Lin Qingwan felt that Ye Fei embraced herself from behind and subconsciously adjusted her body posture.

"Hold the pistol in your right hand. Keep your palm as close to the handle of the pistol as you can. The index finger is relaxed, in the case of not shooting, do not put your index finger on the trigger to prevent from discharging accidentally."

After a long while, Lin Qingwan finally held the pistol correctly.

"Good job, now I'll tell you the posture of your left hand. The left thumb is parallel to the right thumb, use your left hand to grip your right hand, when you are shooting, adjust appropriately according to the feedback to avoid pushing the muzzle to the top left by the recoil force."

Ye Fei directed her next move, "Well, keep your arms straight. Don't bend them. Keep your line of sight, the rod gap and front sight aligned, aimed at the bull's-eye."

After all, Lin Qingwan was the first time to practice shooting, so she slowly did these things.

"OK, I have aimed at the bull's-eye, can I pull the trigger?"

Lin Qingwan asked.

Ye Fei nodded, said, "Take a deep breath, and then pull the trigger, try not to let your breathing interfere with your accuracy."

Lin Qingwan took a deep breath, and then narrowed her eyes, pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

As the shots rang out, the recoil force made her slightly stepped back, Ye Fei, standing behind her, hurriedly held her.

Lin Qingwan's face turned red, she hurriedly lowered her head, whispered, "Thank you."

Ye Fei slightly narrowed his eyes, clearly saw a bullet mark in the lower right corner of the target 25 meters away, praised her, "Good job, the first time you shoot, you can hit the target, you're very talented."

"Ah? I hit the target?"

Lin Qingwan could not believe that, when she saw the bullet mark in the target, smiled, "I have no talent, it's all because you teach me well."

Then Lin Qingwan fired several more shots. But all missed the target, she was a little discouraged, "Why it is so difficult?"

Lin Qingwan was arrogant, not content to be left behind others, so the successive failures made her a little angry.

"Do you know where the problem is?" Ye Fei walked over.

Lin Qingwan shook her head, slightly frowned, said, "I've done what you said, but why can't I get it right?"

Ye Fei smiled and said, "Your biggest problem, is too impatient. Shooting is not a simple thing. And, you are too nervous, you are shooting the target, not you, I do not understand why you are nervous? If you want to shoot the target, you must learn to relax your body first. Take a deep breath, hold the pistol tightly, aim at the target, and shoot. The whole process is so simple!"

After saying that,Ye Fei stretched out his hands to hold the slender waist of Lin Qingwan.

Lin Qingwan suddenly slightly shivered, wanted to step forward to avoid.

But Ye Fei frowned, coldly said, "I'm just correcting your mistake, this posture is very normal, you don't think about other things."

"Don't be nervous, the more nervous you are, the more you will miss the target. When shooting, keep your lower limbs steady and your upper body relaxed, if you are too nervous, then you not only will miss the target, but also be pushed backward by the recoil force."

Hearing the words of Ye Fei, Lin Qingwan bit her lips and nodded.

"Try again."

The hands of Ye Fe did not leave Lin Qingwan's waist.

Lin Qingwan took a deep breath, raised the pistol, aiming at the target to pull the trigger, but apparently she was a little absent-minded.

Of course, this time she still did not shoot the target.

Ye Fei still frowned, pinched the tight skin on her waist, "Relax, relax."

Lin Qingwan shyly said, "You... I can't relax if you still hold my waist like this."

To tell the truth, this feeling of being gently on her waist pinched by a man was uncomfortable for Lin Qingwan. If the man was not Ye Fei, she would have directly slapped him, but now Lin Qingwan could only desperately endure.

"Ye Fei, what's wrong with you? Last night, you clearly said you would give me some directions about my marksmanship, why don't you come to help me?"

Murong fired a few shots, the result was not ideal, so she turned her head, angrily stared at Ye Fei.

"Ye Fei, you go to help Murong first, I'm going to get to know the performance of this pistol first."

Then Fei walked to Murong's side, said, "You shoot first. Let me see."

Hearing the words of Murong, he started to shoot, then the bullet scratched the edge of the target and missed.

"Alas..."

Murong sighed, the target looked not far away, she felt she had been aiming very accurate, but it still could not shoot the target.

"Tut-tut, your marksmanship, I really dare not compliment. I'm going to have to give you this stupid policewoman some directions."

"Are you worried that the muzzle would move up when the bullet fired, so you keep the muzzle down when shooting?"

Ye Fei asked her.

Murong thought for a moment and nodded slowly, "Yes, you are right."

"This idea is wrong! Before the muzzle moves up, the bullet have fired, so the muzzle is raised when firing, it will not cause the bullet to move up. That means, you do not deliberately move down the muzzle, understand?"

Ye Fei said.

Murong said, "Yes, I try it again?"

Murong took a deep breath, raised the pistol to aim at the target, then decisively pulled the trigger.

Murong looked nervously at the distant target.

"Several rings!" There was a target call from the opposite side.

"Hah, this is my real strength. Ye Fei, you're great, immediately find my problem."

"You don't have many problems, and your shooting action is also very standard, as long as you practice hard, you will be the best sharpshooter in the police force."

Ye Fei said.

The compliment of Ye Fei gave Murong boundless confidence, she nodded, seriously said, "I can do it."

Then Murong turned her head and began her shooting practice.

Murong was practicing shooting, and Lin Qingwan was resting, Ye Fei went to a target before, took out the type 92 pistol, used one hand to hold the gun to aim at the target, then he slightly narrowed his eyes, pretended to pull the trigger, and then put the muzzle down.

Then Ye Fei lift the muzzle, and then put down, repeatedly did this movement several times.

Lin Qingwan was strange, said, "Ye Fei, why don't you shoot?"

"I'm looking for a feeling."

Such Ye Fei this level of the gunners, the understanding and skill of guns had reached its peak, the only thing that could affect achievement was status.

"Hum, find the feeling? I don't think you'll feel anything. Ye Fei, I heard you were a sharpshooter, do you dare to compare with me?"

At this time, suddenly a voice of a man sounded around him, this man was a handsome mixed-blood with curly hair, was one of the two international police officers followed Bei Meiqi.