"There's no need. Just do it."
Ling Han didn't even seem to change the rhythm of his breathing. He stood ramrod straight in front of the giant red and blue target with a diameter of two meters. His gaze pierced through the air and landed on the figure sitting on the sofa opposite him.
"Why don't you do it yourself? Otherwise, it might not be enough to vent your anger."
Wen Yi's hand that was holding the coffee paused for a moment. When she looked up, there was a cold mist in her eyes. "You better put away your tricks in front of me. The trick of injuring yourself to gain my sympathy? That won't work on me. "
When Wen Yi was young, she had a very fiery temper. After meeting Gu Heng, her temper improved a lot. Now that she was at home, she had developed a spoiled and lazy personality. She was gentle and didn't get angry easily. This was because she didn't dare to have any troublesome matters placed in front of her.
Ling Han's arrival was probably the second most troublesome matter in the past 32 years, after Ye Huanyan being kidnapped.
Faced with such a rude attitude, Ling Han didn't even frown. He raised his wrist to look at the time and said unhurriedly, "Yan Yan probably knows what you're going to do. She should be here soon, so if you really want to vent your anger, you should hurry up and do it."
Wen Yi snorted coldly. She looked at Ling Han from the corner of her eyes. "Is that so? So that's why you're so fearless? "
Ling Han frowned. He realized that no matter what he said at this moment, it would be wrong. He simply shut his mouth and didn't explain further. However, Wen Yi's voice kept coming from the headset. "Then do you know how many shooting ranges there are in the villa? Are you close enough to my son and daughter-in-law to let them stand up for you and tell Yan Yan exactly which shooting range you're at? "
Ling Han still didn't say anything. His body, which was standing in front of the target, stiffened a little.
Wen Yi got up from the sofa. She raised her hand and the bodyguard beside her handed her protective gear and a gun.
Ling Han glanced at Gu Liu beside him. "You're staying here?"
Gu Liu took two steps back and looked at Ling Han quietly without responding.
While speaking, Wen Yi had already put on her ear protection and raised her pistol in the direction of Ling Han. In the middle of the open grassland, there were more than ten targets lined up side by side with Ling Han. However, they were all normal-sized and not as large as the one behind him.
Thinking that his future mother-in-law had specially tailored such a target for him, Ling Han unexpectedly revealed a trace of a smile.
This smile caused Wen Yi to furrow her brows.
Bang!
When he fired the gun, the sound was not loud. The gun was equipped with a silencer, but it still made Wen Yi's palm tremble. The bullet flew out of the barrel and towards Ling Han.
Bang! Almost instantly, Ling Han heard the sound of a wooden board being penetrated. Wood chips and dust danced in the air.
This bullet passed close to his ear. He was on the brink of death. He only felt that his legs were a little numb from standing for too long. Actually, his mind couldn't describe what he was feeling.
Perhaps it was because he had made all the preparations before he came and wanted the Gu family to agree at all costs. So when Gu Liu brought him to the shooting range and said that Ye Huanyan's mother wanted to use him as a target practice, he was even a little relieved. After all, this was an opportunity for him to vent his anger.
Many times, when faced with helpless situations, it was acceptable to vent one's emotions.
Ye Huanyan had ignored her family's objections and wanted to reconcile with him. This was something that couldn't be helped. Using him as a target practice was a way to vent her anger.
He accepted it all.
The second shot went off without him being prepared.
This time, it hit the side of his waist. The target shook, but he still didn't move. At this moment, he could even smell a burning smell in his ears. The friction of the bullet passing through the wooden board made him feel like he was drilling wood to start a fire.
The third shot was fired above his head. A cluster of sparks burst out like fireworks. He felt like his hair was being burned, but it disappeared very quickly, so it was fine.
Wen Yi fired very quickly. He didn't even have time to react to these three shots.
It wasn't considered torture.
He originally thought that he would have to fire more shots, but Wen Yi's assistant rushed over and said something. She suddenly put down the gun and waved at him, gesturing for him to come over.
Ye Huanyan pulled Gu Heng's arm and walked into the shooting range without any obstruction.
Gu Heng was pulled so hard that his casual clothes were all over the place. Knowing that she was anxious, he comforted her. "Wen Yi won't do anything to him. Yan Yan, you don't have to be so anxious."
"Brother told me that Mom prepared a human target at the shooting range. She wants to use Ling Han as an experiment."
"That's your brother playing with you."
"Whether it's a joke or not, you'll know once you come with me."
"Hey, hey, slow down. Your father's body isn't as good as it used to be …"
Ye Huanyan glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. It was the end of November, and the man could still wander outside in a thin hoodie. He had white hair on his temples, but his body was very strong and healthy.
Now that he was nagging and deliberately slowing her down, it could be said that everyone knew what he was up to.
He was covering up for Wen Yi so obviously because he wanted to protect his wife and cause trouble.
Gu Heng was actually a witty and humorous person. However, in the 20 years that Ye Huanyan had been missing, he had become a person who did not like to smile.
It could be seen from the fact that Gu Duo was very afraid of him. All these years, at home, he was probably only nice to Wen Yi. Even Gu Sinian could not be bothered to talk to him. However, Ye Huanyan felt that Gu Heng was actually easier to talk to than Wen Yi. Wen Yi liked to do everything from her perspective for the sake of Ye Huanyan. However, Gu Heng was their daughter, so he always said the best.
Ye Huanyan kicked the door of the shooting range open. After kicking it open, she ran to the shooting range and was stunned.
"Are you okay?"
Ling Han was sitting on the sofa, leisurely drinking coffee.
Wen Yi was sitting opposite him. The two of them seemed to be chatting happily.
When he saw that Ye Huanyan had arrived, he put down his cup and saw the man walking slowly behind Ye Huanyan.
He was 1.9 meters tall, a head taller than Ling Han. He was burly and muscular. At first glance, one could tell that he was a martial artist. The gray hair on his temples did not weaken his aura. Instead, it added a sense of stability and vicissitudes.
"Hello, Uncle."
Ling Han stood up and felt inexplicably nervous.
In the face of Wen Yi's imposing manner of shooting and throwing darts, he did not feel anything. However, when Gu Heng leisurely walked over, he felt pressured.
"How was it? I told you that nothing would happen, right?"
Gu Heng patted Ye Huanyan's shoulder with a smile at the corner of his mouth.
He did not respond to Ling Han's greeting at all.
Wen Yi lazily nestled on the sofa and looked up at the father and daughter in front of her. "What are you two doing here in a hurry? Do you want to see me compete with Ling Han in shooting? "
Ye Huanyan looked around suspiciously. In the end, her gaze fell on Ling Han's face.
"Are you really competing with my mother in shooting?"
Ling Han smiled faintly and raised his hand to tuck her hair behind her ear. "Yes."
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