Chapter 603

A night of death.

Ji Qianchen's last tired back pain fell asleep on him.

The next morning.

Ji Qianchen's lips are itchy. He feels that something is biting him.

Reluctantly, I opened my eyes to the dark eyes of Shangling owl cold.

See her open her eyes.

Ling Xiaohan loosened her lips, raised his head, went to the window and opened the champagne curtains.

Whoa, the curtains are open.

A beam of sunlight came into the room.

"Get up, half an hour later, and come down to breakfast in a sports suit. After breakfast, training begins."

"Ah? Today? "

Ji Qianchen grabs the disheveled hair, which is a bit unacceptable.

Take a look at the wall clock.

Seven o'clock.

It's not so early.

"Isn't that what you always expected? Remember that I will be very strict, during the training period, no crying, no coquetry with me, because these will not work for me. Come on. "

Ling Xiaohan confesses and leaves the room delicately.

This kind of Lingxiao cold, very severe, very terrible, not to laugh, but also very fierce.

However, under his training, she will surely be reborn.

I got up from the bed, went to the bathroom to wash, and changed into a white sportswear.

It's still very cold, and she specially wears a plush warm jacket in her sportswear.

Come downstairs, Ling Xiaohan is already using breakfast.

"Early."

Ji Qianchen pulls away his chair and sits at the table.

"Good morning, young lady, didn't you notice me?" Rob was standing at the table, greeting Ji Qianchen in order to express his sense of existence.

Ji Qianchen looks up and sees rob.

A spring festival is gone, I don't remember the existence of this person.

"Radish, when did you come back?"

"This morning."

"How did you become a fat radish?" Ji Qianchen looks carefully, and Rob's face turns round.

Maybe it's the year to get fat.

"Little madam, it's hard to avoid eating a little more during the Spring Festival."

Rob grabs his head awkwardly and explains with a smile.

"You still have ten minutes for breakfast. Come to the backyard later to practice your guns."

Ling Xiaohan put down his knife and fork, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and began to remind Ji Qianchen.

"Ah? Ten minutes, how can I eat? "

Ji quickly stopped talking to rob, picked up the toast on the table and cut it. He put butter on it and put it into his mouth.

"Who makes you look like a starving ghost?" Ling Xiaohan brings a cup of hot milk to her.

"Not ten minutes?"

"Not a minute?"

"I eat too much. Ten minutes is not enough."

Ji Qianchen took the milk and took a swig.

It seems that life in the future will be full of difficulties.

After breakfast.

Ling Xiaohan brings Ji Qianchen to the training ground.

Overnight, a shooting training ground was renovated, with targets at different positions and guns of different models on the table.

Long, medium, short, mini pistol, silencing gun, machine gun, air rifle

Looking at so many guns, Ji Qianchen reached out his hand and touched them. "A lot, Ling Xiaohan. It's illegal to hide so many weapons in your house."

"Then you go to the police station to report and accuse your husband of concealing arms?"

Ling Xiaohan goes to the table, picks up an ordinary short pistol from the table and hands it to her. "Today, I'll learn the simplest thing. I'll tell you about the structure of the gun, how to load the bullet and how to close the insurance..."

"I can. Haven't I learned it before?"

Ji Qianchen took the gun and demonstrated it to Ling Xiaohan himself.

"At your speed, the gun hasn't been pulled out. You have been killed by the enemy."

Ling Xiaohan takes the gun back.

Pick up the disassembled bullets, open the cartridge clip, install one by one, and then load, bang bang at the target over there, and fired six shots.

Six shots.

This series only takes tens of seconds.

The speed is frightening.

"Let's get to that speed."

Ling Xiaohan threw the gun to her and sat down on the cane chair beside to bask in the sun.

"Are you finished teaching?" Ji Qianchen asked, looking at Ling Xiaohan.

"Now that you understand, what you need to practice now is the speed and accuracy of the gun. Practice it yourself. Practice my speed and learn the next one."

"All right."

Ji Qianchen picked up the bullet on the table, loaded it, loaded it, and shot at the nearest target.

Six shots down.Only one shot hit nine rings, the others were two or three rings, or didn't hit the target directly.

One morning, Ji spent all his time here.

However, her gun speed and accuracy have been greatly improved.

When Ling Xiaohan came to test her training results, he gave her a direct sentence, which was unqualified.

"But I've improved a lot."

"I'll teach you one last time." Ling Xiaohan stands behind her, chest against her back.

Two big hands, holding her small hand.

Then grab her little hand, follow him step by step, put the bullets one by one into the clip.

Then hold her small hand and aim at the target on the opposite side.

"Look straight, don't shake your hands, move quickly, don't bend your elbows, and shoot towards the aiming point..."

Bang -

one shot down.

It's on the bull's eye.

Jiqianchen jumped up happily. "Wow, I hit it."

"In the future, do as I said, and try again a few times."

Afternoon.

Ling Xiaohan arranged to practice.

The training place is in the gymnasium of the villa auxiliary building.

In the gym, all fitness facilities are complete.

In the middle of the field, there is a thick padded area.

Rob and a zhe are on the sideline, watching Ling Xiaohan take off his shoes and walk on the cushions.

"Come up and try to attack me."

Ling Xiaohan points to himself and orders Ji Qianchen.

"You asked me to hit you, how? Do you feel free to fight? " Ji Qianchen looks at Ling Xiaohan in dismay.

After standing on the cushion, Ji Qianchen was a little flustered.

She will be defeated by lingxiaohan. How can she fight?

"I'm not going to fight back, I'm going to dodge. In the process of dodging, I'll teach you how to dodge others."

Ling Xiaohan is an excellent and qualified coach.

One afternoon, Ji Qianchen learned a lot of ways to dodge other people's attacks.

Although her attack was a mess, she was criticized for not having the strength and flexibility.

At night.

Ji Qianchen lies back in bed with backache and becomes a dead body.

"Why are you so tired? My waist, hands and feet don't feel like they're my own. "

Ling Xiaohan goes to the medicine box and finds a bottle of medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. He pulls Ji Qianchen to the edge of the bed.

"This is the first day. I will train you regularly after work. You may have to live this kind of life in the next year or two years."

Ling Xiaohan put the medicine aside and lifted her trouser legs.

The blue and purple on the knee is obvious.

It was during training today.

"I just need to learn self-defense. What are you doing with me?"

"If you want to learn, do the best." Ling Xiaohan dipped a cotton swab in the potion and applied it to her.

Ji Qianchen endured the pain and looked down at Ling Xiaohan's side face. "Yes, I will try to keep up with you."