C23 Dead tired

"You're happy that you hit the target?"

Xiao Chen's face could be said to be as black as charcoal. If he had such unambitious soldiers under his command, he would first carry the weight on his shoulders for fifty laps.

Xu Yu Chu looked at Xiao Chen's unreadable dark face, pouted his lips and grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"The first time I shot at a target