"Xia Xia, is this really what you drew?"

Tang Jianjun watched excitedly as Tang Chuxia sat on the bed, with the things he brought back in front of him.

Tang Chuxia quickly assembled a pistol and then faced Tang Jianjun's excited face.

I saw that Tang Jianjun's face changed from excitement to horror. The process did not take more than an instant, and even because of the speed of the change, there was some facial imbalance.

He pointed at the pistol that Tang Chuxia subconsciously hid under the quilt, "You actually know how to assemble it?"

Tang Chuxia laughed dryly: "I just assembled it randomly!"

Tang Jianjun didn't care. He took out the pistol and checked it. There was no problem at all. Although they had played with disassembling pistols since childhood, because of Tang Chuxia's weak constitution, her family never dared to let her touch it more, and she was not familiar with weapons.

He was interested, but just after he said those excited words after entering the room, Tang Chuxia had assembled it in a few seconds.

At this speed, the fingers formed afterimages.

Even his speed can't be reached.

Tang Jianjun looked at the drawing, then at the weapon in his hand, and finally it fell on Tang Chuxia's face.

"Tell me, brother, you are actually a member of some secret agency, right?"

In the early summer of Tang Dynasty, my head was covered with black lines.

Her second brother seemed to have a strange brain circuit to be able to think of these contents.

She waved her hands repeatedly: "I am your sister, nothing!"

But Tang Jianjun didn't believe it, so he drew his gun and pointed it at Tang Chuxia.

As for Tang Chuxia, because she had been traveling abroad all year round in her previous life, she had been specially trained in how to fight and avoid gun battles, and had experienced more practical combat. At this time, her body reacted first before her brain. She rolled sideways and grabbed the solid wood next to her with one hand.

The chair was in front of her, and because she used too much force, the chair was crushed by her!

Looking at the chair shaking on the ground, Tang Chuxia slowly raised her head and looked at Tang Jianjun.

The two people's eyes met. Tang Jianjun moved the magazine of his pistol, but he didn't put it in at all. Besides, there was no bullet in the magazine.

At once……

The air suddenly became quiet.

The only sound was the chair scraping against the ground.

The brother and sister looked at each other but neither of them spoke.

In the end, Tang Chuxia fell to the ground with an ouch, her face pale.

Only then did Tang Jianjun remember Tang Chuxia's frail health and hurriedly rushed over to pick him up.

Seeing that her palm was pricked by pieces of wood, blood beads kept coming out.

"I thought it was just an illusion!"

Tang Jianjun muttered, then looked up at Tang Chuxia: "You also said that you are not a secret member, but your reaction speed has taken me so long to develop!"

Tang Chuxia: ...I feel like the explanation is not clear.

She could only giggle.

In the end, she watched Tang Jianjun bandage her palm, then put the chair away, and then looked at the place where Tang Chuxia had crushed it, and she was stunned.

"You don't even have calluses on your hands, how on earth do you do that?"

Tang Jianjun rubbed his chin with a curious look on his face.

Tang Chuxia huddled her head under the quilt and pretended to be an ostrich. Anyway, she didn't know how to explain it.

"Little sister, tell me the truth, were you absorbed into the organization by that bastard Gu Beihuai?"

He slapped his thigh and shouted.

Tang Chuxia:......

Actually not at all.

"What organization?"

Tang Chuxia looked confused. Only then did Tang Jianjun realize what he had said and waved his hands hurriedly: "It's nothing. That guy hasn't bullied you recently, has he?"

When it comes to Gu Beihuai, Tang Jianjun still remembers the incompatibility between the two. Tang Chuxia held a piece of dried meat and slowly grinded her teeth, "Of course not. If you want to bully me, I will bully him!"

Tang Jianjun really believed this.

He put the pistol on his waist. He would have to be careful in the future to ensure that such an accident did not happen again.

"Don't bully others. How old are you? In the future, if your wife finds out, she won't be able to fight for you?" Tang Jianjun said casually, and Tang Chuxia asked with interest, "Then wouldn't it be nice if I became his wife?"

Tang Jianjun:(⊙o⊙)…

Shocked and disbelieving.

There was horror in his eyes.

"Little sister, for the sake of everyone's physical and mental health, you should let Gu Beihuai go!"

When these two come together, can they turn the world upside down?

Tang Chuxia gave him a roll of his eyes. Tang Jianjun was also a little embarrassed, and then his eyes fell on the chair crushed by Tang Chuxia, "When did you regain your strength?"

Early summer of Tang Dynasty:-_-||

She didn't expect that Tang Jianjun would say this.

"When have I ever had one?"

I carefully searched through the memory of the original owner several times, but could not find anything about divine power.

Tang Jianjun shrugged: "You may not remember that when you were young, you were very strong, and your grandpa's favorite crutch was crushed by you because he gave it to you to play with. You were only one year old at that time, but you could crush grandpa

I’m so heartbroken!”

Tang Chuxia:......

She also thought that her divine power was brought by her soul, and that her body originally had feelings.

"And do you know why you and Gu Beihuai are incompatible? Do you really think it's because he's jealous that you have a group of brothers protecting you?" Tang Jianjun smiled and said, "It's not like you once grabbed his feet and threw him out.

, broke his front teeth, and he cried for a long time!"

Tang Chuxia:......

Is the original owner so fierce?

"How old was I then?" Tang Chuxia asked carefully.

"A little over three years old!" Tang Jianjun put the chair away, thinking that he would need to find tools to repair it later, otherwise it would probably be unusable with such a mark.

Tang Chuxia:......

It seemed reasonable that she threw Gu Beihuai, who was older than her, out and broke her front teeth when she was three years old. After all, she was the one who could crush her grandfather's crutches at the age of one.

I can't blame Gu Beihuai for hating her so much.

"But haven't I always had no strength?" No wonder Tang Chuxia was so confused, but after Tang Jianjun's explanation, she began to doubt her life.

"Of course, you only recover a little bit of your power when you fight with Gu Beihuai. Didn't you tell me this? Why do you feel like you don't remember it?"

Tang Chuxia:......

She really doesn't know.

She couldn't blame Gu Beihuai for being unequivocal about his actions towards her, and felt that the grudge had been going on for a long time.

Why do you feel like you are further away from seducing Gu Beihuai?

She somewhat wanted to give up.

"Second brother, tell me, if I want to marry Gu Beihuai, what are the chances that he will agree to marry me?"

She will regret it to death if she lets go of a man who still refuses to give up and cares about his own aesthetic point in all aspects.

Tang Jianjun thought for a moment and said, "It's hard to say what the odds are, but it's not impossible to marry you!" He raised his fingers at Tang Chuxia, and when his sister came over and listened, he added another sentence...
Chapter completed!