Chapter 900: Pampered

Who has never suffered, but Fengsheng does not think that the past is suffering.
When he was a child, the most common thing Old Man Feng said to him was.
A man, how can he become a qualified fighter without the trial of blood?
When he was too tired to carry it when he was young, he once resented that the old man was too cruel.
He is just a little boy who hasn't grown into a man yet. Who wants to become a man among men?
But no matter how hard he tried, he never gave up. After everything went through and grew up, he truly realized the good intentions of the old man.
Men, those who have never experienced hardship are considered men.
"practice!"
Facing the canonization of the past like wind and all the suffering, Luo Yangyang nodded affirmatively.
How can she admit that the canonization is so good.
Even if she can't stand side by side with him and wish him a helping hand, she will never become his backlash.
Although the canonization didn't say anything, she knew that his work in the British Isles would be much more dangerous than the work in the imperial capital.
"I will practice with you."
The canonization gently pulled away the fine hair on Luo Yangyang's forehead, his eyes full of tenderness.
"You can practice, but can the distance be closer? First, get closer, and then slowly move away."
Luo Yangyang looked out from the side of Fengsheng, glanced at the target in the distance, and said hesitantly.
She thinks one hundred meters is a bit far.
She had shot so many shots just now, but she missed a single shot, which was a blow to her self-confidence too.
"Of course, how close do you want? Fifty meters?"
The canonization is particularly easy to discuss and replied, full of pampering.
It's good for the little one to be willing to practice guns. Even if the marksmanship is not good, at least she knows how to aim and shoot.
"..." Luo Yangyang's little mouth pursed slightly, weakly speaking, "Ten meters..."
The distance of one hundred meters, for the men in the mercenary base, is probably too close, and no one wants to practice.
Because of what she had discovered before, there was a long line of mercenaries practicing guns on her left hand. The targets were all shot far away. There was only a small dot in the distance. She almost couldn't see that.
They disliked that one hundred meters was too close, but for her new novice who could not be new, one hundred meters was really a bit far.
"... Ten meters is ten meters."
Feng Sheng was startled by the distance Luo Yangyang said, but after a few seconds of twitching at the corner of his mouth, he still agreed.
At ten meters, he closed his eyes and threw a dart to the target, and it was a precise ten ring.
However, he can't say that he can't hit the little things, he has to encourage her.
Jim and Anthony came back after a long lap, and they were shocked when they saw Luo Yangyang actually sticking to the target and practicing the gun.
"Damn! What is the boss? Is there such a gunner?"
While running, Jim raised his hand and measured the distance between Luo Yangyang and the target himself with his fingers.
The maximum is ten meters, definitely not more than ten meters!
Can you practice guns at this distance?
"Isn't it always rumored that men in love have an IQ of zero? Now I believe it, and even people with high IQ like boss can't escape."
Anthony looked at the two figures on the right front, silently sighing.
"It's not that a woman in love has zero IQ? When did she become a man?"
Jim's thoughts went astray.
"It's all the same! Anyway, they are all in love."
Anthony waved his hand domineeringly and replied perfunctorily.
Luo Yangyang has been standing on target, and the canonization is pointing at him.
How to stand, how to raise hands.
Seeing Jim and Anthony deliberately coming around and running past them, the canonization suddenly shouted: "Stop!"