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Text 271 What are you shooting at?

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    After practicing shooting all morning, Jiang Fan's results were too bad, so he continued to practice shooting in the afternoon.  Zhao Bingqian said to Jiang Fan with a serious face: "If you practice shooting with this attitude, you won't be able to achieve results even if you practice for a hundred years!" Jiang Fan said with a smile: "If I succeed in practicing, will you get a reward? For example, a kiss, or a kiss  "One!" Zhao Bingqian said angrily: "As long as you hit the target, I will let you kiss!" Zhao Bingqian was going crazy, this guy is not a gun person at all!  Jiang Fan's eyes immediately shone and he said, "Really! You have to keep your word!" "Absolutely! I'm afraid you don't have the ability!" Zhao Bingqian said with her hands on her hips.  "Okay, I'll show you!" Jiang Fan immediately raised his gun and fired wildly, changing the magazine three times. Finally, Jiang Fan shouted excitedly: "I hit it, I hit it!" Zhao Bingqian saw that she was being shot  After hitting the target, his nose almost went out of breath, "You missed the target! I asked you to shoot target No. 1, but you hit target No. 2. Does this count?" Jiang Fan blew into the steaming barrel of the gun.  She took a breath and said, "You don't mean what you say. You only said you wanted to hit the bullseye, but you didn't say which target you wanted to hit!" Zhao Bingqian was so angry that she trembled all over and said, "You, you are so messy, I don't want to care about you.  ! That¡¯s it for today¡¯s shooting training!¡± Zhao Bingqian threw her hands away angrily.  Jiang Fan shook his head helplessly, "Hey! This white tiger is really a tigress!" Someone next to him immediately responded: "Zhao Bingqian is the most difficult person in the Dragon Group. She is quite gentle to you!" Cong Long  After coming out of the group headquarters, Jiang Fan found that there were no traffic vehicles around, so he immediately used the Maoshan Thousand Miles Quick Walking Technique and arrived at the door of Sun Menglan's house in a blink of an eye.  After knocking on the door, Sun Menglan saw that it was Jiang Fan and excitedly pulled him and said coquettishly: "Humph, you just came now. We have been waiting for you for a long time. We want to punish you. How do you think you should punish me?" Jiang Fanjin  Behind the house, I found Gao Yaqian, Wang Yumei, and Zhang Yanfen sitting in the living room, with happy faces on their faces.  Jiang Fan scratched his scalp and said, "Uh, what do you think we should punish you for?" Gao Yaqian stood up, took a bottle of red wine, put it in front of Jiang Fan and said, "I'll punish you by drinking all this bottle of red wine!" Damn it!  !  You want to get me drunk!  no way!  Jiang Fan rolled his eyes, grabbed Gao Yaqian's hand with one hand, and snatched the bottle of red wine from Gao Yaqian's hand with the other hand, bit open the cork with his teeth, and drank with his mouth.  In the blink of an eye, the bottle of red wine was drunk. Jiang Fan held up the bottle and said with a smile, "Drink it all!" "Oh, why do I feel a little dizzy!" Gao Yaqian touched her forehead with her hand, her face was a little red,  It's like drinking wine.  "Oh, Yaqian, why are you blushing!" Sun Menglan said in surprise.  "I don't know, I feel a little dizzy, like drinking red wine." Gao Yaqian said doubtfully.  Jiang Fan secretly laughed at the side, and Sun Menglan immediately understood that Jiang Fan was the culprit, "Jiang Fan, what tricks did you do? Did you transfer the wine into Yaqian's body?" Jiang Fan shook his head and said, "No, how could it be possible?  "Hey, you're so evil, you transferred a bottle of red wine to Yaqian!" Sun Menglan slapped Jiang Fan on the shoulder.  Jiang Fan chuckled and said, "Then transfer the red wine to you!" Jiang Fan grabbed Gao Yaqian's hand with one hand and Sun Menglan's hand with the other, silently reciting the Maoshan transfer spell.  Gao Yaqian immediately felt dizzy, "Hey, I'm not dizzy!" Sun Menglan touched her forehead and said, "Oh, I'm dizzy! Jiang Fan, you bad guy!" She stretched out her hand to hit Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan held her in his arms.  In arms.  ¡°Oh, what are you going to do!¡± Sun Menglan exclaimed, she was not used to being affectionate in front of her sisters.  Jiang Fan chuckled and said, "What are you doing? I'm going to punish you!" Jiang Fan picked up Sun Menglan and rushed into the bedroom.  Gao Yaqian, Wang Yumei, Zhang Yanfen and others who stayed in the living room immediately understood how Jiang Fan punished Sun Menglan, and their faces immediately turned red.  A moment later, Sun Menglan's cry came from the bedroom: "Gao Yaqian! Wang Yumei! Zhang Yanfen! Come and save me!" Gao Yaqian, Zhang Yanfen, and Wang Yumei looked at each other, their faces became even redder, "Shall we go in?"  Gao Yaqian whispered.  "I, I don't know!" Zhang Yanfen lowered her head shyly.  "I, I don't know either!" Wang Yumei rubbed her clothes nervously.  At this time, Sun Menglan's panting sound came from the bedroom. The sound was seductive, and the three of them immediately became restless.  Gao Yaqian stood up, "I decided to go in! We all like him anyway! Since we like him, what are we afraid of!" Gao Yaqian immediately rushed into the bedroom.  Gao Yaqian entersAfter a while, her gasping sounds were heard. Wang Yumei and Zhang Yanfen in the living room couldn't bear it anymore, and they rushed into the bedroom together.  After a while, the bedroom was filled with gasps and sweet sounds, and it was another bright spring night.  Time flies. Jiang Fan has been practicing shooting for seven days, but there is still no progress in shooting. The shooting is almost the same as the first day. At the end of the day, thousands of bullets are shot, either missing the target or hitting other targets. In the end,  Good results are just about hitting the target.  On the morning of the eighth day, Jiang Fan went to the sixth floor of the Dragon Group headquarters to continue shooting practice. Zhao Bingqian looked very unhappy, as if she hadn't slept well at night.  "Instructor, what's wrong with you today? Didn't you sleep well at night?" Jiang Fan said.  "It's none of your business! Stop talking nonsense and practice more!" Zhao Bingqian said coldly.  Jiang Fan chuckled and said, "You didn't miss me so much that you didn't sleep all night, right?" "Humph, you have such a thick skin, I will miss you! Just go ahead and dream!" Zhao Bingqian said disdainfully.  Jiang Fan didn't say anything, picked up the gun and started practicing shooting again. I don't know what happened. Jiang Fan practiced for several hours. Except for a few shots that hit the edge of the target, the rest just missed the target.  Zhao Bingqian on the side was speechless. When he saw Jiang Fan's nonchalant look, he felt angry when he thought about his dream of him bullying him last night, which made him unable to sleep well all night.  "What are you shooting at! Even if you practice this kind of shooting for a thousand years, you won't be able to hit the target! Shooting requires full concentration and integration of body and mind into practice. Look at your eyes. They are so lustful. Why?  Shoot!" Zhao Bingqian shouted angrily.  Jiang Fan chuckled and said, "Sister instructor, don't be anxious. I've only practiced for seven days. It's good to be able to hit the target. You thought I was shooting at that!" Zhao Bingqian blushed slightly, glared and said, "I really don't understand.  "Why did Team Leader Xu choose you to complete the mission? You are full of dirty things! There are still three days left before the ten-day deadline. If you hit the target, I will let you handle it!" Zhao Bingqian was confident at first,  She thought Jiang Fan was a promising talent, but these seven days of training completely disappointed her. Most people would gradually improve after practicing for seven days. This guy didn't make any progress at all. He was not a shooting material at all!
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