The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 378
Fang Jian has flourished in Taoism for the past ten years. With the influx of firearms into the territory, his good marksmanship has been brought into play. With only a few bullets, he has been favored by all. His request was also put on airs before agreeing.

But he never expected that the boat would capsize in the gutter today and fall into the hands of a stinky child.

Originally, he wanted to win a round, but in the end it became difficult to get off.

If you compare, you may lose, but if you don't compare, that is admitting cowardice.

Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, admitting love has never appeared in Fang Jian's dictionary.

"Okay, I can agree, but the premise is that you can beat us." Fang Jian is not a fool, and he will not let the other party take advantage of the words.

"Of course, you are the Sega gold card that loses to me." Song Ye shrugged, took out the unheated gold card, and threw it on the table, looking much sharper and bolder than Fang Jian.

Seeing this gold card, Fang Jian's complexion was completely dark. He squinted at Le Siyu at the side, and smiled, "Boss Le is really generous. He is really generous to the second youngest's classmates."

This friendly support is really nice to say, the stinky kid was obviously found by Le Siyu, and he pretended to be.

"I always value those who are capable." Le Siyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked meaningfully at Song Ye by the wall.

The latter also looked back with cold eyes, with an imposing manner that did not give way.

The corner of Le Siyu's mouth curled up. He really felt that this kid was getting more and more interesting.

Successfully swayed by Song Ye, Le Siyu, who was dragged into the water, had to completely side with the young man and put all his eggs in one basket.

The two parties had their hands on the lottery, and Song Ye was finally satisfied and stood on the shooting platform again, watching Fang Jian standing beside him and staring at the target, as if trying to see through her deceitful tricks.

Song Ye sneered in his heart, with a flick of his wrist, the magazine was ejected, and it was reloaded in an instant. At the moment when the empty magazine fell to the ground with a clang, her whole body was like a taut bow and arrow. With a clean face, he pulled the trigger, and ten shots were fired in a row, and the muzzle of the gun did not move at all under the recoil.

After the ten shots were fired, they heard the sound of empty clips rolling on the table just now, and everyone reacted in horror. The ten shots were fired, and the time was in the blink of an eye.

The continuous shooting, the deafening gunshots, the young man holding the gun, and the sense of oppression erupting all over his body made his heart feel stuffy, and he couldn't react for a long time.

"Ninety-nine rings." The electronic screen above updated the message in real time, and the dazzling number brought Fang Jian back to his senses, and his face sank again.

But before he could open his mouth, the boy over there reloaded the bullet into the magazine again, and fired again at the moment when the empty magazine was withdrawn. His eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't help but put all his physical and mental attention on the boy.

She didn't even aim, so she just opened it?Fuck, it's another 99 ring.

Three rings of 99, just like on purpose, everyone watched Song Ye shoot the gun, and suddenly felt a collective feeling of being tricked in their hearts, because no matter the speed of her shooting or the trajectory of the bullet, nine guns can hit ten. Ring, then there will be zero mistakes in all ten shots.

But in the tenth shot, there was a nine ring, a small mistake, but still slightly better.

This kind of knowledge made Fang Jian vomit blood, and wanted to ask the young man if he did it on purpose, but he couldn't even ask this kind of self-defeating question if he was killed.

After three rounds, the result was still the same, but Fang Jian's face was shaved again.

"Hehe, you're good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger." Fang Jian gritted his back teeth and smiled ferociously. If he couldn't see that Song Ye was pretending to be indifferent just now, he didn't have to. mixed up.

Song Ye didn't answer his question, but stretched out his palm and said bluntly, "Beautiful head."

Pfft... Fang Jian really wanted to vomit blood.

Finally, he took out a check from his pocket and slapped it on the table. Fang Jian had no face to stay any longer, "Let's go."

This time, Fang Jian couldn't even maintain his demeanor, and left without saying hello, skipping Le Siyu.

Obviously, after losing this match, even Le Siyu was hated.

Song Ye put away the gold card on the table, opened the check and saw that the number on it was 100 million.

Heh, Le Siyu really thinks she is a student and the price is [-]% off.

"Ahem, Song Ye, you did a good job. I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight." Le Siyu also felt embarrassed. This kind of unequal remuneration and being exposed on the spot is really too subtle.

Song Ye didn't object, but the others had weird expressions on their faces. When Le Siyu left, Wang Qianqian giggled happily.

"Song Ye, you are so amazing, you are my idol." Wang Qianqian had already suffered from a stomachache, lying on Song Ye's shoulder and twitching with laughter, completely disregarding her ladylike image.

She could understand why her father was full of praise every time he talked about Song Ye, and he loved and hated him at the same time.

From Bai Zhibin last time to Fang Jian and Le Siyu this time, every attempt to get something cheap from Song Ye is doomed to lose everything in the end.

Song Ye pushed away the hairy head on her shoulders, she didn't like to have physical contact with others.

Wang Qianqian didn't mind either, she leaned forward and continued to sneer, "Song Ye, teach me how to shoot. I forgot what Chuanzi taught me last time, okay. Next time your eldest brother comes to me again, I will still follow you as soon as possible." You tipped the news."

Song Ye saw that she was getting more and more cheerful, but he didn't feel disgusted in his heart, "Don't use him as an excuse." It means that she is willing to teach.

Wang Qianqian cheered and wished she could throw herself on Song Ye. Such a blatant act of intimacy fell into the eyes of several other people, and everyone tacitly had an idea.

Fang Ye lowered his head and poked Le Mingyu who was beside him, "Now you can rest assured, my lover is on good terms."

Le Mingyu frowned, and glanced at the tired and crooked two people opposite him. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and muttered, "It's not the best." But he still didn't like Song Ye.

After seeing Song Ye's marksmanship, almost everyone will follow Song Ye's guidance, and come to ask for advice on everything about firearms.

Song Ye and Le Siyu had already hooked up, and they were not interested in having fun, so they spent the whole afternoon in the guidance.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Le Siyu treated guests and booked a box at the hotel to treat them to a group of high school students. After dinner, he made an appointment with Song Ye for another game, and then waved goodbye to everyone.

After leaving the restaurant, several people greeted them to go back home, but Song Ye's gaze paused slightly when he swept to the side of the street.

"Let's go first, I have something else to do."

　ten thousand words
　　
　
(End of this chapter)