Chapter 1187

It was Wang Suxin who couldn't see anything in that position, because the scale was too small and almost flat. If it was Lin Mingyuan, it could be seen clearly. After all, his chest muscle was very big, and the middle seam was also very obvious. This gesture relieved Wang Suxin, but then she was full of resentment. She was a 17-year-old girl, and she couldn't compare with a man. No, Even without comparability, Lin Mingyuan's muscles are definitely very good, and his shape is also beautiful... Thinking of this, Wang Suxin only feels blushing and heartbeating, not shy, but angry, so he turns around and goes out.

Lin Mingyuan rolled his eyes. This girl is totally different from Chu Yaoyao and misu. Lin Mingyuan is easily confused by her baby face. He forgets that this girl is actually a very precocious person, and the more crisis time, the more calm she is. You can see from shooting and driving. For ordinary people, let alone this age, Even if she is 30 or 40 years old, she has to be scared to death. She has no way to deal with it, but she can make a clear and calm judgment and give a response.

But the face looks so lightened, the average adult man is prone to misestimate her risk level, which is proved by the man who was shot on the bed.

Lin Mingyuan pouted for a while and went to the bathroom to clean up after a certain reaction disappeared.

After she came out, Wang Suxin had cleaned up her mood and sat on the sofa. The leftovers of last night had been taken away. She was playing with the gun, removing the bullet, holding the gun in one hand and holding the wrist in the other. This can play a stabilizing role and increase the buffer force after shooting.

Wang Suxin's expression is very attentive. After holding the gun steady, she starts to aim at a beer bottle in the distance with the aim of the gun line. After a few seconds, she will pull the trigger, and at the same time, she will make a crack in her mouth to imitate the shooting.

After several times of watching, Lin Mingyuan could not help nodding and said: "when shooting, because your wrist is not strong enough, try to move up a little, but remember that it's just a little, so that you can slightly offset the shaking of your wrist at the moment of shooting, and don't tighten your right shoulder too hard. Proper relaxation is good for your strength and stability, But if it's a real shot, the recoil impact can be done twice at a time. If it's more than once, it will damage your right shoulder muscle! "

Wang Suxin realized that there was someone behind her. After hearing what Lin Mingyuan said, she began to adjust her movements. But to no avail, Lin Mingyuan put down her arms and went over to her hands to help her correct

"That's it. For example, there are some wine bottles here!" Lin Mingyuan put the wine bottles on a line, less than 20 cm apart from each other, then walked back, picked up another pistol, and demonstrated: "like this, one shot, one shot, one shot, once you are proficient, the speed will be faster, but you can see that I actually have a micro adjustment in each shot, because recoil and arm movement will cause muzzle displacement!"

Wang Suxin can't do it for the time being, and she can't feel that feeling because she doesn't shoot in actual combat, but she still listens attentively. When Lin Mingyuan finishes speaking, she does it attentively several times.

Looking at Wang Suxin's tight mouth and trying to practice there, Lin Mingyuan suddenly felt guilty and quickly stopped Wang Suxin. He frowned and said, "your father wants you to go on the road of music, become a performer and engage in the work full of artistic atmosphere. He doesn't want you to shoot. Don't learn this kind of thing in the future."

"Why not learn?"

"The reason has just been said." Lin Ming is far away.

But Wang Suxin shook her head and did it again. After nine shots in a row, she put down her gun and said, "but I want to learn."

"It's OK to be a hobby. Go to the shooting gallery once in a while to relax!" Lin Mingyuan felt that he was not her father and had no right to interfere in Wang Suxin's life, so he changed his mind.

But Wang Suxin looked at him seriously and asked, "uncle, can you teach me how to shoot?"

Lin Mingyuan frowned and said, "I have the feeling of taking a good child with a bad one."

Wang Suxin smile, showing a small white teeth, it seems that people and animals harmless, said: "maybe there was some bad bone?"

"You can't take it with you. Guns are magical. Sometimes you don't want to let go when you touch them."

Wang Suxin puffed his cheeks, held the gun in one hand, blew his little mouth at the muzzle of the gun, and blinked his right eye. Lin Mingyuan's eyelids jumped. How could this girl do this? In Lin Mingyuan's view, women have a lot of attractive movements, such as slowly exposing the beautiful legs of silk stockings, gently lifting the wine glass, slowly opening the red lips, such as long and beautiful fingers slowly across a place, and also such as women holding a gun and gently blowing a breath.

But Wang Suxin's face is too disobedient, and Lin Mingyuan has no special hobby, so he soon woke up, shook his head and said: "no, you can't learn. Play your piano well. If your father knows that you learn this thing, he has to work hard with me."

"He won't. My father respects me very much. If I like it, he won't refuse." Wang Su's way of thinking.

"Your father will object. Believe me, he will object!" Lin Ming is far away.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Wang Suxin suddenly sighed, put down his gun and said slowly, "I dreamt of my father last night."

"Yes?"

"He said that he died and was killed. Many people were chasing him. Then he was killed. He said that he wanted me to live a good life and didn't want me to fall into grief. Then I woke up!" Wang Suxin seems to be talking about a very ordinary thing, but Lin Mingyuan knows that the more ordinary she is, the more turbulent her heart is.

"No, your father is also a very powerful agent. I guess he is hiding. After all, I wish the whole world were looking for him now. There is no help from the organization in this respect, so it's normal for him to hide for shelter." Lin Mingyuan said.

"But I have a hunch that he may have left me, so he came to me in his dream!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Curse your father's death. If you really want to learn from me, you can master some things, such as swimming and driving. This is a survival skill. Although you can't use it, you can use it quickly in case of need. As for your father, it's no use whether you worry or not. He's an adult and an excellent agent. He knows how to protect himself. As for you, well, now put down your gun and go to dinner with me. " Lin Ming is far away.