Huang Ke stood aside and ate a melon, tsk-tsk twice.

Turning around, he smirked at Xia Jinmian and said, "Work hard, work hard and become a master."

In his eyes, Xia Jinmian was just doing something. He couldn't learn how to use a rifle, so Ye Mohan insisted on forcing him to use his own pistol to teach her.

A woman who does this, no matter how beautiful she is, no man will like it.

He waited for his brother to come to his senses and get rid of the spirit.

Huang Ke sneered, turned and left.

Xia Jinmian stared at Huang Ke, then turned to look at Ye Mohan, shaking the pistol in her hand.

"You don't need to introduce this pistol, I will introduce it to you, otherwise you really think I am using it as a toy."

"This is Beretta's private custom-made 19f pistol. It fires 9mm Parabellum pistol bullets. It has a total length of 217mm, an empty gun weight of 0.96kg, a muzzle velocity of 333.7 meters per second, and an effective range of 50 meters."

"Is my introduction correct?"

Xia Jinmian smiled.

Ye Mohan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were unfathomable for a moment.

"Have you ever seen a similar gun?"

Xia Jinmian nodded: "Almost."

She already had one, but it was treasured by her.

To her surprise, Ye Mohan's private gun happened to be this one.

Ye Mohan was somewhat suspicious.

There are only three Beretta custom-made 19f pistols in the world, and the other two are missing.

If Xiao Mian has seen it, then the person who can own a 19f pistol must be extraordinary.

Ye Mohan asked, "Is the person holding a similar pistol a man or a woman?"

Xia Jinmian pursed her lips: "Female."

Ye Mohan felt relieved.

Immediately, Ye Mohan turned around naturally, surrounded Xia Jinmian from behind, and put her hand on the gun.

The deep voice was gentle: "I'll teach you."

Xia Jinmian originally wanted to say no need.

But after thinking about it, she seemed to have no access to pistols as an orphan in Los Angeles.

Wouldn't it make people suspicious if she showed too obvious proficiency?

Especially Ye Mohan, who is extremely intelligent, must be the first to doubt her identity.

She said "um", but she didn't realize how ambiguous the two of them were at the moment.

Ye Mohan's thin lips curled up, and Xia Jinmian's fair cheeks and neck could be seen with one side of his eyes, exuding a seductive smell to him.

His breath began to get thicker and heavier uncontrollably, the hand wrapping around Xia Jinmian also shrunk tighter, and his body got closer and closer.

His hoarse voice reminded her: "We are going to shoot."

Xia Jinmian stared at the front. At this moment, she had no other distractions, and she didn't notice Ye Mohan's strangeness at all.

There was a "bang" and it was knocked out.

Although the pistol has its own silencer, there is still a loud gunshot when it is fired.

Those who were not looking at this side also looked over when they heard the gunshots.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it!

Master Han actually hugged Xia Jinmian into his arms! ! !

Everyone's mind is dumbfounded at this moment.

Even Huang Ke was very confused, and couldn't believe that this was something Ye Mohan's big iceberg could do!

He thought that if Ye Mohan would take the initiative to hug a woman one day, it must be because the sun came out from the west.

But now—

Huang Ke couldn't deny that he was jealous! ! !

Mu Junti's face was distorted and gloomy, and blood was almost pinched from the palm of his hand.

She was so jealous that she wanted to rush up and tear up that ambiguous scene!

Why is the woman in Ye Mohan's arms not her!

She should stay in Ye Mohan's arms, be pampered and pampered by him like that!

Both Mu Wenqing and Qin Shan felt that Xia Jinmian was too resourceful.

At this moment, they wanted to learn Xia Jinmian's tricks. How did they seduce Master Han?