hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 73
　"Continue. Are the eyes white? Take aim! You're almost hitting someone else's target."

　Gu Yihan's voice lacked any emotion or warmth, like a cold instructor.

　Under Gu Yihan's constant sarcasm and ruthless eyes, Tang Yumo continued to shoot. Slowly, his arms seemed to have formed inertia. Hearing his instructions, he reflexively carried out a series of movements. It's not satisfactory, but the psychological fear does overcome a lot.

　Gradually, Tang Yumo's reluctance to admit defeat slowly sprouted in her bones. She practiced Gu Yihan's concise instructions over and over again, and she had been playing for half an hour before she knew it.

　"Go to the side and stay."

　When Gu Yihan signaled her to end, she was actually a little bit reluctant.

　Only then did she know why Gu Yihan wanted her to wear this strange outfit.It is not until you hold a real gun, pull the trigger constantly, and feel the frequent recoil of the gun, the trembling of the body, and the cold sweat, that you know that the grip of a pair of professional shoes and the tight wrapping feeling of a comfortable suit are essential for a person. How important it is for a novice shooter.

　Gu Yihan came on stage.Shooting casually in a black suit is very pleasing to the viewers. It doesn't look like they are playing with guns, but rather like playing golf or fishing.

　It turns out that cold weapons can be so pleasing to the eye without being a tool of violence.

　It was only after Tang Yumo rested that he felt sore shoulders, and the tense muscles began to gradually secrete a substance called lactic acid, which continued to accumulate.
　"Miss Tang, can I call you that?"

　The middle-aged uncle whom Gu Yihan called "Boss Xin" walked over from the side and chatted with her politely.

　"Mr. Xin, you are too polite, call me Xiao Tang."

　Although Tang Yumo didn't know his background, the people Gu Yihan met should have important meanings, and he couldn't belittle him.

　"Where, I heard that Ms. Tang is very insightful about the situation in Egypt. I originally had an investment plan. Since I met you, I must ask for advice."

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　Tang Yumo was ashamed, he was at most half a bucket of water, and he didn't dare to give others any investment guidance, but this boss Xin was too enthusiastic, so he just had to chat with him about everything.

　After Gu Yihan finished playing a round, wiped his hands with a hot towel, and walked between the two people who were talking happily, he found that the two were speaking a language he could not understand.

　"Chief, you really found a wonderful person." Mr. Xin's eyes were shining: "Miss Tang and I really hit it off. Her insights are very unique and inspired me a lot. She even told me in Arabic just now. It’s a joke, hahaha, I’m learning Arabic recently, and if I go to Egypt to develop a new business, I can only say that I can barely communicate in daily life, but when it comes to telling jokes in a foreign language, it’s too difficult.”

　"Where, it's Mr. Xin, you have a broad mind, and you don't mind my junior's nonsense and abrupt offense."

　Tang Yumo naturally knew that Mr. Xin's praise for her was exaggerated. How could he be so amazing? If he really had so many abilities, would he be living a miserable life today?

　Gu Yihan was noncommittal, took a sip of the cigar handed over by the waiter, and ordered the waiter to send Tang Yumo out.

　"The recent batch of Glocks that came in from Austria are still working fine"

　"Chief, Qingyi's behind-the-scenes boss hides very deeply."

(End of this chapter)