Prosperous - 169 Dedicates the first time

Wu Zixu and the guards at the door said something, but they all arrived at the instrument depot smoothly. Qiqiai Ai Ai stood at the entrance of the instrument depot, looking at the dazzling array of guns inside, Dou Yifan couldn't help but feel dry mouth and his heartbeat was particularly impatient.

He picked four Type 95 automatic rifles from the instrument library, and Wu Zixu threw one at Dou Yifan. After Dou Yifan barely caught it, he couldn't stop sweating on his forehead.

"Hehe, Empress Dowager Dou, just give your first time to Li Muyun! Uh... I'm talking about the first time I shot! Don't misunderstand it!" Wu Zixu smiled maliciously at Dou Yifan, who seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in his hand, and even teased the strong man with a blue face and a white lips.

"Hehe, Wu Er, what were you saying? Let's go! I won't disturb their couple and feel sweet!" Ma Dongli stepped forward quickly, greeted Wu Zixu and said, "It's just over Li Muyun and rushed towards the destination."

Li Muyun saw Dou Yifan's embarrassment, walked to him and smiled and comforted softly, "I will teach you later, don't worry! But I'm not too familiar with this rifle, I'll get close to you after touching it. Haha... You are so smart, you will be able to learn it once."

"Uh...I'm so smart? Haha, how did you tell? I'm just a little higher in iQ, and I really don't have any extraordinary skills." Dou Yifan rolled his eyes at Wu Zixu helplessly, and then smiled at Li Muyun reluctantly.

"Haha, Dou Yifan, you're poor! Muyun, let's go! Don't be a mother-in-law, hurry up! Let's take advantage of the lunch break and come and go quickly!" Ma Dongli was anxious, looked back at Li Muyun and Dou Yifan, and shouted, then turned around and rushed towards the shooting range.

"Dou Yifan, it's not really asking you to kill people. What are you afraid of? Hehe, let's go!" Wu Zixu also walked forward with a gun and sarcastically angrily at Dou Yifan.

"Let's go! This is a rifle, not the Seven we usually use. Haha, it should be very good!" Li Muyun smiled at Dou Yifan, pulled his sleeve and pulled forward.

"Yeah, you guys are playing! I'll just take a look, just take a look!" Dou Yifan had no choice but to follow Li Muyun forward.

There was no leaf above the shooting training ground under the scorching sun that could block the raging sunlight. Seeing the heroic and sporting Ma Dongli and Li Muyun, who were already well equipped, put on their headphones and began to aim at the moving target at the foot of the mountain, Dou Yifan couldn't help but take two steps back.

Ma Dongli seemed to be very familiar with the guns. After a while, she had already lying in the ditches and fiddled with the rifle that was said to be a Type 95 or something. Li Muyun smiled at Dou Yifan behind her, and trotted over and pulled him into the ditches.

"Mu Yun, I really can't do it. Really! Don't hang on, brother really can't play this. Just spare me!" Dou Yifan, who was pulled forward, begged Li Muyun helplessly, but he beat Wu Zixu, the damn guy, in his heart.

"Or you can see how Ma Dongli plays first! Don't underestimate her, she is the best in our Public Security Bureau and has never been under the Nine Ring Road." Li Muyun enthusiastically pulled Dou Yifan towards his position, and while walking, he looked at Ma Dongli who was ready and smiled and explained.

"Uh... underestimate? How dare I underestimate you female policemen? Uh... it's not a female policeman, but even a male and female policeman." Dou Yifan simply put the rifle in his hand on the side, panic as if he was throwing away a hot potato. He squatted beside Li Muyun helplessly and muttered quietly.

"Come on, put on the headphones!" Li Muyun didn't pay much attention to Dou Yifan's muttering, reached out and picked up the headphones hanging around Dou Yifan's neck, and put them on Dou Yifan himself.

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself! Haha, Mu Yun, don't worry about me, you can play with Ma Dongli and the others! I'll just take a look here." Li Mu Yun's long fingers seemed to touch Dou Yifan's ears accidentally. The numbness of electric shock made Dou Yifan want to escape from Li Muyun's touch, but he was a little unwilling to give up this feeling.

"You really don't play? Well! Then I'll play by myself. If you want to try it, tell me, I'll be your coach." Li Muyun pulled the headphones for Dou Yifan, looked at Ma Dongli, who had already started to do it, and couldn't help but screaming in her heart and wanted to try her skills.

"Okay, okay, okay! I'll wait for you here. If I want to play, I'll tell you as soon as possible!" Dou Yifan wanted Li Muyun to ignore him and hurriedly drove her forward.

"Haha, OK!" Li Muyun smiled and walked forward a few steps, fixed the rifle and began to concentrate on preparing for shooting.

Dou Yifan finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off the headphones on his head, took a few steps back, and stood aside to admire Ma Dongli's shooting. Wu Zixu and his team chose a two-hundred-meter shooting with a chest support this time. Dou Yifan, who never played these, looked at the card players who were swaying back and forth not far ahead, and felt dizzy. I don't know if it was because he didn't have a good rest last night, or the movements of the two women in the shooting range were too straightforward. Dou Yifan, who retreated behind and stood watching, couldn't see whether the two women hit the ball. Listening to the gunshots around him, Dou Yifan looked at the golden sun above his head, and his eyes were full of stars.

After finally waiting for the first round of shooting of Ma Dongli and Li Muyun, Dou Yifan had no courage to come forward to listen to their discussion. However, this time Li Muyun did not intend to give Dou Yifan a chance to escape. He pulled him forward and walked to the position just now, and taught Dou Yifan step by step, a student who really had no talent for equipment.

Dou Yifan didn't remember anything Li Muyun said to him at the shooting range that noon. He only remembered the warm feeling of Li Muyun's slender hands pressing on his palm. Of course, what impressed him even more was the elasticity and unstoppable softness of Li Muyun's plump breasts leaning against his arms. Under the pressure of Li Muyun's chest, Dou Yifan lay on the soil for the first time in his life and fired the first shot of his life. As for how many rings, no one had the confidence to tell him.
Chapter completed!