Chapter 1382
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Yoo Yoo held the gun that Vermilion Bird had passed to him. It was a Desert Eagle. The gun's body was a little heavy, but one should not underestimate it. The Desert Eagle was powerful to begin with. This pistol used high-quality ammunition, and the bullets had explosive power.
He fiddled with it for a while.
Previously, he had Vermilion Bird teach him some marksmanship.
It was not because of anything else, but because, after the recent series of events, he knew that he had to learn some self-protection methods.
This was his character. He did not like to rely on others for everything.
He was too weak. If not for Xiao Yichen and Lisa's protection, it would be difficult for him to protect himself.
Hence, he had to learn how to protect himself and master the means to do so!
In the past two days, he had been working hard to learn marksmanship from Vermilion Bird.
Vermilion Bird was surprised to find that he was quite talented in marksmanship. He grasped it very quickly and learned how to load and shoot. Although his accuracy was not precise, it was still very high, which surprised her.
Mu Yazhe watched him pick up the gun and load it skillfully. Then, he raised his wrist and aimed the black muzzle at Mu Lianjue.
Be it the way he held the gun or his posture, everything was very professional.
This little guy secretly learned how to shoot behind his back?!
While Mu Yazhe was surprised, he also felt impressed.
Seeing him take out a gun, Mu Lianjue's face turned pale and his lips trembled violently. "W-What are you doing?!"
"I've learned some marksmanship some time ago! What's more frustrating is that there's no one to practice with me, though. "
With that, Yoo Yoo's lips curled up. "Fourth granduncle, can you practice with me?"
"No … No …"
His face turned pale as he turned around abruptly and tried to run away.
Without another word, Yoo Yoo pulled the trigger and fired two shots at his hind legs!
Mu Lianjue let out a blood-curdling scream as he staggered to the ground. His shrill scream pierced the silence of the night and spread far and wide along the southern entrance of the vast highway. However, it soon dissipated into the biting cold wind.
"These two shots are for Uncle Zhao!"
If not for Mu Lianjue's assassins, Uncle Zhao would not have died that day.
This was Mu Lianjue's evil debt!
He had to avenge the Zhao Clan!
With that, Yoo Yoo fired again. Two more shots rang out. Mu Lianjue let out another blood-curdling scream as he clutched his wounded knee in pain. His whole body twitched violently as he rolled around on the ground in pain.
Mu Yazhe glanced at his son. At this moment, Yoo Yoo was standing in the bone-chilling night breeze. His back was straight and his entire body was cold!
He turned sideways. His black hair was slightly messy in the evening breeze, brushing against his cheeks and intertwining with his thick eyelashes.
Her originally snow-white and cute face was incomparably deep. Her pair of gloomy and dark eyes seemed to be covered in ice and snow, without any warmth!
His marksmanship was standard. When he fired, his face was cold and emotionless, as if it were just a routine.
Even when he heard Mu Lianjue's screams, he did not move at all. He blinked as if he was already numb to death.
He appeared so callous!
His heart was filled with mixed feelings.
In fact, he was not so willing to let Yoo Yoo come into contact with such dark things too early.
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