Chapter 1413: Genetic Shooting Talent

Damn, why this little guy ’s ears are so good, he said he heard them so quietly.
Zhuang Rongguang's face suddenly became hot, and then he slumped his neck and said, "When have I been so provocative? I'm telling the truth, okay? And, is she your mother, you bark!"
"It's my mother!" Hearing this sentence, Xiao Baozi squeezed his fist, his face was cold like never seen, apparently angry.
Then he said to the boy in front of him, "If I made ten rings, you have to say a hundred times that she is my mother!"
Zhuang Rongguang glanced at him indifferently, "Just say! I'm afraid of you!"
On the side, Zhuang Yuanyuan looked at his son being eighteen years old and looked so childish. He was really like a five-year-old child, and suddenly turned black: "Glory, don't make any noise!"
Zhuang Zongren's old face was also a bit unstoppable. "Shit boy, how old are you, and you have bullied a baby and don't know how to be ashamed!"
"No problem." Lu Tingxiao looked at the scene in front of him, but didn't care.
"I stunned me, and you clearly saw that he himself provoked me ..." Zhuang Rongguang muttered unconvinced.
"I'm provocative. If I can't, I apologize to you and call you a hundred times."
"Come here ~ I'm waiting for your brother a hundred times ~"
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Ning Xi knew that Xiao Baozi was not a kind of wayward kid. He was serious and really angry.
"Baby, do you really want to bet?"
Xiao Baozi looked at Ning Xi as if he were the most important treasure in the world that did not allow anyone to question at all: "Mom, you are my mother."
Ning Xi saw Xiao Baozi with a firm attitude, and finally went to pick him a grab.
Seeing the two children was nothing but a temper. Lu Tingxiao didn't mind, and Zhuang Puyuan and Zhuang Zongren didn't interfere much.
Ning Xi chose a light pistol for Xiaobaozi, which had little recoil, but it was enough for a five-year-old child to even hold the gun steady.
It was also because some of the adults present were professional that they dared let Xiaobao play like this.
"Baby, let's play happily, mother is your mother, do not need to prove to anyone, you know?" Ning Xi calmed.
The little bun nodded nicely, but the light in his eyes was extremely bright.
"Come, mother teaches you how to hold a gun!" Ning Xi carefully and patiently taught Xiao Baozi how to hold a gun and how to aim.
Zhuang Rongguang interjected there sloppily, "Ah, hey, wrong, how can you put your finger there ... It's so simple that you can make a mistake ... My little brother is three years old ..."
Ning Xi stared at him, "Do you want me to learn from you?"
Zhuang Rongguang swallowed his throat and shook his head like a rattle. At the same time, his heart was sour, Nima, what an old hen cares for a chicken, what is this little soft bun? Isn't it just a little cute, white and tender, cute?
Lu Tingxiao looked at Ning Xi who patiently taught Xiaobao and his seriously studying son, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Five years old and ten rings.
If it weren't for Ning Xi and Zhuang Rongguang, who have such strong talents from the family inheritance, it would be impossible to achieve ...
The Lu family has been in business for generations, and their sons and daughters have been educated by the ancient aristocracy. In these aspects, it is obviously impossible to have much talent.