Chapter 1153

"What's the matter? Robbing your wife? "

"You..."

The old man's eyes almost glared out, as if he had been poked in his heart. He was so angry that he almost swung a stick at Qi Mohan.

What a narrow road!

The immortal grandson is so big!

Qi Mohan did not want to continue to chat with the old man, went to Shen Fanxing, no good way: "you don't play?"

Shen Fanxing shook his head, "no, it's not good for women to play with guns."

Qi Mohan's mouth immediately and fiercely took two strokes.

This damned woman!

Now what kind of Goddess and lady!!

"Who says it's not good for women to play with guns?" Looking at Shen Fanxing, the old man said in a cold voice, "women should at least know something about self-protection! At that time, there is really something we have to do, which can only delay men and implicate men. Do you know? "

Shen Fanxing pursed his lips, "I know."

"Go up and have a try!"

"Grandfather." Bo Jingchuan is cold.

"What? If I let her try, can I kill her? "

"Brother Bo, my grandfather is right. I haven't tried it. I should practice when I have this chance. Don't be so unpredictable. She even shakes with a pistol If we don't talk about who is involved, we can't even protect ourselves... "

Yuan Sichun came out at this time and said with a smile to Bo Jingchuan.

"Sichun is right! It's for her good, too! " The old man echoed, "Sichun also went up, let grandfather see if your marksmanship has fallen back!"

Yuan Sichun's face turned red. "Since I was young, I was not good at shooting. Don't laugh at me if you can't shoot well."

"No! If you can't, you'll still be better than other women! "

This is obviously aimed at Shen Fanxing.

Bo Jingchuan's face was cold to the extreme. Shen Fanxing held Bo Jingchuan's hand tightly beside him, and his face was a careless smile.

Looking at her like this, Bo Jingchuan's anger was relieved.

He believed and agreed to the reckless horse racing. Compared with the horse racing, the shooting was much safer.

She should not be so stupid as to take the gun back and shoot herself!

But Qi Mohan was not happy next to him, "Hey, I said you old man, do you look down on people like that?! That woman is not easy to reserve for a while, can't you let her reserve to the end? "

“……” Shen Fanxing puffed the corner of her mouth, and now she wanted to give Qi Mohan a blow!

"What looks down on people? Touch the gun first The old man looked a little disdainful. He waved and called Yuan Sichun and Shen Fanxing to the target.

Yuan Sichun took a look at Shen Fanxing, disdainfully hooked his lips, picked up the pistol, held it in both hands, and fired three shots at the new target.

First shot, 8.3.

The second shot and the third shot seemed to find a little bit of feeling, which were 8.6 rings and 9.1 rings.

Yuan Sichun's eyes finally brightened when he saw that he was within the ninth ring road. He put the pistol on the table, turned his head and looked at Shen Fanxing with pride. Then he looked at the old man and said shyly:

"I haven't played this for a long time, and I've been unfamiliar with it."

The old man nodded at the side again and again, "up to now, he can still reach the ninth Ring Road, which is very good."

One side of Qi Mo Han is cold hiss a, "both hands hold gun even, return nine ring brush edge, this is called good?"? You are so low! Big star, two shots at random What do you learn? People hold guns in their hands... "

"Bang bang bang" three times, Qi Mohan's voice did not fall, Shen Fanxing learned yuan Sichun to hold the gun in both hands, and made achievements.

It wasn't long before the radio broadcast the specific results -

the first shot, 8.8 ring.

Second shot, 7.7.

Third shot, 6.6.

“……”

“……”

“……”

The crowd was speechless for a while.

The more others fight, the more comfortable they are. She's better and worse.

When he heard Shen Fanxing's first shot, Yuan Sichun was sweating.

But she was relieved to hear the score of the last two shots.

6.6 ring, ah

Funny.

"Misty grass, big star, what are you doing?" If you want to beat that woman, what are you doing with this.

Bo Jingxing didn't know when to stand in front of Bo Jingchuan. Seeing Shen Fanxing's achievements, he couldn't help murmuring.

Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes narrowed. He looked at Shen Fanxing for a while, and his lips slowly lifted up a light radian.

When Bo sichen looked at Shen Fanxing with a light and waveless look, he was also more interested.

When Bo Yuelin looked at Shen Fanxing, the smile on his face was a little lighter.

The old man glanced at Shen Fanxing and pursed his lips"Not bad. At least I hit the target!"

Shen Fanxing lightly smiles and walks down from his position.

The old man pursed his lips and couldn't help looking at Shen Fanxing. He looked suspicious.

Shen Fanxing stood quietly, frowning and shaking his hand.

"What's the matter?" Bo Jingchuan asked in a low voice.

"Shaking hands!"

Hearing Shen Fanxing's reply, the old man suddenly snorted and laughed.

He knew it had to be a coincidence.

No wonder the back is getting worse and worse. It turned out that the recoil of the pistol shocked my hand.

He just thought she was hidden!

Yuan Sichun looks at Shen Fanxing with disdain. To this extent, what qualifications does she have to stay with Bo Ge?

But what is Bo Ge thinking? Why does he spoil such a woman?

The intimacy of the two made her hate hard to get rid of. She just won the shooting, and this time she couldn't wait to take advantage of it!

"Sister in law, should we go to the horse race?"

Shen Fanxing glanced at her with a cold, sarcastic smile in his eyes and said, "match."

"What race?" The old man frowned and asked suddenly.

Bo Jingxing looked at Yuan Sichun's indomitable appearance and sneered.

"Yuan Sichun, you've been riding a horse and shooting sports cars since you were a child. Now you're reluctant to be with someone who can't do anything. Do you think it's glorious to win?"

Bo Jingxing's words made yuan Sichun's face slightly changed, but after a moment, he said:

"Bo Jingxing, you should be eccentric. At the beginning, it was not me who said that you wanted to compete, and I didn't force her to compete with me, and I didn't say anything that didn't say any rules..."

Yuan Sichun's words are not very pleasant to listen to, unlike her usual words, like being forced to rush.

The old man sank his face, and his voice was even more gloomy. "What's the matter?"

Bo Jingxing sneered, "horse racing, just for results, no matter how the process of horse racing!"

The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at Shen Fanxing, and said in a cold voice:

"did you mention it?"

Shen Fanxing nodded and looked calm.

"It's me."

The old man was silent and looked at Shen Fanxing with a sinister look.

"It's enough to do one thing of the same kind. Don't repeat it."

Shen Fanxing's lips. She knows that the old man is talking about the slap she was slapped by Aisha in Hong Kong.

"The results are important."

But The process is more important.