Chapter 80: Scumbag Harassment
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
At the open-air shooting range.
Shi Qian chose a strapping black pistol.
She loaded the gun and fired the first shot. She hit the bullseye in one go.
Jiang Ci and Huo Fei beside her also fired their first shots. They hit the bullseye.
Then, Shi Qian pressed the automatic button at the side and adjusted the distance between the target and the bullseye ring.
After she adjusted her posture, she fired three shots in a row and hit the bullseye again.
Jiang Ci and Huo Fei moved their targets further away and fired three shots in a row, but they still hit the bullseye.
The three gradually distanced themselves from each other. The three positioned themselves increasingly farther from the bullseye ring.
The surrounding people stopped and looked at them.
The most surprising gaze was one thrown at Shi Qian.
The girl looked like she was only 20 years old. But her marksmanship was so impressive.
When Shi Qian adjusted the rake to the furthest distance, ordinary people could barely see the ring on the target.
A few young men beside him discussed softly.
“F*ck, what does this woman do? Her marksmanship is so accurate!”
“She jumped the target to the furthest distance. I can’t even see anything.”
‘Bang! Bang! Bang!’
Three more gunshots.
They moved back farther from the target afterward.
Everyone looked over curiously. It was still the bullseye!
“Awesome!”
A few men marveled at Shi Qian’s marksmanship.
One of the men’s gaze fell on Shi Qian’s stunning little face. He sized her up with interest.
He threw a hard-to-hide desire at her. But Shi Qian noticed that Jiang Ci hesitated.
Jiang Ci had already put down his gun and looked at Shi Qian with a smile. “Sister Qian, you’re outstanding.”
“You only know now!” Shi Qian smiled.
“I just know one more thing,” Jiang Ci smiled.
It was the first time Jiang Ci had seen Shi Qian shoot. Her marksmanship surprised him again.
No matter what Shi Qian did, she seemed to be able to do it to a shocking extent.
Huo Fei came over.
“Sister Qian, you can’t be serious. You could see the bullseye from such a long distance. How did you hit it?”
Shi Qian turned to look at the target and said thoughtfully, “Based on feeling.”
Huo Fei was speechless.
Even this could work!
The three left the shooting range and went to other places in the manor.
At night.
Shi Qian still went to the winery with Jiang Ci and Huo Fei.
However, she did not enter the wine cellar to choose wine. Instead, she waited for the two at the open-air wine table outside.
The two personally went in to choose the wine.
Shi Qian was bored, so she took out her phone and was about to open the game.
A man walked up to her with a glass of wine and smiled. “Hello, beautiful.”
Shi Qian looked up at him and did not say anything. She lowered her eyes to look at her phone screen and continued to play the game.
A hint of displeasure flashed across the man’s face with her cold attitude. Some friends still watched over there, and he could not lose face.
Hence, he sat down and continued, “You might not know who I am. My name is Huo Nanyu. By the way, they all call me Third Young Master.”
Also, I saw you at the shooting range this afternoon. Your marksmanship is accurate, and your shooting posture is the sexiest and most charming among all the women I’ve seen.”
Shi Qian still did not speak, as if he did not exist. Her slender fingers continued to tap on the screen.
Huo Nanyu’s face darkened. No woman had ever given him so much attitude.
He didn’t care if she was Huo Fei’s woman. He gritted his teeth and said, “Stinky b*tch, I’m talking to you. Don’t be so shameless!”
Shi Qian’s fingers paused. Her gaze still did not look at him. She slowly said, “I don’t care who you are. Get lost immediately. I won’t hold it against you.”
Huo Nanyu was so angry that he laughed. “Heh, you’re quite arrogant. I’d like to see if you can still be arrogant in bed!”
Huo Nanyu reached out to grab Shi Qian’s arm. He would forcefully pull her away..
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