My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 128

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Lu Jing'er's eyes lit up, then he looked at Song Xinghe in admiration and joy, "My family's Xinghe is amazing!"

Ning Xuemo anxiously looked at Ye Fan. This time, he would be in trouble. Unless he achieved a near perfect result, he would definitely lose.

"It's fine to admit defeat ahead of time." Song Xinghe lightly said as he indifferently looked at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was also in a difficult situation, it seemed that he couldn't pretend. After all, no matter if it was 99 or 100, they wouldn't believe that he was lying.

"Not necessarily, let's give it a try." Ye Fan grinned, going up to load the bullets.

Lifting the gun once more, Ye Fan changed his hand. His arm was like a machine, shooting out bullets at the same frequency and horizontal line.

The moment Ye Fan put down his gun, Fu Peng immediately went to look at the statistics.

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

Meanwhile, Song Xinghe and Lu Jing'er frowned and also looked at him in disbelief …

"100!?"

Fu Peng stared at the number for a long time before he was sure that he wasn't seeing things.

"Are you one of the f * cking Olympians?!" Fu Peng was about to faint. This was a real gun! Ten consecutive shots from a distance of fifty meters all hit the target's heart!?

Ye Fan happily laughed and said, "Good luck, today was the day to show off."

Although he said this, everyone present was not stupid. It was clear that Ye Fan did not use his true abilities just now.

Song Xinghe's face was gloomy, "A loss is a loss. If you are not as skilled as others, you will lose. Ye Fan, state your account number and I will hand it over to you."

"Ai, forget it, Xinghe, we are all familiar with each other, just treat it as playing." Ye Fan did not want to make things too difficult for him.

However, Song Xinghe stubbornly said, "I won't play around with others. If we say one million, then it would be one million! I can afford to lose! "

"Xinghe, let me help you," Lu Jing Er felt that it was her fault and whispered pitifully.

"No need!" Song Xinghe glared at the woman in annoyance. If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have lost to Ye Fan.

Lu Jing'er was scared and regretful. He felt that the reason why Song Xinghe was angry at her was because of Ye Fan. This guy was targeting her!

She didn't believe that Ye Fan really had the strength to cast ten rings.

Seeing that Song Xinghe was about to lose his temper, Ye Fan had no other choice. Thus, he said, "Ning'er, take the money, just treat it as me saving your Violet Leaf Tea House."

Ning Xuemo pursed her lips and smiled, "I brought you here to earn one million just for you. I'm taking too much advantage of you."

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

Song Xinghe quickly drew a sum of money and then turned around to leave.

Lu Jing'er followed them out, like a young wife who was about to be abandoned, and looked a bit pitiful.

"Looks like Old Song is extremely depressed today, to think that he actually lost today's result." Fu Peng said with a sorrowful expression.

Ye Fan curiously asked, "Aren't you depressed?" In the future, you have to do your duty and stop having any ideas about my woman. "

Fu Peng curled his lips, "I still can afford to lose. Since you really have some skill, then I'll accept it as well."

As he spoke, Fu Peng extended his hand. "Come, let's be friends. I hope you can bring happiness to Miss Ning."

Ye Fan felt that this guy was not bad, so he also reached out his hand and shook it.

… ….

In the parking lot outside the club, when Song Xinghe sat in his R8, he saw Lu Jing'er also sitting in the front seat.

"Down!" Song Xinghe reprimanded him coldly.

Lu Jing'er's face was full of grievance, but there were tears in his eyes: "Xinghe, I was wrong, I really didn't expect Ye Fan to be so unlucky. Don't be angry with me. "

"What luck? Have you ever seen a dog's shit luck that's able to get ten out of ten rings!? " Song Xinghe sneered, this woman was truly stupid.

Lu Jing Er didn't care about that and said: "Why are you like this? We've been together for four years, and I've already followed you in the magnesium country. Why are you getting more and more violent towards me after you return? "

"If you find me vicious, then scram back to the magnesium country!"

"I... I don't want it! This time, when I come back, I want to marry you! "

"When did I say I was going to marry you? Get out of the car! " Song Xinghe cursed in his heart.

The more Lu Jing Er heard, the more she felt wronged. She shouted, "You're too much!" Then, she ran out of the car.

Song Xinghe did not care about that woman. His eyes flickered with a cold light for a moment before he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Xinghe? How come you're free to call me? " An excited female voice came from the other side. It was Liu Shuang.

Song Xinghe had a strange expression as he said, "Liu Shuangshuang, help me do something. After that, I will give you a sum of money."

"What is it? If you talk about money it hurts your feelings, so be it! " Liu Shuang said.

Song Xinghe revealed an evil smile, "Today, I discovered a secret of Ye Fan. I want you to tell Yun'er …"

… ….

Ye Fan had spent the whole afternoon playing with Ning Zimo at the shooting club, but his mood had improved quite a bit. Listening to the sounds of all sorts of gunfire, it seemed as if the frustration in his heart had been completely deflected.

Ye Fan carefully thought about it. Perhaps he should give it to him, but he should also give Su Qingxue a period of time to get used to each other.

Suddenly, she discovered that her newly-wed husband was an executioner who had killed many people. His hands were covered in blood, and even a woman would collapse. Relatively speaking, Su Qingxue's reaction was quite calm.

"How is it? Is your mood a lot better?" On the way back to the car, Ning Xuemo asked sweetly.

Ye Fan nodded, "What next?" Dinner? "

"It's still too early. Why don't you go take a look at the results of my elite training and give me some pointers?" Ning Xuemo suggested.

Ye Fan thought about it for a moment. He was about to study the chants given by Xu Linshan, so going to the training field would be a good idea.

The two of them returned to the Violet Leaf Tea House and arrived at the empty space in the backyard. There were a few young thugs diligently training.

These people were all practicing the moves that Ye Fan had taught them. Even though they were the simplest ones to Ye Fan, these few youngsters still stumbled upon them.

Ye Fan also understood that their foundation was not good, so after saying a few encouraging words and giving some pointers, he let them train on their own.

Ning Zimo originally thought that Ye Fan would return to the teahouse to prepare food, but in the end, Ye Fan was standing in the middle of the field with his eyes closed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Do you want to practice martial arts?" Ning Xuemo asked.

Ye Fan nodded, "I'm researching something, wait for me."

Ning Zimo understood, and the other Purple Bamboo Forest's disciples all watched on from the sidelines.

Everyone wanted to know what kind of martial arts Ye Fan practiced.

However, even after more than ten minutes had passed, Ye Fan still hadn't made any movements.

"Brother Fan, what are you practicing?" Do you want to meditate? "

"Idiot, which one of them is standing?"

Everyone was puzzled because they couldn't understand why.

But right at this time, a sudden pressure, with Ye Fan as the center, spread out!

"Hiss!"

Several elite fighters sucked in a breath of cold air and subconsciously retreated in panic!