Chapter 1420: As if Cosplaying as a Cold Female Killer

But Jingtong just felt uncomfortable!

"Anyway, I don't like you touching me! If you ask Brother Duan to do this, he will definitely be able to do this most basic shooting posture, right?"

Jing Tong said confidently.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but pause.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the whirlpool on the woman's head, and his throat bones slid: "His shooting results are very average, far inferior to mine."

"But it will definitely be enough to teach me, a beginner!" Jing Tong bit his lip and continued to pat his arm, "Be more conscious, hey!"

The man pursed his lips and finally let go of her, and the woman made a proud face at him.

Jiang Yu's eyebrows moved slightly and he looked not far away: "Duan Zhe, come here."

Duan Zhe ran over without saying a word: "Minister?"

"Teach her the most basic shooting postures." Jiang Yu ordered.

"What?" Duan Zhe was dumbfounded. Didn't he just see that the minister and Miss Jing were getting intimate? What kind of operation was this?

"Brother Duan Zhe, do you think my posture is right?" Jing Tong had already spoken excitedly.

She raised her gun and pointed it at the target not far away, as if she was cosplaying a cold female killer.

Duan Zhe coughed and had to say: "Uh... Miss Jing, you can raise your hand a little higher... Yes, then straighten your shoulders. The left side is a little higher, a little lower..."

Duan Zhe only dared to use words to give instructions. As he spoke, he glanced at his minister out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Yu stood aside, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his thin lips slightly raised, and he took the time to watch Jing Tong anxiously adjust his posture but couldn't figure out the point.

"Hey!" She said dissatisfiedly, "What's the use of just talking? If you don't take action, how will I know how low my left shoulder should be?"

Duan Zhe grimaced and glanced at his minister again.

Jiang Yu turned a blind eye to his request for help, but he never gave a definite answer.

He could only sigh, put his hands behind his back, and said honestly: "Miss Jing, I don't dare."

Jing Tong glared at him angrily: "It's so useless! I don't need your advice, I'll do it myself!"

After saying that, she put on the earphones with one hand and raised her right hand again, trying to recall Jiang Yu's shooting posture just now, but to be honest, at Jiang Yu's stage, all movements have become instinctive, and he does not need to act like It was like a beginner who deliberately adjusted to the standard posture, so Jingtong thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He could only close his eyes and planned to shoot directly.

Jiang Yu suddenly sighed: "Wait!"

As he said that, he looked at Duan Zhe: "Hold her up so she won't be frightened by the recoil."

After receiving permission, Duan Zhe dared to step forward and carefully hold her arm from behind.

Jingtong was stunned for a moment. She originally thought that this man wanted to see her joke, but she didn't expect that he was the first to surrender in the end...

She was a little complacent and couldn't help but glance at him, but she met the man's dark gaze.

Her heart skipped a beat, and then she suddenly understood the fact: the reason why he surrendered was because he was worried about her and didn't want her to get hurt because of incorrect posture...

Realizing this, Jingtong quickly withdrew his gaze, only to feel that his cheeks, which had finally become cold, were getting warm again...

Why didn't I realize that this man was so considerate before?

While she was thinking wildly, she fired the shot subconsciously. Jingtong was a little excited and immediately took off her earphones, waiting for the electronic sound to report her results.

But what sounded was not the electronic sound, but the man's cold voice: "Missed the target."