My Guardian Mr Bo

At first, everyone watched Leng Qing get started quickly, and they applauded, but instead felt that An Ge'er was wasting time, or simply wanted to give in.

But don't want to--

After watching it for a few seconds, when she started, her hand speed turned out to be faster than Leng Qing's.

She quickly disassembled the bayonet, barrel, air guide, sight, bolt, re-entry spring, **** butt and other parts. She has flexible fingers and a surprisingly fast technique.

As a result, when the gun was about to be quickly removed, the remaining parts were spinning like a hand on the other hand during the process of disassembly, leaving only scattered shells.

"She's finished dismantling! Dismantling is finished!"

Someone shouted excitedly.

As for Leng Qing's side, it was just over. When such a person suddenly called, her heart tightened and she looked up at An Ge'er in disbelief. And An Ge'er has already begun to assemble. Disassembling and assembling things are more than a matter of seconds. I was behind a few seconds to observe before, but now when it is assembled, it is starting to benefit her.

There are more than a dozen parts and one set is accessories.

Assembling itself is much more difficult than disassembling, and for the foolproof An Ge'er, there is nothing to say, and the assembling is completed without a snap.

At this time, Leng Qing was only able to put together more than half, and the assembly parts were wrong due to poor psychological quality.

After finishing the last step, An Ge'er gently placed the gun on the table, then walked aside and picked up her carry-on backpack. Under Mu Feng's incredible sight, she nodded and said hello. Just left.

And Leng Qing behind her face was red and her head lowered and continued to assemble, but her forehead had already been sweating, and her nerves were tense and tight.

She did not dare to look up, for fear of seeing something she didn't want to see.

And the people around just watched all this silently, didn't say anything, and didn't just disperse like that, it was the last point of dignity for their captain who belonged to the special forces unit.

But in everyone's hearts, they were deeply impressed by the girl just now.

Because if she fired ten shots before, it was a fake, a coincidence, an accident and accident, but what about the scene just now?

Those who are clearly familiar with firearms can disassemble and assemble so quickly! ?

And that girl, how did she do it?

...

In the evening, Mu Feng called Bo Yan to talk about it.

"Bo Yan, are you kidding me sincerely, am I just so idle?" Mu Feng called, and his words seemed to be filled with complaints of being deceived.

"what happened?"

Bo Yan condensed his eyebrows unconsciously.

What Mu Feng asked him to talk about was about An Ge'er in all likelihood.

What's wrong with his little girl?

Mu Feng looked at him as if he did not know, and immediately told him in detail what happened after he left today.

But after Bo Yan heard it, he blurted out almost instantly, "Impossible."

"How can it be impossible? I can lie to you? I shot ten rings, ten shots, all ten rings, and shot Leng Qing with a 95-type semi-automatic rifle. She is such a powerful girl, you let her Come to me to learn shooting, what can I teach her?!"

Mu Feng said, his tone was paused, and he sighed, "I'll tell you, the speed at which she disassembled and assembled 95 semi-automatic guns—"