Chapter 664: I was beaten up for a while

Seeing her idle look, Ming Ye couldn't help but roll her eyes, so she coldly dropped a sentence, "There is no sense of mystery at all. Come on, come with me, lazy woman."
Then, Ming Ye walked into a rest pavilion near the shooting range, and Tang Nuan's painting followed behind.
After entering the rest pavilion, Tang Nuan's painting was a little surprised, because at this moment, there were many strange things like obstacles in the rest pavilion.
A solid wood table, a soft wall made of foam, chairs, bookcases, etc... are all placed randomly in the middle of the road?
"Tsk, this place looks like obsessive-compulsive disorder." Tang Nuanhua thought that no one came to clean it, and reached out to put all these things in place.
As a result, the blood eagle stopped her hand at once, "Miss Tang, you'd better not move things here."
"Ah, why?" Tang Nuan painted his face in confusion.
"In fact, the things here are deliberately placed like this." Blood Eagle explained.
"?" Tang Nuanhua widened his eyes and became more curious.
Xin said that a rest pavilion is not tidy and clean, but put all the furniture in it? Is this something normal people do?
As he was thinking, Ming Ye suddenly spoke, "Actually, I brought you here to teach you something."
"Ok?"
Tang Nuan painted for a moment, then suddenly smiled in surprise, "You want to teach me something? So good?"
This was the first time Mingye said that he wanted to teach her something since he met Mingye. Tang Nuan was inexplicably happy in painting.
After all, Ming Ye is an arms tycoon after all, and there are a lot of hidden treasures in his body, but most people can't get the truth from him.
Unexpectedly, Ming Ye suddenly poured cold water on her, "Don't be too happy, what I want to teach you today is not so easy to master."
It doesn't matter, you can teach it, anyway, I learn very fast. "Tang Nuanhua smiled and patted her chest. She is still confident in the speed of her learning.
"Really? I hope so." Ming Ye smiled indifferently.
Then, he suddenly rubbed a paper ball in his hand and threw it directly at Tang Nuan's head.
"Oh, what are you doing?"
The parabola of the paper ball was very precise, and Tang Nuan's painting was beaten upright, and suddenly stared at Ming Ye.
Although it doesn't hurt at all to hit people with paper dumplings, she still couldn't understand Mingye's actions. She said that this person was good, why suddenly hit herself with paper dumplings? are you crazy!
Ming Ye laughed, her tone couldn't help but sneered, "A ball of paper can't be avoided, what's the use for you?"
When Tang Nuanhua heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied, and immediately yelled, "Where can't I avoid it? It's obvious that you take advantage of the danger? Do you believe it or not you throw it again? I can definitely avoid it.
Hearing that, Mingye smiled helplessly, "NO, there is no chance to come back."
"Do you know that if what I dropped you just now was not a paper ball, but a bullet fired by the enemy, you would die?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Tang Nuan didn't understand the painting.
"On this reaction speed, you also said you learn fast?"
Ming Ye smiled helplessly and shook his head, and then he didn't bother to go around the corner, and said directly, "In fact, what I want to teach you today is how to avoid bullets by instinct."
"What, what, what?"
Tang Nuanhua became silly when he heard Ming Ye's words, and asked in disbelief, "Can the bullet still escape? Doesn't it exist?"
"Ming Ye, don't make a joke with me, the speed of bullets is faster than the speed of people, how can you avoid it?" Tang Nuan painting doesn't believe Ming Ye's words.
At this time, Ming Ye seemed to have expected Tang Nuan's reaction long ago, so he did not rush to argue, just smiled indifferently, "If not, how do you think I blocked the fatal shot for you that day? "
As soon as he said this, Tang Nuan's painting was obviously stunned.
Thinking of what happened in the underground city that day, Tang Nuan painted clearly remembered that Baicheng indeed shot himself at that time, and the muzzle was precisely aimed at his eyebrows. If it hits, Tang Nuan painting may He died on the spot.
But with Mingye’s help, she was safe, and the bullet only hit Mingye’s arm...
Thinking of this, Tang Nuan's painting suddenly looked at Mingye in amazement, "You mean, the bullet was meant to penetrate my forehead that day, but you raised your hand to help me block it?"
"Not stupid." Mingye finally smiled, "But you were too far away from me that day, so the bullet still hit my hand, otherwise if I go faster, the bullet might not touch at all. To my body."
"That is to say, can human speed really surpass bullets?" Tang Nuan suddenly realized.
"Huh huh." Ming Ye nodded proudly and said again, "But this is also subject to training the day after tomorrow, so I brought you here today to train your reaction speed."
After all, the negotiation between the underground city and the white city is not over yet, if Ming Ye didn't guess wrong, it is estimated that in a few days, the two sides may confront each other again.
If not before this, let Tang Nuan's painting exercise his response speed, and if there is a chaos by that time, Tang Nuan's painting may be the first to die.
No matter how fast Mingye reacts, it is impossible to block so many guns for Tang Nuan's painting, so he can only exercise Tang Nuan's painting.
"So this is ah."
Tang Nuanhua finally understood it now. It turned out that Ming Ye wanted to exercise her reaction speed, so that she could save her life in times of crisis.
Since there is such a good thing, Tang Nuan painting certainly agreed, "Okay, then you can teach me quickly, how did you throw the paper dumpling just now?"
Talking about Tang Nuan painting, he lowered his head, trying to find the paper ball on the ground.
Ming Ye looked at him and wanted to laugh, "Don't look for it. It was just to test you. Real training can't use paper like that."
"And I have to tell you in advance, this training process may be a bit painful, because I will use a real air gun to attack you, I don't know if you can hold it?" Ming Ye asked again.
It is good to exercise Tang Nuan's painting, but Mingye still has another worry, that is, Tang Nuan's painting is spoiled and tender, and he doesn't know whether he can withstand the pain or eat it.
Don’t want Tang Nuan painting to suddenly smile, and patted her shoulder without timidity,
It’s okay, I’m definitely able to hold it.

"Really? It hurts after a while, don't cry." Ming Ye reminded.