Return of the Soldier King

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Murong reached out and pulled Ye Fei from the balcony, and the two sat on the top of the building, panting.

Both of them were frightened.

"Murong, I really convince you! I decided to start from today, far away from you, or you will be killed one day!"

Ye Fei's heart is still beating "Teng Teng Teng", he was not so afraid of the past when facing Yamamoto in the ring.

"sorry Sorry sorry..."

Murong put his hands together in front of him, closing his eyes and saying a series of sorry.

Seeing the teardrops of Murong's eyes squeezed out of tension, Ye Fei couldn't even be angry.

"Sorry is all right? If sorry is useful, what do you want the police to do! Oh, you are the police ... I'm really convinced!"

Ye Fei said angrily.

"Big deal, I invite you to eat a burger."

Murong squinted his eyes and secretly looked at Ye Fei, and found that he didn't seem to be too angry.

"You have eaten half of it and let me eat it. I really ..."

Ye Fei was very nervous and had a very dry mouth. He grabbed the McDonald's convenience bag beside Murong. There should be a cup of Coke in it, but when he caught it, he discovered that Murong had just run too fast and the Coke had been knocked over. , With only half a cup of ice left.

"I ... heaven, earth, who will save this idiot!"

Ye Fei was going crazy, opened the lid of the Coke, swallowed five or six ice cubes on his head, and chewed in angrily, using this cold to calm his heart and prevent himself from the urge to hit the fool policewoman with a punch. .

"Don't be angry, don't be angry ..."

Murong apologized again, and turned Ye Fei's face back to normal, and said: "Again, it's not bad for you! Most of the night, you don't sleep, and you don't know what you are doing, I thought it was a thief. ! "

"Thief? Is there such a lifeless thief? Sister Murong, I'm practicing!"

Ye Fei glanced at Murong.

"Practice? What kind of practice?"

As soon as he heard the exercises, Murong's eyes sparkled.

"You don't understand!"

Ye Fei shook his head. Ye Jia Qinggong was never passed on, and it was impossible to tell Murong that men were not passed on to women, so it was ambiguous.

"Ye Fei ... Your Kung Fu is so good, teach me chant."

Murong shyly shoved his face towards Ye Fei's side.

"Murong, is your face thicker than the corner of the city wall! You almost killed me, and now let me teach you how to do it? Is it my head, or your head!"

Hearing Murong, Ye Fei was almost mad.

"If you don't teach, don't teach! Look at your stingy!"

Murong snorted coldly and grunted his mouth, seeming to be angry.

"Fuck, you are still angry!"

Ye Fei was speechless. When Murong ignored herself, she thought she was really angry and explained: "You are a policeman, it's enough to practice combat fighting, and the results are quick and quick. Moreover, I see that you've practiced good enough The flying kick that catches the gunman is sharp enough. For my kung fu, I want to practice three nines in winter and three volts in summer. I ca n’t get out of the division in three or five years. You ca n’t do it! '

"cut."

Murong glanced at Ye Fei. She actually knew that Huaxia's kung fu practice cycle was very long. She meant to let Ye Fei point out several moves of her own.

Murong suddenly thought that Ye Fei seemed to be a sniper, and his marksmanship was like a god. He immediately laughed: "If you don't teach kung fu, you won't teach. Anyway, our policemen use guns! Are you pointing at my marksmanship? "

"Pointing marksmanship? Is it to target?"

Ye Fei's body was startled, and there was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

Ye Fei, as a sniper, has a passion for firearms that ordinary people cannot understand.

To put it simply, Ye Fei itched his hand without touching the gun one day, and went crazy without shooting for three days.

After returning to China for such a long time, Ye Fei had very few chances of being in contact with firearms. Last time, he picked up a handgun of Su Zongbao's bodyguard in the dog house and fired a few shots.

Although it was only a few shots, Ye Fei was like a person who was addicted to smoking a cigarette and finally felt itchy. Moreover, the most important thing was that Ye Fei found that his marksmanship also began to show signs of regression.

There is a saying among those who practice martial arts: do not practice slowly in one day. Lose half in two days without practice. No layman for three days. Four days without practice staring.

The same is true for shooting, Ye Fei does not want to throw away all his marksmanship.

"This is what you said, you can arrange a time! However, you must invite me this time!"

Ye Fei agreed immediately, he must find time, touch the target and consolidate the marksmanship.

"Okay! It's a word!"

Murong smiled, stretched out his hand, and swore to Ye Fei to slap his palm.

……………

Early next morning, Ye Fei drove Murong and Lin Qingwan to a house in the suburb of Shanghai.

Murong naturally agreed with Ye Fei to find a place to target and let Ye Fei point his marksmanship.

But when Ye Fei left, Lin Qingwan was not safe.

When it came to the shooting range, Lin Qingwan was very interested and wanted to come and play with her. She was in a bad mood because Liu Manman's affairs were so depressed that she just came to relax.

This house looks very ordinary. The white gate and red gate. If there is anything special about it, I am afraid that the fence is much higher than the ordinary one. I looked at it at least four meters in height. Barbed wire, you can't see what is inside from the outside, just like a prison.

"Murong, how did you bring us to this wild mountain and wild place to send people away! I have also hit targets in the United States, all in the city center, with luxurious facilities. This place ... what can there be?"

Lin Qingwan glanced at the house, but he was disgusted and said dissatisfied.

"My sister, our China is banned from guns. How can it be compared with the democracy and freedom and the proliferation of guns in the United States of America!"

Murong smiled embarrassedly and explained: "The wild mountains and wild mountains are true, but this place is the best place with a radius of 500 kilometers. You will know it in a moment."

"Oh?"

Lin Qingwan raised her eyebrows, and there was a little curiosity in her eyes: "I really want to see and see!"

During the talk, a man wearing jungle camouflage and pedaling leather boots came from inside.

He held his hands in his waist and trot all the way to the side of the car. He gave Ye Fei a decent salute, and then said: "Good head, please show your ID!"

Ye Fei was suddenly stunned and subconsciously gave him a military salute. His posture of saluting was of course more standard, and then confused: "Head, what head?"

Murong smiled at the co-pilot's smile: "This is the commercial feature, whoever is here is the chief, Ye Fei you are really funny, actually gave him a military salute!"

Murong smiled enough, and took out a purple-gold card and handed it to the other party. After the soldier-like person scanned the card with the instrument in his hand, he returned the card with both hands and saluted again: "Chief, your identification is confirmed Yes, please come in! "

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