Chapter 0128

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Lu Jinger stared at Song Xinghe with admiration and joy, "My Xinghe is amazing!"

Ning Zimo looked at Ye Fan anxiously with a dry expression on his face. This time he would be in trouble. Unless he scored a near-perfect result, 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 you can't pretend. After all, no matter if you hit ninety-nine or one hundred, people will not believe that you are fooled.

"Admitting defeat is not enough, let's try," Ye Fan grinned, and loaded the bullet.

Raising the gun again, Ye Fan also switched to a hand. The arm is like a machine, shooting the bullet at the same frequency and the same horizontal line.

As soon as Ye Fan put down his gun, Fu Peng immediately went to see the statistics.

When three bright red numbers appeared on the screen, both Fu Peng and Ning Zimo were stunned.

Song Xinghe and Lu Jinger frowned, and they also had incredulous eyes...

"100!?"

Fu Peng stared at the number carefully for a long time before he was convinced that he was not dazzled.

"Are you participating in the Olympics?!" Fu Peng was about to faint, this is a real gun, with a distance of 50 meters, ten bursts, all of which hit the bull's-eye! ?

Ye Fan said cheerfully: "Good luck, I performed exceptionally well today."

Although he said so, everyone present was not stupid, obviously Ye Fan didn't show his real skills just now.

Song Xinghe had a gloomy face, "If you lose, you lose. If you are inferior to others, you are willing to lose. Ye Fan, report your bank card number, and I will transfer it to you directly."

"Hey, forget it, Xinghe, we are all acquaintances, let's treat it as a joke." Ye Fan didn't want to make too bad face.

But Song Xinghe said stubbornly: "I don't play casually with others. If we agree on one million, it will be one million! I can afford to lose!"

"Xinghe, let me do it for you," Lu Jing'er thought it was her fault, and whispered pitifully.

"No need!" Song Xinghe glared at the woman angrily, if it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have lost to Ye Fan.

Lu Jing'er was afraid and regretted, thinking that the reason why Song Xinghe was angry with her was because of Ye Fan, and this guy was targeting her!

She didn't believe that Ye Fan really had the strength to hit ten ten rings.

Seeing that Song Xinghe was going to get angry, Ye Fan didn't do anything, so he said: "Ning'er, you can take the money, and I will deposit it in your Ziye teahouse."

Ning Zimo pursed her lips and smiled, "I'll take you here, and you'll earn me one million. I'm taking advantage too much."

After making a joke to ease the atmosphere, Ning Zimo reported a bank account to Song Xinghe.

Song Xinghe quickly drew a sum of money over, then turned around and left.

Lu Jing'er went out together, just like a little daughter-in-law who was about to be abandoned, she looked somewhat pitiful.

"It seems that Lao Song is very depressed today, and he even lost this result," Fu Peng said with emotion.

Ye Fan asked curiously, "Aren't you depressed? You can do your part in the future, don't try to think of my woman again."

Fu Peng curled his lips, "I still can afford to lose, since you are really capable, then I admit it too."

As he said that, Fu Peng stretched out his hand, "Come on, make a friend, I hope you can make Miss Ning happy."

Ye Fan felt that this guy was not bad, so he reached out and shook his hand.

...

In the parking lot outside the club, Song Xinghe just got into his R8 when he saw Lu Jinger also got into the co-pilot.

"Go down!" Song Xinghe scolded coldly.

Lu Jing'er looked aggrieved, with tears in her eyes: "Xinghe, I was wrong, I really didn't expect Ye Fan to be so lucky. Don't be angry with me."

"Shit luck? Have you ever seen a dog shit luck who can hit ten shots and ten rings!?" Song Xinghe sneered, this woman is really an idiot.

Lu Jing'er didn't care about these things, and said, "Why are you doing this? We've been together for four years, and I followed you in the country of Magnesia. Why did you become more and more fierce to me after returning to the country?"

"If you think I'm evil, then go back to the country of magnesium!"

"I...I don't want to! I will marry you when I come back this time!"

"When did I say I want to marry you? Get out of the car!" Song Xinghe cursed angrily.

The more Lu Jinger listened, the more aggrieved she became, she yelled "You are too much", and then ran out of the car.

Song Xinghe didn't care about the woman, his eyes flickered for a while, then he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Xinghe? Why do you call me when you have time?" The excited female voice over there was Liu Shuangshuang.

Song Xinghe said with a strange expression: "Liu Shuangshuang, do something for me, and I'll give you a sum of money after I'm done."

"What's the matter? Talking about money hurts your feelings, just say it!" Liu Shuangshuang said.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Song Xinghe's mouth, "I discovered a secret about Ye Fan today, I want you to tell Yun'er..."

...

Ye Fan and Ning Zimo played in the shooting club all afternoon, and felt a lot better. Hearing the sound of bullets fired from various guns, it seemed that the boredom in his heart was also emptied.

Ye Fan thought about it carefully, maybe he should give it to himself and Su Qingxue for a while to get used to each other.

Suddenly, she realized that her newly married husband was an executioner who had killed many people and had blood on his hands. Even a woman would collapse. Relatively speaking, Su Qingxue's reaction was quite calm.

"How is it? Are you in a much better mood?" Ning Zimo asked sweetly on the way back to the car.

Ye Fan nodded, "What's next? Have dinner?"

"It's still early, why don't you go and see my elite training results first, and give me some guidance?" Ning Zimo suggested.

Ye Fan thought for a while, he just wanted to study the formula that Xu Lingshan gave, so it would be good to go to the training ground.

The two returned to the Purple Leaf Tea House, and came to the open space in the backyard, where several young thugs were training hard.

These people were all practicing the set of movements taught by Ye Fan, even though it was the simplest for Ye Fan, these young people still stumbled.

Ye Fan also understood that their foundation was weak, so he said a few words of encouragement, gave some pointers, and let them practice by themselves.

Ning Zimo originally thought that Ye Fan was going back to the tea house to prepare for dinner, but Ye Fan stood in the middle of the venue by himself, closing his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"Do you want to practice?" Ning Zimo asked.

Ye Fan nodded, "I'm researching something, wait for me."

Ning Zimo knew it, and the other group of Zizhulin gang members present were all watching.

Everyone wanted to know what kind of kung fu Ye Fan practiced.

However, after more than ten minutes, there was no movement from Ye Fan.

"Brother Fan, what are you doing? Meditation?"

"Stupid, how can one meditate standing up?"

Everyone was very puzzled, because they couldn't see why.

But at this moment, a coercion that suddenly appeared, centered on Ye Fan, spread out!

"hiss!--"

Several elite thugs gasped, and then subconsciously backed away in panic!