My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 128

[Chapter 0128 What Kung Fu Practice]

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Lu Jing’er stared at Song Xinghe with admiration and joy, “My Xinghe is amazing!”

Ning Zimo looked at Ye Fan anxiously. , otherwise you will definitely lose.

“It’s okay to admit defeat in advance,” Song Xinghe said lightly, looking at Ye Fan indifferently.

Ye Fan is also very embarrassed. It seems that he can’t pretend. After all, no matter if you hit 99 or 100, people will not believe that you are fooled.

“It’s not enough to admit defeat, try it.” Ye Fan grinned and loaded bullets.

Raising the gun again, Ye Fan also changed to a hand, and his arm was like a machine, shooting bullets at the same horizontal line at the same frequency.

As soon as Ye Fan put down his gun, Fu Peng immediately went to see the statistics.

When three bright red numbers appeared on the screen, both Fu Peng and Ning Zimo were stunned.

Song Xinghe and Lu Jinger frowned, and they also had incredible eyes…

“100!?”

Fu Peng stared at the number for a while before he was sure that he was not dazzled.

“Did you participate in the Olympic Games?!” Fu Peng was about to faint, this is a real gun, 50 meters away, ten bursts, all hit the bull’s-eye! ?

Ye Fan said cheerfully: “Good luck, I performed exceptionally today.”

Although he said that, everyone present was not stupid. Obviously, Ye Fan didn’t show his true skills just now.

Song Xinghe’s face was gloomy, “If you lose, you will lose. Your skills are not as good as others. You are willing to lose. Ye Fan, report your bank card number, and I will transfer it to you directly.”

“Hey, forget it, Xinghe, they are all acquaintances, so let’s just play around.” Ye Fan didn’t want to make his face too ugly.

Song Xinghe said stubbornly, “I don’t play casually with people. If I say a million, it’s a million! I can afford to lose!”

“Xinghe, I’ll do it for you,” Lu Jinger said in a pitiful whisper, thinking it was her fault.

“No need!” Song Xinghe glared at the woman angrily, if it wasn’t for her, he wouldn’t have lost to Ye Fan.

Lu Jing’er was afraid and regretful. She felt that the reason why Song Xinghe was angry with her was because of Ye Fan. This guy was targeting her!

She didn’t believe that Ye Fan really had the strength to hit ten ten rings.

Seeing that Song Xinghe was about to get angry, Ye Fan said, “Ning’er, collect the money, and treat it as if I kept it in your Ziye Tea House.”

Ning Zimo pursed her lips and smiled, “If I bring you here, you will make me one million, and I’m taking advantage too much.”

After making a joke to ease the atmosphere, Ning Zimo reported a bank account number to Song Xinghe.

Song Xinghe quickly drew a sum of money, then turned his head and left.

Lu Jing’er went out with her, just like the little daughter-in-law who was about to be abandoned, looking somewhat pitiful.

“It seems that Lao Song is depressed today, and he still lost this result,” Fu Peng said with emotion.

Ye Fan asked curiously, “Aren’t you depressed? You can get your point in the future, don’t hit my woman again.”

Fu Peng pouted, “I can still afford to lose, since you are really skilled, then I will admit it.”

Saying that, Fu Peng stretched out his hand, “Come on, make a friend, I hope you can make Miss Ning happy.”

Ye Fan felt that this guy was not bad, so he also reached out and shook hands with him.

…

In the parking lot outside the club, Song Xinghe just got into his r8 when he saw Lu Jinger follow him into the co-pilot.

“Go down!” Song Xinghe scolded coldly.

Lu Jing’er looked aggrieved, with tears in her eyes: “Xinghe, I was wrong, I didn’t expect Ye Fan to be so lucky. Don’t be mad at me.”

“Shit Luck? Have you ever seen Shit Luck that can make ten rounds and ten rings!?” Song Xinghe sneered, this woman is really an idiot.

Lu Jing’er didn’t care about this and said, “Why are you doing this? We’ve been together for four years, and I followed you in Magnesium. Why did you become more and more fierce towards me after you returned to China?

” Just go back to Magnesium!”

“I…I don’t want it! When I come back this time, I will marry you!”

“When did I say I want to marry you? Get out of the car!” Song Xinghe cursed in a irritable mood.

The more Lu Jing’er listened, the more aggrieved she became. She shouted “You are too much” and ran out of the car.

Song Xinghe didn’t care about the woman, the cold light in his eyes flickered for a while, then he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

“Xinghe? Why do you have time to call me?” An excited female voice over there was Liu Shuangshuang.

Song Xinghe said with a strange expression: “Liu Shuangshuang, do something for me, and I will give you a sum of money after I finish it.”

“What’s the matter? It hurts your feelings when you talk about money, just say it!” Liu Shuangshuang said.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Song Xinghe’s mouth, “I discovered a secret of Ye Fan today, I want you to tell Yun’er…”

…

Ye Fan and Ning Zimo played in the shooting club for an afternoon, and they were in a good mood Quite a few, listening to the sound of various guns shooting bullets, it seems that the annoyance in my heart has also been shot empty.

Ye Fan thought about it carefully, maybe he should give himself and Su Qingxue some time to get used to each other.

Suddenly, she discovered that her newly married husband was an executioner who had killed many people with blood on his hands. Even a woman would collapse. Relatively speaking, Su Qingxue’s reaction was relatively calm.

“How is it? Are you in a much better mood?” Ning Zimo asked Yanran in the car on the way back.

Ye Fan nodded, “What do you do next? Have dinner?”

“It’s still a little early, why don’t you go and see the training results of my elites and give me some guidance?” Ning Zimo suggested.

Ye Fan thought about it for a while, he was just about to study the formula given by Xu Lingshan, and it would be good to go to the practice field.

The two returned to the Ziye Tea House and came to the open space in the backyard, where several young thugs were training hard.

These people are practicing the set of movements taught by Ye Fan. Even if it is the easiest for Ye Fan, these young people still stumble.

Ye Fan also understood that their foundation was not good, so he said a few words of encouragement, gave them some pointers, and let them practice on their own.

Ning Zimo thought that Ye Fan was going back to the tea house to prepare for dinner, but Ye Fan stood in the center of the field by himself, closing his eyes, as if thinking about something.

“Do you want to practice?” Ning Zimo asked.

Ye Fan nodded, “I’m researching something, wait for me.”

Ning Zimo understood, and the other group of Zizhulin gang members who were present were watching.

Everyone wanted to know what kind of kung fu Ye Fan practiced himself.

However, after a full ten minutes, there was no movement from Ye Fan.

“Brother Fan, what are you practicing? Do you meditate?”

“Silly, how can you stand while meditating?”

Everyone was very puzzled, because they couldn’t see why.

But at this moment, a sudden coercion spread with Ye Fan as the center!

“Hey!—”

Several elite thugs took a deep breath, and then subconsciously panicked and retreated!

[End of this Chapter]