The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 337 is mainly because you are too handsome.

"Mr. Ink, don't look at the small body of Fengling. It seems to be quite thin. Every time she trains, she is better than us. When fighting, it is definitely the first one. If we only talk about melee, we are in the base. Eighteen percent of the people can't beat her, and the remaining 20% ​​is also a chance to win her, especially fierce!"

A K said that while Tehman’s hand was on the shoulder of Feng Ling, it was like being with a brother.

Feng Ling did not avoid it, but it was cool and said: "Refused to kill."

A K smiled: "What? You are afraid that Mrs. Mur knows your position in our base, and an excitement gives you a salary increase? Oh, Mrs. Mo is not able to afford it..."

"Get out of the way." Feng Ling raised his hand and took him away: "I am accompanying her to walk here for a while, what do you do with a big man?"

"I didn't see that you can talk to Mrs. Mo about what private women are talking about. The last time you made a mask, you almost smashed my phone..."

A K words have not finished, just before the seal to lift the ankles, a neat flash, ran.

The warmth of the season stood on the training ground and laughed. He looked at the back of the K-fly, and then turned to look at the people who were training inside. The two hands touched the metal railing next to it, and the tentacles made her cool. I feel that all this is true. Just like in Cambodia at the time, such a heavy training base, it seems that everyone has a gun at the waist, and from time to time can hear the rhythm and regular gunshots from the gun shooting range. .

"This kind of place, it is easy to get in, right?"

Feng Ling stood next to her, looking at the same direction as her, faintly said: "Well."

The season warmed and looked at her: "So how did you get in?"

"Coincidentally saved a person from their base, who was introduced by him, but when I was a teenager, I was a small woman. It was originally a woman who wanted to be a man. When I stood in a group of new people, it was even thinner and smaller. ""

"At that time, Nan Heng was very repulsive to me, and I was not optimistic about me. I tried to force me away a few times and let me do the most intensive training and assessment. I almost took half my life, but I still refused to go. ”

"Maybe I also have talent and explosiveness in this respect. My body is small, my strength is big, and I can bear hardships. Later, I changed from the little thing he was least optimistic to, and he occasionally needed to get up in the middle of the night to be accompanied. I strengthen the object of training."

The season warmth leaned on the metal bar and looked at her: "The nature of Nanheng is supposed to be very indifferent and difficult to reach. He is not optimistic, it is difficult for him to make any changes, just like before. I feel that he doesn't like me very much. If it is not the reason of Mo Jingshen, he may even take a few words and laugh at me. This kind of man is stinky and stubborn. You can make him change. It’s not easy.”

"He is the kind, he hey, you are more jealous than him." Feng Ling raised his chin and pointed to the few people who were training in the close fight: "When I was seventeen, The body is basically developed and formed. At that time, the clothes worn every day are particularly loose. When they are afraid of being touched and they find their true gender during training, they are always afraid of doing things for a while. Nanheng plays with me. A few times, I found out that I was inexplicably changed. He directly slammed me on the ground. The weather at that time was such a particularly cold temperature. He told me to stay here for an hour and don’t get up. once."

"So?"

"I didn't get up at the time. I took a night out and spent the night thinking about ways to hide my chest and body. I finally fainted."

"and then?"

"No, then, when I woke up, they sent me to the infirmary. I woke up quickly. I just opened my eyes when I went to the infirmary. I was afraid that they would find out the difference in the body. I pushed them away. A man ran back to his room and took a hot bath, but he was still cold. He had a high fever for two days. He slept for two days alone. After that, it would be good. It may be young. It doesn't matter how the body toss. ""

Hearing and listening, what she meant in this sentence was that Nan Heng had never seen her in those days, saying that she was so understated, but a young girl was so strong in her teens. Now, when I mention these things, I don’t feel any pain or grievances. I feel that the warmth of the season is inexplicable.

"Feng Ling, you taught me to shoot?"

"...what is the good end to learn to shoot?"

"The last time I was in Cambodia, the shot I opened, and if it wasn’t for you to come in time, I guess I will go to the fire and hit a bullet again. Who knows if there will be anything in the future, anyway, now Can train, you teach me?"

Who said that only men have a heroic complex, and women have the same. No one wants to be the one who is dragging their legs when there is any danger. It is always good to have a skill.

Feng Ling originally wanted to say that it is better to teach her to shoot some simple self-defense techniques, but she just wants to speak, but she thinks that the warm season is pregnant now, and those things that need excessive action are temporarily unable to learn.

"That teaches, but I feel that even if you learn, you should not use it in the future."

"If you don't need to get it, it's mainly that you are so handsome, I have to be as handsome as you..."

"..."

......

At night, the training time on the gun range was just over, and then the gunshots sounded again.

When an important guest in the base conference room heard the gunshots, the old **** was evaluating: "It sounds like a newcomer..."

Nan Heng glanced at the time, and then looked at the ink on the other side of the ink, and then got up and watched the situation at the shooting range through the monitoring in the base.

I saw that Feng Ling and Ji Wen warmly took a gun, and Feng Ling taught the posture of the warming gun in the season. The season warmed with a model of learning. Feng Ling opened a shot and hit the bull's-eye. The warm season also opened. Gun, okay, didn't fly out, but it just hit the third ring.

Looking at the accuracy of the woman's shooting, Nan Heng remembered the shot that was warmed out during the time of the millennium in Cambodia.

He blinked and sneered, and turned his eyes and said: "Your woman is shooting with Feng Ling. It seems that the hand that you promised with the ink of the old man is not blood-stained. It will be picked up by your wife. This is the last time she was received. The stimulation is not small, I want to learn some techniques, and it will be convenient for us to accompany us in the future."

Mo Jing squinted at the two people on the gun shooting range. The twilight was deep and he had not spoken. The important guest at the table was laughing: "The people in this base have not been trained for more than three or five years. I don’t dare to show off the limelight. It’s not bad for a newcomer to shoot a target. Do you still expect everyone to be a seal?”

(End of this chapter)