Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

"Stop, stop, stop, Su Yan, stop!"

Leng Xuan was shocked. How could he become obsessed with practicing shooting?

Seeing that he had run out of bullets and was about to change the magazine, Leng Xuan rushed over and pressed the safety switch:

"That's enough, you have great talent, stop playing around!"

"Leng Xuan, can I try those two automatic rifles?" Su Yan seemed a little unsatisfied.

"Someday, another day."

Leng Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the display screen above his head. 20 bullets were fired intensively, 196 rings?

He looked at Su Yan in shock and asked, "Su Yan, have you ever touched a gun before?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I wouldn't dare." Su Yan shook his head frantically.

Leng Xuan was a little skeptical: "How come you are so familiar with guns?"

Su Yan pondered for a few seconds and said seriously: "Maybe it's my bloodline. As long as I stand in front of the shooting range, I feel like I'm not alone..."

“It felt like there were at least tens of thousands of people standing behind me teaching me how to aim and how to shoot. It was an amazing feeling.”

Leng Xuan opened his mouth and didn't quite understand what he said, but he expressed great shock.

Everyone who has a sense of guns has a unique understanding of guns, but Su Yan's understanding really shocked him.

Bloodline? What kind of bloodline would make you feel like there were tens of thousands of people standing behind you?

Think about that picture...

Hiss... kind of handsome!

There was a hint of excitement in Leng Xuan's eyes. Su Yan's words about blood relationship ignited his love for talent.

"I think you have the qualities to be a sniper. I will give you intensive training in the next few days."

Leng Xuan paused, his voice unconsciously getting louder: "Lin Qiye, come on, let me see your talent."

Lin Qiye nodded, walked forward steadily and picked up the pistol.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the two men, Lin Qiye took a deep breath, fixed his gaze slightly, and suddenly raised his gun.

"Bang bang bang bang-"

The same ten bursts of shots, the same dense gunfire!

Lin Qiye relaxed and looked at the display screen above his head.

1 ring, 2 rings, total: 3 rings.

"..."

Su Yan: ???

Leng Xuan: ???

Lin Qiye: ???

Leng Xuan and Su Yan looked at each other for a long time, then looked at Lin Qiye in confusion.

Lin Qiye scratched his head in confusion: "Is this display screen broken?"

"boom--"

Leng Xuan pulled the trigger, ten rings, nothing broken.

"Is my gun broken?"

"boom--"

Su Yan took it and fired a shot, ten rings, nothing broken.

Lin Qiye thought for two seconds: "Well, what about my talent?"

Leng Xuan closed his eyes in pain: "What kind of talent do you have?"

Lin Qiye: “…”

"I think I can still save it?"

Su Yan smacked his lips. It was indeed more shocking to see it with his own eyes.

Lin Qiye is a person with special abilities, which is equivalent to a gun with no recoil and his arms never shaking... Then he shot ten bullets outlining the human body, and two of them hit the target?

Su Yan felt that if his great-grandmother were still alive, she would be more accurate than him.

He thought for a moment, stepped forward, patted Lin Qiye's shoulder, and comforted him:

"Lin Qiye, let me tell you, you are different from others. Don't waste your time masturbating."

"Just go home and make your godmother happy. Once she's happy, you'll grow up."

Lin Qiye's face turned green at that moment.

What are you talking about? What kind of words are you talking about?

Is this truly comforting?

And...how do you know about Nyx?

......

Activity room.

Zhao Kongcheng had an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

"I got off work."

Hongying was lying on the sofa holding her phone, half of her face showing from behind the backrest: "Brother Kongcheng, see you tomorrow."

"Be careful on the road." Si Xiaonan waved.

Zhao Kongcheng walked to the door with a smile, but suddenly thought of something and turned back.

"Captain, I'd like to advance next month's salary with you."

"No money?" Chen Muye raised his head and asked, "What difficulties have you encountered recently?"

"I want to rent a house nearby for Su Xiaozi. He has no parents and no relatives to take care of him. It's not appropriate for him to always live in a love hotel." Zhao Kongcheng chuckled.

"That place...isn't very good for sleep quality."

Chen Muye nodded slightly, opened the cabinet, took out a brown paper bag and threw it to Zhao Kongcheng.

Zhao Kongcheng looked at the familiar package in his arms and was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this the money he gave to Su Yan? Why is it with the captain?

"Su Yan asked me to pay it back to you. Can you still advance next month's salary?"

Zhao Kongcheng looked at the bag of money in his hand with a complicated expression, and suddenly sighed:

"They're all good kids."

"Alright, alright." Hongying sat up unhappily.

"Let him live in my house. My house is big and I can give him a room."

"If anyone dares to do evil, I'll stab him to death!"

Chapter 33 I don't need to peek

"Old Zhao, I treat you as a brother, but you're pushing me into the fire. Is that right?"

Su Yan tightly grasped Zhao Kongcheng's arm, heartbroken: "I don't care, I want to stay in a couple's hotel, I just like the atmosphere inside."

"Get out of here, get out of here!" Zhao Kongcheng held onto the wall with both hands and kicked Su Yan away.

"What's wrong with you, Hongying? Are you not satisfied with living in a villa for me?"

"I don't want to live there. I want to live under the bridge."

Su Yan was almost scared to tears. Just ten meters away, Hongying tilted her head slightly and waved at him with a smile.

She wore a pair of black denim shorts, revealing her white, slender and long legs, and a white belly-baring T-shirt on her upper body, which showed her full and compact curves.

The high ponytail flutters in the wind, and her whole body is filled with the clear and lively girlish feeling.

If there was only such a beautiful scene under the moonlight, Su Yan would definitely not be able to take his eyes off it and would go home with her without saying a word.

But what does the spear hidden behind Hongying mean?

That 1.7-meter-long spear was still emitting flames... Was he trying to lure someone into his home and kill them?!

And Si Xiaonan next to Hongying, that bulging pocket of his is filled with a pistol, right?

Don't think I can't see it!

"Zheng——"

The Star Blade was unsheathed, and the blade reflected Zhao Kongcheng's cold gaze: "Let go quickly, if you come home late I will kneel on the washboard."

"Look at what this has caused." Su Yan released Zhao Kongcheng's arm, smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, and smiled with his eight teeth showing:

"Go slowly on the road, be careful not to get hit by a dump truck."

Zhao Kongcheng rolled his eyes, sheathed his sword, and ran home madly.

Su Yan glanced around and turned his gaze to Lin Qiye beside him:

"Lin Qiye, I don't dare to sleep alone at night, can you..."

Lin Qiye drove the "Starry Night Dancer" and disappeared at a trot.

"..."

"Su Yan, hurry up!" The flame on the red tassel spear rose higher.

"I'm coming."

Su Yan moved over dejectedly and followed Hongying and Si Xiaonan home.

Hongying and Si Xiaonan looked at each other, pursed their lips and smiled secretly.

This guy is very noisy during the day, but he is actually quite introverted!