Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

Seeing that Gu Qingjiu was not alone in the shooting range, Huo Yingcheng felt a little better for Gu Qingjiu.

He saw Gu Qingjiu practicing one shot at a time, every bullet fired, but only a few of them could hit the target.

100 metres.

For the current Gu Qingjiu, it was still quite a challenge.

This requires a wider and sharper vision, and a more highly concentrated spirit.

and higher talents.

One week is too short.

Seeing Gu Qingjiu sweating profusely from practice, Huo Yingcheng couldn't bear it, but he didn't dare to go in.

The school is no better than the army, Gu Qingjiu is still a student.

The major general issued a death order and did not allow contact between Huo Yingcheng and Gu Qingjiu.

So now Huo Yingcheng could only watch, and finally couldn't bear to watch, so he left with a sigh.

Gu Qingjiu didn't notice his appearance.

I don't know how long Gu Qingjiu has been training at this shooting range.

She felt that her mental state had entered the limit state.

Long-term mental tension caused one's body to relax once.

It will produce mental fatigue that is more terrible than physical fatigue.

That is a kind of damage to the spirit.

If you can't hold on for a long time.

She didn't know how long she had been practicing, but it was so long that even the time set by the few freshmen who practiced with her was up, and she continued to train after leaving here.

Bright fiery lights illuminate the entire shooting range.

But such training at night will cause great damage to Gu Qingjiu's vision.

At some point, a figure appeared by the window outside.

The whole body was hidden in the boundless night, exuding a cold and powerful aura.

He Niancheng stood outside, looking at the sweaty figure under the light.

Her face is white and delicate, more like a porcelain doll in the light.

Her gaze was very focused and serious on the target in front of her, filled with infinite firmness.

There is a look of not giving up until the goal is reached.

Sweat flowed down her forehead one by one, across the corners of her eyes, but she didn't even blink.

"boom!"

One shot fired, and she missed the target again.

At this moment, she finally stopped and looked at the target with a feeling of sluggishness.

The mechanical and numb training has seriously affected every one of her senses.

As soon as she stopped, the overwhelming pain and extreme tiredness swept over her body, causing her to sit on the ground uncontrollably.

Panting slightly, Gu Qingjiu's pupils widened to the extreme, looking at the almost invisible red spot in front of him.

There is an indescribable feeling.

There were footsteps outside.

She turned her head and saw the chief instructor in military boots walking in.

He also wore a commander's hat on top of his head, and his face under the light was as unreal as if intertwined in the fog.

Gu Qingjiu, who was sitting on the ground, looked at him, and for a moment had a feeling of descending like a god.

"Chief Instructor..."

When Gu Qingjiu saw that it was He Niancheng, he murmured with his lips and struggled to get up.

However, I don't know if the mental exhaustion affected the body, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead this time.

Did not stand up.

"Sit down."

Hearing the cold and hoarse voice, Gu Qingjiu was taken aback for a moment, then disregarded the rules, and sat on the ground without any image.

He Niancheng walked over, his already super tall figure put on more and more pressure, showing a bit of superiority, he looked down at Gu Qingjiu——

"angry?"