Doting wife's husband is too domineering

Chapter 29
Didn't these idiots see the black aura emanating from the instructor's body?If you have nothing to do, don't come forward to join in the fun, you will die, don't you know?
"Instructor, she's yours..." Cheetah cleared his throat, and asked cautiously with doubts, gossip, and curiosity.

The deep eyes shot directly at the cheetah, and the cold and lonely eyes made the cheetah take a step back unconsciously.

The cheetah swallowed involuntarily, did he ask something wrong?

"That's Miss Fu, the daughter of the Fu family, the nominal daughter of the instructor." Silver Wolf interjected from one side, emphasizing the word "name" on purpose.

I hope these bastards can understand.

"Instructor, how old were you when you had a child? You really deserve to be our instructor, running ahead of us in everything." Vulture smiled foolishly, and I looked innocent.

Before the vulture could finish its smirk, the cheetah slapped him on the back of the head unceremoniously, then turned around and smiled at Fu Junhuang with a condensed face: "Instructor, this kid didn't eat when he came out today. medicine, and ignore people with mental problems.”

"Earth leopard, you dare to hit your grandfather and me on the head, you don't want to live!" After a while of dizziness, the vulture angrily pointed at the cheetah.

It's just a hopeless bastard!This is the voice of everyone!
"These soldiers of yours are not only weak, but also fun." An Ran poked her head out behind Fu Junhuang, with a faint smile in her indifferent eyes.

weak……

They were called weak by a little girl!

They were called weak by a little girl!
"If you want to survive, you must work hard to become strong. If you are not strong, you will die." An Ran had already walked out from behind Fu Junhuang, but she hadn't walked far when a cool arm was wrapped around her waist. , She continued inadvertently, "The Ghost Special Forces was established 11 years ago. I think you all know how many members there were during these 11 years. Then, do you know how many people were sacrificed during these 11 years? "

"I know! It's three people!" The little soldier who was the first to be killed by An Ran said excitedly!
Her indifferent eyes fell on the excited little soldier, and the corners of An Ran's lips curled into a sneering arc. Her eyes fell back on Fu Junhuang, and she sarcastically said: "Three people? Is this the answer given by the higher-ups? "

Fu Junhuang's complexion was not good-looking, his thin lips were tightly pursed, but his eyes met hers without any dodge.

Silver Wolf's breath suddenly tightened, and the military cap in his hand had been deformed by him.

Everyone was puzzled, what did she mean?Does she know something they don't?

"Seven people. In the past 11 years, the ghost special forces have sacrificed a total of seven people." When An Ran said these words, her expression was as calm as water, but the hands hanging by her side were tightly clenched, " I said, if you are not strong, you will die. It means that if you are not strong, not only you will die, but your companions who follow you will also die."

An Ran's words were like a thunderbolt, which exploded in the crowd that suddenly fell silent.

This little girl, who looked like she was only in her teens, was deeper than they realized, and more... cruel.

After a year of almost hellish selection training, they finally stood out from thousands of members and stayed in the Ghost Special Forces.

They who just joined the ghosts are so arrogant and arrogant, but they are so self-proclaimed that they are super capable and invincible, but in less than an hour, they were killed by a small The girl group is destroyed.

When they learned that the little girl was the instructor's child, they were immediately relieved. How could the perverted instructor's child be normal?

But how much of it is to justify oneself, everyone understands in their hearts.

However, when they heard "If you are not strong, you will die" from the mouth of the little girl, they could no longer find any reason to justify themselves.

They are not even as good as a little girl.

"Miss Fu, I would like to ask you about your marksmanship." The soldier holding the sniper rifle that An Ran had just adjusted looked at her respectfully. He was the latest to enter the Ghost Special Forces, codenamed Monkey.

Fu Junhuang's face was slightly condensed, and when he was about to kill the monkey with his eyes, An Ran shook his hand with one hand, and she looked at the soldier calmly and said, "Okay."

The venue for the battle between the two was stipulated in the bamboo forest, and the rest of the people stood in the only open space in front of the bamboo forest and waited.

The two each spent 3 minutes finding their own sniper spots, hiding themselves as much as possible, and the surrounding sounds disappeared instantly.

Crouching among the bamboo leaves, the monkey stared at the scope for a moment, the surrounding was extremely quiet, he could not hear the slightest sound, even the sound of the bamboo leaves seemed to disappear.

Suddenly, the eyes of the monkey who had been frowning tightly lit up, and within his line of sight, there was a venue that seemed a little unnatural compared to before.

They are already familiar with the scene here, and they are even clear about what kind of trees are in which corner, how many trees are there, what they look like, and how many branches are on the trees.

Monkey pointed the gun at that position, and the corners of his lips curled into a curved arc, but it took less than 10 minutes. "After all, he is still immature. Let's just say goodbye here."

The arc of the corner of the lips is getting bigger and bigger, as long as he gently hooks his lower finger, it will be game over.

Suddenly, the monkey froze, and his smiling eyes were full of disbelief.

With a pistol resting on his temple, a calm voice sounded faintly above his head: "GAME OVER."

All of a sudden, he let go of his grip on the pistol, and the monkey collapsed into the withered and yellow bamboo leaves.

After all, he lost.

An Ran, who was standing behind the monkey, put away her pistol, frowned slightly, "A sniper who is too rigid, will die faster." He can't be flexible, can't use his brain, and has been sticking to one place. If he doesn't die, who will die?
The monkey's mind was blank, rigid, and flexible like him, and it was the first time someone said it was rigid.

"Want to know when I got behind you?" An Ran twirled the pistol in her hand, said calmly, "I arrived here less than 30 seconds earlier than you, and the "target" you aimed at was 1 minute after I entered the field. It was set up within one minute and 30 seconds, and the best gathering place was set up here, and it was set up in two minutes and 40 seconds, and I..."

"Wait for me to be caught?" Monkey rolled over and sat up, his thin face full of self-mockery.

"The observation ability is too poor, the analysis ability is poor, and the calmness is not enough. I really don't understand what the current selection criteria are."

The monkey wanted to refute, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)