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Chapter 291 - A Piece of Trash Like Him is Not Capable of Messing With Someone Under My Charge
Chapter 291: A Piece of Trash Like Him is Not Capable of Messing With Someone Under My Charge
Gu Qingjiu stopped her practice.
She glanced outside the windows.
She only realized that there was someone outside the windows just yesterday.
She knew instantly who that someone was.
It was the Chief Instructor.
She didn’t know why the Chief Instructor was doing this.
Clearly, Huo Yingcheng had sent her a message, feeling indignant for her, and said that ‘Your Chief Instructor, that scumbag, doesn’t care what’s happening to you.’ He made it so clear.
But somehow she could sense the Chief Instructor’s presence. historical
He made it clear that he was staying out of this, so why was he here to accompany her?
Gu Qingjiu didn’t think that the Chief Instructor was merely passing by.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe couldn’t quite explain her feelings, but the only thing that was on her mind was the target Qin Huai set for her.
It was like an obsession.
She had an indescribable feeling. Clearly, she could sense that dot.
It was like she was born with a sensitivity towards shooting.
But somehow she couldn’t hit the red dot.
And yet, at the thought of that lone and proud back view outside the window, other things filled her mind.
She held her gun once again, and her hand momentarily shook.
She suddenly felt like her brain was all tensed up.
If...
If she could hit the red dot...
Then she was going to do one thing.
One thing that she had been thinking for a long time already, something that she never thought she would do in this lifetime.
Qin Huai’s words, the Yu family’s ugly smug faces... and the Chief Instructor’s forever cold and aloof expression suddenly appeared in her mind all of a sudden.
‘You should feel so honored that we’re asking you to return to the Yu family!’
‘Gu Qingjiu, with that face of yours, the more I look the more disgusted I get. Think about why Su Lingche fell for me. Are you fit to compete with me?’
‘And you call yourself a genius. With those results of yours, you dare to make a spectacle of yourself?’
...It’s impossible between the two of you. Impossible. You don’t belong to the same worlds...
...Give up, you’ll never make it.
‘Stop crying, good for nothing!’
The last sentence snapped a chord in Gu Qingjiu’s mind like a curse.
No, nothing is impossible!
Gu Qingjiu’s pupils shrunk, and her fingers pulled the trigger in that instant.
‘Bang!!!’
“Beep! Target number three, tenth ring!”
The icy-cold electronic sound announced the results from the standard testing equipment.
The stunned Gu Qingjiu retracted her hand. She hit it! She really hit it again!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA hundred-meters. She succeeded in her challenge once again...
The thought in her head finally became a reality.
She was going to do this.
Gu Qingjiu kept quiet for a moment, a cold and focused expression on her face, and suddenly she fired five consequent shots.
‘Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!’
“Beep, target number three, ninth ring, ninth ring, tenth ring, ninth ring, tenth ring!”
The announcement of results was heard repeatedly inside the shooting range.
A gentle smile—reminding one of the spring snow melting—formed on a person’s face, and he was still outside.
Next, he took out his phone from his uniform pocket and made a call as he left the shooting range.
It was late at night, and the person who answered the phone cautiously asked He Niancheng about his purpose for calling.
“I want to see Qin Huai tomorrow morning.”
“What orders do you have for him? I can pass him the message.”
He halted in his footsteps, and his tall and broad figure blended into the quietness of the night.
With a voice as cold as thousand-year-old snow, he spoke in his deep, ethereal yet reverberating tone amidst the night breeze.
“I want him to know that a piece of trash like him is not capable of messing with someone under my charge.”
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