Chapter 137 Ice Cream: Isn’t marksmanship law? Ballistics are also Tao!
"You kid****"
"That girl****"
"My old grandson****"
Listening to the reasons given by Su Chen, Ruya Telegraph Monkey quietly logged in using his account.
After being forced to log in, grabbing Su Chen is a friendly output.
Deep love, deep hatred!
Maybe this word is a little inappropriate, but that's roughly the situation.
Regardless of ice cream or Su Chen, these two are the treasures in the monkey's palm.
It's a pity that these two treasures are very worrying.
Su Chen didn't mention it, this bastard was more capable of tossing things up than his own monkey.
The ice cream was fine, and her gentle and considerate temperament made her the best helper.
Although I occasionally get into trouble with some small things, they are just insignificant things.
In the eyes of a monkey, whose little girl is not a little willful?
Compared with others, Qilin is completely in the heart.
Be good-looking and have good looks!
Be in shape and have a figure!
You need character and a lovable personality!
It can be said that he has both amazing talent and a unique soul.
After several combinations, it can be said to be a rarity even in modern times.
The only flaw is that this good cabbage was passed over by that bastard pig.
Good thing! The pig that raised the cabbage was also raised by my own family.
emmm
This is so comfortable.
The rich water does not flow to outsiders' fields.
Such perfect ice cream, plus a reason to love the house and the bird.
In his heart, Monkey has long regarded Qilin as his junior.
Now, I heard that my own baby still has this bad problem.
Immediately, he transformed into a telegraph monkey and started outputting frantically.
"Life is more important? Or beauty is more important?"
Looking at Su Chen in front of him, the monkey was elegant and easy-going and said with a sweet fragrance:
"My life is gone, why should I be so pretty?"
"This girl doesn't care about the importance, don't you know?"
Whoosh! ! !
While the monkey was still furiously outputting, a bullet flew from a distance without any warning.
Even though the monkey subconsciously dodged, the bullet still hit the monkey's head impartially.
Duang~~~
The moment the bullet collided with the monkey's head, a clear and sweet sound of gold and iron was heard.
Judging from the sound alone, I know that this monkey has a good head.
The powerful impact of the bullet forced the monkey to take several steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Looking at the bullets that were almost smashed into pieces, the monkey, who barely managed to steady his body, looked around and roared angrily:
"How brave!"
"How dare you, Fang Xiaoxiao, to attack my grandson secretly?!"
The voice that sounded like a bell sounded, but the response that came was not from anyone.
In the empty sight, continuous gunshots rang out.
A series of flying bullets perfectly replaced all words.
Whoosh whoosh.
Dang Dang Dang.
Even though the monkey had tried very hard to avoid it by dodging left and right, the incoming bullet seemed to have eyes.
Bullets hit the small monkey's head exactly.
The most important thing is that each one hits the monkey's face.
When he successfully caught the last bullet, the monkey shook his delirious head and said with displeasure:
"You little girl, you really made me a target, didn't you?"
"Hurry! Come out to me, old grandson."
The members of the Xiongbing Company are still immature and have not yet fully mastered their abilities.
Therefore, the training ground is also designed to be semi-open.
Except for necessary staff, there are no corresponding personnel patrolling and guarding this area. It can be said that Qilin is the only one who plays with guns in the entire training ground.
Therefore, the monkey already knew who was shooting behind the scenes the moment the bullet hit.
It is precisely because of this that the strange scene just occurred.
If not, could the majestic Monkey King be defeated with just a small bullet?
What a cosmic joke!
With this thing, even scratching would be considered too weak by the monkey.
Of course
Although the bullet did not cause any harm to the monkey, the force of the direct hit in the face always made the monkey feel.
How to say?
It was as if someone was poking his forehead directly with his index finger, or poking it several times in succession.
"Even if I, a girl, don't care about the importance, I would not dare to target you, the Great Sage, right?"
Crisp words sounded, and a beautiful shadow emerged from the lush mountain forest.
Qianying also held a unique sniper rifle in her arms.
"Good for you little girl!"
Looking at the ice cream walking towards him, Monkey laughed before he could take responsibility:
"Didn't I just say a few words casually, how can you, a little girl, be so angry?"
“What’s wrong, little girl~~”
Ice Cream replied angrily, and then said:
"You said I don't care about the importance, and the ice cream doesn't say anything."
"You are an elder, and you should respect your elders for ice cream."
"But you said, ice cream is not as good as this dog man."
Qilin aimed the sniper rifle at the monkey head and said unconvinced:
"If you say that, we have to have a good chat!"
"Nagging."
After looking at the black hole of the gun that was almost stuck on his forehead, Hou helplessly spread his hands and said:
"It's okay to be nagging, but the problem is that you don't look like nagging, do you?"
Who is a good person who sticks a gun to his forehead when chatting with others?
If it wasn't Qilin in front of him, he would have known that this thing was just a decoration.
The monkey is so high and low that the ice cream knows why the flowers are so red.
If you dare to poke the Great Sage in the head with a gun, you are simply rebelling against Tiangang!
"It doesn't look like it? But the ice cream looks quite similar."
Faced with the monkey's words, Ice Cream said righteously:
"Does it mean that marksmanship is not law? Or that ballistics is not Tao?"
"Since there is a law and a way, why can't we chat?"
"Tsk! What a sharp-tongued little girl."
Listening to Ice Cream's response, Monkey shook his head and sighed:
"That's what I said. If you're not a family, you don't belong to the same family."
"Stop talking about these useless things. Just ask if you can chat with me?"
Looking at the muzzle of the gun that was poking forward again, the monkey put it away and said with emotion:
"Even if there is a way and a law, is there still a missing element?"
"Who said it's missing? Isn't that what it is?"
The muzzle of the gun that was originally just secretly poked forward was directly poked in the head by the ice cream.
While poking the monkey in the forehead with the muzzle of the gun, he kept saying with a small mouth:
"Caliber is truth. Can't you feel such a big truth on your forehead?"
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This naughty, nagging sound is a bit hard!
Facing the monkey's helpless gaze, the ice cream didn't continue to toss.
He took a step back and put down the sniper rifle. His beautiful eyes glanced back and forth at the two of them and asked:
"Come on, someone tell me about the ice cream."
"What on earth could have happened that could accuse ice cream of any seriousness?"
"This."
One person and one monkey looked at each other back and forth for a few times, but in the end the monkey resisted everything; he stood up and said:
"Girl, this is a long story"
"Then you always keep your stories short!"
(End of chapter)