One month after Feng Ling officially joined the xi base.

Li Nanheng has been disturbed recently by a bunch of miscellaneous things and messing things from the Li family.

After the Li family's man was 20 years old, he would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being used by the family for marriage. He struggled for half a year and was still disturbed by the ladies of the aristocratic families arranged by his family so that he did not even have a quiet time. Except for the "reasonable" shutdown in the base and cut off all contacts with the outside world, as long as he stepped out of the base gate, he would definitely be entangled with all kinds of things arranged by his family and women.

After another month at the base, he also turned off his private phone that he had contacted with the outside world for a month. Several old men from the Li family came directly.

At the same time, Nanheng was watching a team of members practicing gun target shooting at the training ground behind.

A group of members stood in a standard horizontal row, and five people stepped forward to pick up guns.

Nan Heng leaned on the stone table not far away, playing with a gun in his hand, looking at the shooting techniques that were half-baked by those people. After all, most of the people who are trained now are newcomers, and there are more than twenty good ones in the hundred people, but for Nan Heng, it is still not enough.

Until Feng Ling and the others stepped forward together and picked up the gun, their movements were standard and neat. While others were still adjusting their positions, Feng Ling had already shot forward without hesitation.

With a "bang", it hit the bull's-eye.

Seeing that Feng Ling had just entered the base for a month, Feng Ling did everything well in this month, but she should have just touched on this shooting training, but her shooting technique was obviously not a newcomer's technique.

Ak once said that Feng Ling's shooting skills are very powerful. When he saved Ak, he used his gun.

Nan Heng looked from a distance, the man in the black combat uniform had a cold and noble face, leaning there without moving, completely like an old man, but he had aura that no one dared to approach him.

Then, he casually turned the gun he had been playing with in his hand in his palm, without having to stand up or change his movements, and shot directly in the direction where Feng Ling had just hit the bull's eye for more than 100 meters.

No one expected that there would be gunshots coming from behind, and they were all shocked. In the blink of an eye, they saw a hole in the middle of the target fifty meters away in front of Feng Ling, and then they shot down the bullets that Feng Ling had hit in the middle.

Nan Heng put the gun in his hand on the stone table and threw it away, with a light expression as if the gun just now was not fired by him. He said in a light tone: "Continue to practice."

Han Jin: "..."

Xiao Xu: "..."

Feng Ling: "..."

A group of members in training: "…"

The boss directly shot Feng Ling's bullets with this shot. Isn't it obvious that Feng Ling's standard results were completely ignored?

Now let them continue practicing, Feng Ling is despised by the boss. If their trash techniques continue, the boss will be sure that he will not vomit when he sits there?

Tsk, this Feng Ling is lucky that he is not a woman.

Otherwise, I really would doubt whether the boss was interested in Feng Ling in this way...

But this kid is only thirteen years old. Even if the boss has any problems with his sexual orientation, he will not attack a child...

Feng Ling had no idea about the suddenly hollow target in front of him. Everyone had three chances to shoot. She loaded the bullet as usual and continued to shoot. The last two shots were shot accurately at the bull's eye. Through the empty bull's eye, it landed on the tree trunk not far away, leaving a deep bullet mark.

After finishing, Feng Ling handed the gun to the next person neatly, turned around and returned to the team.

After the shooting training, she took a temporary rest for ten minutes. Feng Ling turned around and went outside the venue to pick up half a bottle of mineral water she had drunk. This location was very close to Nanheng's location, but she didn't go there. She only saw Nanheng being surrounded by several members. Many people were asking him for the skills of shooting. To put it bluntly, they were flattering and looking for a sense of existence in front of the boss.

Feng Ling took another sip of water, twisted the mineral water bottle and turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly he saw Sanpang, who was in a team of people who liked to make trouble most, stretched out his feet and stood in front of her. Feng Ling only glanced at him indifferently. Not only wasn't tripped, but he raised his foot to fight back directly. Sanpang was secretly happy, but he didn't expect that Feng Ling's legs had already greeted him. His legs hurt, and he jumped up from the seat he was originally sitting. The next moment, his butt was kicked again. Sanpang covered his butt in pain. His butt began to scream, and he jumped to Nanheng while shouting: "Boss, please take care of Feng Ling, he kicked my butt!"

Nan Heng glanced at Sanpang and looked at Feng Ling behind him again.

Feng Ling also glanced at Sanpang.

What's the use of asking Li Nanheng to manage her? The boss is nominally leading a team, but in fact he doesn't care about the matter at all. He just handed over everything to the deputy instructor Han Jin. He was afraid he was too lazy to care about it.

Besides, why should he care about her?

What does she have to do with him?

Just as Feng Ling turned around and was about to put his mineral spring aside, he suddenly heard a man's quiet voice: "Sanpang likes to make trouble, do you really have the same knowledge as him? If he kicks a few more times, he won't have to lose weight. I'm afraid he will be swollen in this life."

Sanpang: "…"

Boss, are you sure you are stewarding Fengling? Instead of harming me in secret?

Feng Ling glanced at him and replied: "Well, I will kick him in another place in the future to ensure that he will swell more evenly next time."

Sanpang: "…………” Help the boss!

There was a burst of laughter around me.

Nan Heng also snorted and snorted, raising his foot and kicked away at the Sanpang who was asking for help: "Why are you embarrassed to show me such a pitiful expression with me on your face? Hurry up and lose weight. If you don't lose thirty kilograms in a month, you can get out of the other teams."

Sanpang: "…"

Oh, oh, it’s so aggrieved. Although I am fat, I am flexible. If I am not flexible enough, how could I have the ability to join the team?

Boss, you are discriminatory!!!

Han Jin walked to Feng Ling at this time and saw that she was not surprised by the grudges and disgraces and still didn't like to integrate with everyone. He said, "Did you shoot a long time ago? The shooting skills are good. Are you interested in taking a long-term sniper?"

Feng Ling glanced at Han Jin: "You can shoot it, but you have never learned to shoot a long-range sniper."

Han Jin nodded. After this month, he really liked the child Feng Ling. Although he was a little younger, he was really outstanding.

"Our base has been established for so many years, and currently there are less than five long-range sniper gun skills. The most powerful one is Boss Li. You should learn from everyone in the future and find ways to establish a good relationship with the boss and let him teach you."

When Feng Ling heard this, he said indifferently: "Forget it, I never deliberately please people I don't like, and it doesn't matter if I learn anything else."
Chapter completed!