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Xia Qingcheng¡¯s fighting talents are full, especially her monster system, which makes her stand on the ceiling of the Thunder Team in terms of fighting!
If she were allowed to fight in the ring, Xia Qingcheng would definitely knock down all the men in this group of clubs!
But why, shooting?
Xia Qingcheng felt that when she was born, she must have had pure fighting talent and almost no shooting points! When she was in school, her shooting skills were pretty good, but as her fighting skills got better and better, her shooting skills plummeted!
It was as if some invisible hand had corrected her life course, turning Xia Qingcheng into a professional player.
Looking at the old earl with eyes full of expectation, Xia Qingcheng had the urge to cry.
"Don't worry, even if you lose, I won't blame you."
As if feeling the pressure from Xia Qingcheng, the old earl gave her a gentle smile, "You just need to perform normally."
It¡¯s only when you perform normally that you lose all your money.
Xia Qingcheng screamed in her heart, but at this moment the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. She had no choice but to borrow the shotgun and hold it in her hand.
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Xia Qingcheng walked to the shooting point, and she could even feel the burning light behind her. Obviously, this is a hopeful look from the old earl.
No matter what, come on!
Xia Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat. She held the shotgun and waited for the drone to throw the flying saucer. At the same time, my mind was still rapidly recalling the shooting skills learned in the police academy. Although they were like fragments, fortunately I still remembered some here and there, so I could use them for the time being.
With two soft sounds, two flying saucers ejected from both sides and flew high into the sky. Xia Qingcheng raised the shotgun, pointed it at the flying saucer, and pulled the trigger.
boom!
boom!
With two consecutive gunshots, both flying saucers in the sky were shattered.
"good!"
The old count praised, and other club members around him clapped sparsely to show encouragement. Xia Qingcheng was stunned. When did she have such accurate marksmanship?
Before she could think clearly, two more flying saucers ejected. Xia Qingcheng did not dare to hesitate and quickly raised her hand to fire two more shots.
I almost fired based on my feeling, but the two flying saucers exploded in the air!
Xia Qingcheng¡¯s eyes widened. Could it be that he had accidentally unlocked his shooting talent? Then two more flying saucers flew towards her. Xia Qingcheng hit them wherever she pointed. Two shots hit the flying saucers in succession, which made her look bright and confident.
On the next flying saucer, she fired continuously without a single miss. This feeling of being always on target made her so happy. Wow, it¡¯s just like Liao Yang¡¯s experience card. From now on, I can also use guns. I must follow Liao Yang and show off!
That guy should be looking at me somewhere now. His jaw must have dropped in surprise, hehe!
Xia Qingcheng is intact. After ten rounds of shooting, all the flying saucers were blown up! There was warm applause from all around, and the old earl was in tears.
"I knew you would be fine! You are the best warrior!"
He walked directly to the stunned Valendo and stretched out his hand, "Dear Valendo, I'm here to get my gun."
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Valendo felt unhappy, but he was the president of this shooting club after all. He kept his word and simply handed the golden shotgun into the hands of the old count.
"Your bodyguard is very good."
"Haha, of course."
The old earl was quite proud, and his eyes were filled with lust.
"Beautiful lady, you are welcome to join the Valendo family in the future, and I will provide you with higher treatment."
After Valendo expressed his goodwill to Xia Qingcheng, he left angrily. Everyone played target shooting for a while, and as it got late, everyone went to the Earl's restaurant for dinner, and then left.
"I would like to thank you very much today, Miss Xia."
Before going to bed, the old earl once again expressed his gratitude to Xia Qingcheng. And the golden shotgun was hanging on the wall of the living room, and the light of the fire reflected on it, making the golden light flow on the shotgun, giving it a strange beauty.
"That's my job."
Xia Qingcheng said.
"This is my gift to you, accept it."
The old count said, opening a box on the table and taking out a single-action revolver.?. This silver revolver was also well maintained. The whole gun exuded a tough aura, which made Xia Qingcheng like it after just one glance.
"How is this possiblearen't these all your treasures"
"Don't worry, dear, this gun does not belong to the history of Tells Manor. It is an American weapon and a prize I won in a previous competition."
The old count put the gun back into the box and motioned to Xia Qingcheng to come and pick it up. "Of course, this does not prevent it from being a good gun. It has influenced the history of the United States."
"Then I'll accept it, thank you."
Xia Qingcheng picked up the gun case and looked at the single-action revolver inside. She really liked it. I remember that Secretary Kim used to use a revolver, and his one seemed to be called a Smith or something.
"You're welcome, you helped me win back the Last Musketeer! If I don't give you a reward, it wouldn't be in line with the tradition of our Tells family!"
As he spoke, he picked up the two glasses of red wine on the table and handed one to Xia Qingcheng, "Cheers to our victory this time."
"OK."
Xia Qingcheng put the gun case aside, picked up the glass of red wine, and drank it.
This should also be the red wine collected by Count Teres. It tastes a little sweet, not astringent like other red wines.
"Okay, today's work is over, let's go and have a rest. I think those young men should not dare to make plans for the manor."
The old count stood up and said, "Good night, beautiful lady."
"Good night, Count Tells."
Xia Qingcheng picked up the gun case again, said good night to the old count, and then returned to the room. Although her drinking capacity is not very good, a small glass of red wine is not a problem. But I don¡¯t know what happened today. I sat on the bed and wanted to play with the pistol for a while, but I felt dizzy because of the alcohol.
Thinking that those little hooligans would not dare to come, she simply put it on the pillow and fell asleep peacefully.
I don¡¯t know how long I slept. When Xia Qingcheng woke up, she found that she had left the small bed in the room. She was tied to a chair with a rope and trapped in a large room. The room was like a theater. She was placed in the center of the stage, with rows of seats in front of her.
In the first row of the auditorium, the old count was sitting there, seemingly dozing off, with the single-action revolver he gave him as a gift.
Xia Qingcheng¡¯s mind is a little hard to turn around. What¡¯s going on? Why did Count Ters tie himself up? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com