C1195 The Bullied Little Bun

"Put your hands on the ground, your feet on the ground, don't shake..."

"Three o'clock, one line. Keep an eye on your target."

Yung Yuebai looked at Shang Shiche's movements and frowned. He slightly raised his finger and raised his slender arm. "Go up a little bit more. It's parallel to the ground."

"Alright, you can shoot now."

With a bang, the bullet carried the smell of smoke in the air. It went in a straight line, and then the heart of the target was penetrated.

"F * ck -"

Su Tang could not believe her eyes. Shang Shiche was only eleven or twelve years old, but he could penetrate hundreds of steps and was comparable to a sharpshooter.

She thought about herself. She had been practicing with Third Big Brother since she was young. She was just a fool.

Yung Yuebai was also stunned. He just wanted to try this kid's talent. He did not expect this guy to hit the bullseye with one shot.

It seemed like he had picked up a treasure. This was a talent that could be molded. In the future, it would definitely be a beautiful piece of jade...

"Not bad, but it's still not enough."

Prince Rong's expression was indifferent. He grabbed the boy's wrist and increased the strength bit by bit...

The originally calm expression gradually changed. Shang Shiche gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist the pain in his bones, but he did not make a sound.

"Shiche, your talent in shooting cannot be concealed..."

"But your body is too weak. I only used 50% of my strength and you can't take it anymore. You can't take it anymore."

"Today, in this kind of short wooden cabin on the shooting field, it doesn't require much strength. But in the future, if you meet someone with a stronger reflex, it won't be an exaggeration to say that your arm is crippled. "

Shang Shiche didn't say anything, his black eyebrows knitted together, his calm and deep eyes stared at his skinny arm bones.

"I will first train your reaction speed and agility. Strength is the training that needs to be strengthened in the later stages."

After a pause, Yung Yuebai's handsome face was cold. His entire body was like a snow lotus blooming in a tall mountain. He was unapproachable and extremely cold.

"I will not let you go because of anyone. My training can be called hell. It's still not too late for you to choose to go home now."

One second, two seconds, three seconds, silence spread in the air...

Finally, Shang Shiche slowly raised his head and shook his head. His tone was firm and his face was firm.

"Uncle Yung, let's begin."

"Very good."

The corner of the man's mouth curled up. His fingers seemed to have touched something. The stationary target suddenly moved. Its speed was very fast, as if it was performing a cool dance. It was dazzling.

"There are a hundred shaped targets here. Use your fastest speed to hit them. You must hit the center of the heart. The countdown begins now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of smooth long legs turned around. Yung Yuebai strode towards his wife.

He hurriedly picked up a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to the man's mouth. Su Tang's eyes were somewhat worried.

"Aren't you a little too harsh..."

A hundred human-shaped targets were moving. Most importantly, all of them had to hit the heart...

How long would that take? His arm still had to be held. The feeling of numbness and soreness was simply refreshing...

"Nine, if he can't even hold on to this, he can go home."

"In this world, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Since he chose to let me train, he naturally has to pay the price."

He gently pursed the mouth of the bottle and looked at the thing that was crawling on the ground.

"Yung Hexuan."

Little Bun stopped moving and immediately got up from the ground. He moved very quickly and tried to please the guy. He was so obedient that he could not be any more obedient.

"Dad!"

"Where's the thing I gave you before?"

The thing I gave you before, before... what is it?

A white light flashed in his head and Little Bun suddenly realized. "Dad, do you mean the wooden cabin? I put it in the toy box."

A wooden storage box?

Wait a minute, hand cabin? !

The color in her almond-shaped eyes darkened bit by bit. Su Tang kicked hard at the man's strong calf. "Yung Yuebai, if you don't explain properly today, sleep in the living room for me tonight!"

His son was still so young. What was the meaning of giving him the wooden cabin? Was she not afraid that Yung Hexuan would hit her head?

A cold gaze swept across an innocent kid, Yung Yuebai even had the heart to beat him up... This fellow's mouth should be sewn together!

"Wife."

With a high IQ, his head spun rapidly. Yung Yuebai quickly stepped forward and hugged the woman's slender waist. His smile was gentle. "It's a toy cabin, not real."

In fact, it was, of course, real. It was just that there were no bullets...

However, looking at his wife's angry expression, which showed that she wanted to settle the score, Prince Charming chose to be rational and choose to lie.

After letting out a long sigh of relief, Su Tang's heart finally relaxed. "That's more like it. If you dare to give me a real one, I will cut you to death in minutes!"

"How would I give him a real one? Wife, don't worry."

After saying that, a pair of long and deep eyes stared at a certain person. Yung Yuebai's dark red lips curled up, revealing a sinister smile.

Seeing his father's expression, his intuition told him that there was nothing good about it. Yung Hexuan couldn't help but step back and hug his mother's thigh.

Wuwu, this smile of his father was so scary. It felt like he was going to hang him up and beat him up.

In fact, he definitely had the intention to hang this guy up and beat him up.

However, Yung Yuebai only smiled kindly. He squatted down and touched his son's head.

"Hexuan, your body is too weak, you need to strengthen your training."

Why did he have a bad feeling?

As expected, in the next second, her thin red lips parted slightly. "You go stand beside Shiche and train with your horse stance."

Horse stance?

Little Bun was in a bad mood. He was just a baby!

"Mommy!" Little Bun's bright eyes turned around and looked at his mother pitifully.

Su Tang did not have time to say anything.

"Nine, think about it. Hexuan had just caught a cold a week ago. A month ago, he suddenly had a high fever. Two months ago, he went out for a walk and caught a cold..."

Su Tang swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth. She lowered her head and touched her son's hair.

" Hexuan, mom feels that what dad said is very reasonable. You need to exercise more. Quickly go and take the horse stance. "

"Sister..."

Seeing the person walking in from the door all of a sudden, Yung Hexuan's eyes were like a lamp with his back lit up. His two short legs ran so fast that they were panting.

"Sister, save me, I don't want to take horse steps!"

Ah...

He strode over and lifted Little Bun up like he was carrying a little chick. A trace of gloominess flashed across Yung Yuebai's eyes. The murderer who destroyed the relationship between him and his wife...

"Stand still!"

Little Bun felt wronged in his heart. He didn't make his mother angry. Why did his father cheat him?!

Wuwu, did he owe his father a debt in his previous life? He only became his son in this life, and then was bullied all the time...