Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 401, my woman, can only praise me

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Feng Shan is a very trustworthy person. Although he was the first group to come, he didn't rush to shoot. Instead, he waited for Chen Shuhao from the back.

Mo Shangyun still has certain expectations for this game. He loosened the seat belt and opened the car windows to watch intently with the binoculars.

Yan Tianxing was dumbfounded by her posture.

"As for being so interested?" Yan Tianxing asked from the side, moving slightly closer to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun took a moment to look at him, "It's okay."

She has been looking forward to this game for a while.

On the one hand, I am looking forward to the results, on the other hand, I want to see the snipers under Yan Tianxing's ability.

In a sense, it has something to do with Yan Tianxing, but there is no reason to explain it to Yan Tianxing in such detail.

Seeing that she was in high spirits, Yan Tianxing did not bother her either, but just when the game was about to start, he made a gesture to Feng Shan-go all out.

Since Mo Shangyun is watching, if his soldiers don't behave better, his face won't get through.

Feng Shan saw it, so after a daze, he decided not to release any water.

Outside the car, the rain gradually increased, ticking, a little splashing on the window, splashing water, and then jumping into the car.

Mo Shangyun didn't notice it. He put his elbow on the car window and continued to observe with the binoculars.

Others rushed and shot nervously, but at this moment, they all became foils.

Most people who complete the shooting first, as long as they know that Feng Shan and Chen Shuhao will compete, they will choose to come and watch.

In their view, this is not only a duel of two sharpshooters, but also a duel of land and sea.

It's about their dignity!

"What's the matter?"

Su Bei, wearing a raincoat, walked over, stopped outside the car door, and looked at Mo Shangyun who was holding his binoculars watching with curiosity.

What are you doing?

Even Mo Shangyun looked so absorbedly.

"The two of them are better than marksmanship." Mo Shangyun replied very readily.

"..."

Subei's mouth twitched, and he didn't speak for a while.

Seeing that there is something wrong with Subei's expression, Mo Shangyun looked at her suspiciously, and asked with a smile: "What?"

"Nothing."

Speaking lightly, Subei shrugged.

Last night, I happened to see Feng Shan’s marksmanship—at night, without night vision goggles, he shot and killed a bird flying through the sky in a very dark environment.

Such marksmanship can be fully recognized.

His teammates performed mediocrely. Obviously, in the eyes of his teammates, this is normal. In other words, he did not perform supernormally last night.

Similarly, this morning, she also saw Chen Shu's good marksmanship.

Marksmanship is okay-although a shot missed the target, it should be because the opponent ran too fast.

However, Chen Shuhao was too anxious.

All the performances made people feel--she was very anxious.

She is anxious for grades, she is anxious to express herself, she is anxious to do something. However, when she can't achieve much, she will become more and more anxious. Such emotions will cause a certain amount of psychological pressure on her, which will cause her later performance to become more and more unstable. Shouldn't be wrong.

This won't work.

In the morning, Subei wanted to talk to Duan Zimu about this person, but Duan Zimu didn't pay attention to anyone other than Mo Shangyun, so Subei gave up.

At the moment, the results of the comparison between the two are self-evident.

"It looks like you have a result." Mo Shangyun curled his lips and said with a smile.

"What about you?" Su Bei gave her a sideways look.

Mo Shangyun chuckled, "Wait for the result."

Staring at her twice, Subei didn't pierce her either. He raised his brows and left first.

She didn't bother to watch the game that was a foregone conclusion.

Mo Shangyun doesn't matter, she continues to enjoy leisurely watching on the sidelines.

The time of the game is not long. Feng Shan and Chen Shuhao only need to shoot with a gun. With 10 rounds of bullets, even if one shot takes a slow time, it will only last a minute.

Feng Shan fired the bullets continuously within 10 seconds, and then happily put down the gun.

The bad weather, the influence of wind and rain...Mo Shangyun observed it with a binoculars. There were a hundred shots, 10 shots were 10 rings.

"Awesome."

Mo Shangyun praised him sincerely.

Under the sunny conditions, it's not a big deal to be able to hit a hundred hits. In this group of people, many people can do it. However, under the influence of various environmental factors, it takes countless experience and calculations to calculate the influence of wind direction, rain and other factors on the bullet direction and then adjust it.

Mo Shangyun thinks that under these conditions, he can hit all 10 bullets on the target, but if she can hit a hundred rounds... she has absolutely no confidence.

"Who do you praise?"

Yan Tianxing asked in a chilly voice.

The motion of holding the telescope paused, Mo Shangyun gave a light cough, then tilted his head to look at Yan Tianxing, "Praise you for taking the soldiers well."

This kind of compliment that made Mo Shangyun quite uncomfortable fell in Yan Tianxing's ears, but it was very useful.

Seeing Yan Tianxing's satisfied expression, Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but noticed it, and teased: "I said, just you stingy, you are not ashamed?"

Yan Tianxing squinted his eyes without changing his face, and said calmly: "My woman, can only praise me."

Mo Shangyun was stunned, and almost didn't smash the binoculars in his hand at the unflattering guy.

What's wrong!

"Why don't I praise other women to make you feel?" Yan Tianxing said, resting her shoulders, his actions were intimate and ambiguous, but the words were teasing.

Mo Shangyun sneered, and then slowly said, "You try?"

The smiley eyes seemed to say to Yan Tianxing-if you dare to praise, I dare to sew your mouth.

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows proudly, "I dare not try."

After finishing speaking, he also patted Mo Shangyun on the head.

Rolling his eyes at him, Mo Shangyun stopped when he heard the gunfire, and was too lazy to bother him. When he picked up the binoculars to look at, he saw Chen Shuhao put down the gun.

Unlike Feng Shan, Chen Shuhao was nervous, and even the action of firing the gun trembled a little.

A face, pale and pale.

Squinted his eyes, Mo Shangyun shifted his gaze and looked at Chen Shuhao's target paper.

Seven rounds and ten rounds, two rounds and nine rounds, and one... missed the target.

Yan Tianxing glanced in the direction she was looking, his expression was calm and calm, but he almost assuredly commented: "She has poor psychological quality."