart.

She first removed all the guns and then assembled them in sequence.

They are also dismantling and loading guns.

I don’t know if the face is too beautiful or her movements like flowing water have an indescribable beauty.

It's like a visual feast that brings people enjoyment.

Ji Wennuan put the last gun on the table, raised her eyebrows and smiled at Song Chengyu.

Song Chengyu looked at Ji Wennuan blankly and forgot to press the button that ends the time.

"Big Brother."

Song Muci cried out and asked, "How long?"

Song Chengyu came back to his senses and looked at the time, as if he couldn't believe it, "Four minutes, thirty seconds, fifteen milliseconds."

Song Zhimo exclaimed: "It takes less time than the elder brother and the second brother."

"Grandpa was stunned for a few seconds just now."

Song Tingyue looked at Ji Wennuan with fanaticism in his eyes, "She completed the amount of Shaochuan and me alone, and it took a shorter time."

Song Shaochuan said seriously: "She moves very quickly and omits a lot of movements. She knows every gun well, and knows more than we do."

"My grass!"

Song Tingyue couldn't help but swear, "I just said that my uncle is so picky, how could he like a young lady who can't live a pampered life or anything?"

"I am worthy of being my grandson-in-law, great! My eldest grandson has a good vision!"

Ji Wennuan pointed to the more than twenty guns placed in front of him, "This, this is five bullets, this, this is three bullets, this is six bullets, this..."

It was already incredible that Ji Wennuan completed the gun assembly in such a short time. When everyone saw her reporting the number of bullets, they thought she was talking nonsense.

Several people dismantled the gun as Ji Wennuan said, "It was five bullets."

"Five bullets, that's right."

"Three shots, that's right."

...

After everyone confirmed that it was correct, they rubbed their eyes with their hands.

Is this an illusion? Why are there anyone so powerful?

Qin Yichen hugged Ji Wennuan and was honored.

This is his woman!

Song Linhao's brows stretched, and a smile could be seen on his face, "You just said you could play with guns, right? Scrawl the guys and go to the shooting range!"

"Dad, he seems to be excited."

Song Chuyan looked at Song Chengyu who was still a little stunned and whispered.

If it weren't for the excitement, I wouldn't have said such words as the scout guy.

How could he not be excited? He was all excited.

Song Chengyu followed Song Linhao, and the expression on his face was a little unrestrained.

"Tingyue, Shaochuan, Tianrui, Yunzhou, you all."

Song Linhao ordered a few names to let them be with Ji Wennuan.

Qin Yichen looked at Song Linhao, "This set of shooting range, the time for each target to rotate, and the skills of aiming at the bull's eye. They have been practicing for a long time. Today, they will change their gameplay, and they will hit a few rings when they shout. Whoever has a higher hit rate will win."

Song Linhao looked at Ji Wennuan, "Girl, what do you think?"

"I have no objection."

It's just that this is still too pediatric and not very challenging.

But Ji Wennuan is still very excited.

Last time, Qin Yichen gave her only three bullets, and she didn't play enough.

She must have fun today and hit him dozens of shots.

"I'll shout!"

Cai Jinhua volunteered.

Song Chengyu said to other juniors who did not participate: "You can check the time to see who hits the target the fastest distance."

The same hit rate is to compare time.

The competition begins.

Cai Linhua held the horn that had just been sent by someone in his hand and issued an order, "Prepare!"

Several people standing side by side took out their guns, loaded them, and focused on them.

"Eight Rings!"

As soon as Cai Jinhua finished speaking, several people pulled the trigger and shot the bullet in their hands towards the target.

Ji Wennuan was straight and she was not in a position to stand steadily due to the impact of the bullet.

All are in the center of the eight rings.

Cai Jinhua was shocked.

She was in her best condition when she was young.

Cai Jinhua originally wanted to put some water for Ji Wennuan, but now she understands that there is no need for that.

Cai Jinhua didn't shout quickly at the beginning, and everyone could accurately hit the target.

Cai Jinhua has accelerated his speed again and again, getting faster and faster.

More than an hour later, everyone became watermen and were soaked all over.

Except for Song Tingyue, who was the most hard-working person in the Song family, the rest of the Song family were all out of shape and began to make mistakes.

On the other hand, Ji Wennuan was still focused and completely uninfluenced by the outside world.

But Qin Yichen still felt very distressed when he saw it.

"Okay, the winner has been decided, there is no need to continue."

Qin Yichen said, walked to Ji Wennuan and took away the gun she was holding.

Ji Wennuan raised her hands for too long, and her entire arm was numb.

She turned around and looked at Ji Wennuan, her eyelashes were covered with sweat, her face was pale, and her lips were dry.

Qin Yichen felt very distressed, so he took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat and brought the water prepared in advance to her mouth.

Ji Wennuan was indeed thirsty. She drank more than half a cup in one breath and she came over happily.

The smile on her face was bright, and there seemed to be a galaxy hidden in her eyes. "Fourth Master, it's so satisfying. I haven't been so satisfied for a long time, but I just didn't-"

Ji Wennuan wanted to say that there was no technical content, but what he thought of, so he swallowed those words into his stomach.

"This is statistical data, my aunt wins."

Song Chengyu walked to Ji Wennuan excitedly, "You have such a good marksmanship. How long have you learned it? Who taught you? Have you learned sniper?"

Song Chengyu himself was a sniper. Because he made many first-level military achievements and was backed by the Song family, he had his current status.

As soon as he watched Ji Wennuan shoot, he thought this was a good seedling of snipers.

Ji Wennuan pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed.

What should she say? She is better at killing snipers than snipers.

"Uncle, in this way, you have someone ambush and snipe me. How about I counter-snipe?"
Chapter completed!