One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 588: The national husband comes to military training【65】

The people in class B were stunned for a while, and immediately cheered:

"Xin Er is amazing! You are our pride! Xin Er is a perfect score! Xin Er will win!"

The excited mood filled the faces of everyone in Class B, and the depression that had just been laughed at by the academic bullies in Class A was swept away!

But the people in Class A are not happy.

Seeing that Zhao Zhijian is going to win, and seeing that the guys in Class B are going to run laps with weights, how come there is a big reversal in an instant?

Zhao Zhijian is amazing, but Nalan Xiner is even more powerful and awesome.

100 points!

Even Adjutant Zhang's shooting demonstration was not so high level, right?

A certain watch proudly claimed credit to Nalan Xiner: "Hey, isn't this clock's skills getting better? Helping you hit the bull's-eye again and again, shocking those guys who have never seen the world. "

Nalan Xiner smiled and said: "It was a pediatrics department just now. There is still a place for you to take action later. Don't let me down. Remember to use your 'Tuna Dafa' to help me calibrate The trajectory of a certain bullet, haha!"

Big Ben agreed, and Nalan Xiner raised her lips and smiled at the humanity of Class A: "Now your dog's eyes can see clearly? Who is the winner and who is the loser?"

The people in Class A couldn't believe that they lost so quickly and completely.

Because everyone knows that, if Nalan Xiner's level can reach 100 points, then even if there are two more games, the result will be the same!

The truth turned out to be exactly as Nalan Xiner's prophecy just now: "You are sure to lose!"

With a gloomy face, the people of Class A were hit hard again.

Zhao Zhijian's face was very ugly, and he silently shouted in his heart: "It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this, he could have won!"

Behind him, a pair of soft hands suddenly pushed him gently.

Zhao Zhijian was agitated and suddenly sobered up a bit.

He suddenly remembered that the most important purpose of letting Nalan Xiner participate in the game today—not counting the victory of this game, the more important thing is to make the bastard... pay the price of blood!

He turned slightly and cast a look at Lan Zhirou who pushed him behind him: Don't worry, don't worry, I'll do it beautifully according to the agreement!

He gripped the pistol tightly, and inside, he still had a bullet in it.

The last bullet.

"Zhao Zhijian, looking at you, you still don't accept it? If you don't accept it, it's not impossible for my sister to beat you to accept it." Nalan Xiner played with the gun in her hand, with a relaxed and authentic attitude, a full-fledged **** Kind of.

Zhao Zhijian was so angry that his Adam's apple moved up and down, his nostrils opened, and the veins on his forehead jumped.

He said in a dark voice to Nalan Xiner: "I'm not convinced! Let's compete again!"

Nalan Xiner pulled up a mysterious smile, suddenly lowered her voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "Zhao Zhijian, classmates, don't say that sister didn't remind you-beautiful~color Even if it is attractive, but losing your life for this is a bit of a loss! Not to mention that the beauty has been picked countless times, and it has long been a crippled flower, a failure, a willow..."

Zhao Zhijian's heart froze, died? Why did the straw bag say this? Could it be that she saw through it?

Impossible! If the straw bag knew that he had ulterior motives, how could he foolishly agree to compete with himself? Also, who is the residual flower that the straw bag refers to? Is it Lan Zhirou?

Isn't there anything else Lan Zhirou has done in this military camp besides messing around with the dung workers?

Zhao Zhijian's heart was beating wildly, and his voice was strong and calm: "I don't understand what you said. You just said whether you dare to compete with me again!"

Although the people of Class A knew that another match would be a loser, but since Zhao Zhijian had the courage, of course they supported: "One more match! One more match!"

The class B classmates sarcastically said: "The mangy dog ​​who can't afford to lose! The mangy dog!"

Everyone was booing and sarcastic one after another, and the scene was a bit chaotic for a while.

No one noticed that Zhao Zhijian took advantage of the chaos and quietly turned the gun in his hand to aim at Nalan Xiner...

This gun is a silenced pistol.