Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Panda Novel

"Hahaha, this is a competition that I'm looking forward to! But I'm afraid this competition will only happen later!"

A deep laughter sounded from behind. It was Bo Yuelin, who was beside Bo Jinchuan. He walked over with a smile.

Shen Fanxing's eyes flickered and she greeted Bo Yuelin softly.

Bo Yuelin smiled at her and nodded. He said, "Old Master is at the shooting range now. I heard that you guys are there too. He wants to look for you to test your shooting skills!"

"Phew, Ling Ling, Grandpa has appeared at the right time."

Bo Jinghang pressed his palms together in relief.

Shen Fanxing nodded and said, "Since Grandpa is here, I have to greet him first."

"Yes, yes, yes! Sister-in-law, you're right!" Bo Jinghang agreed.

Just as Shen Fanxing was about to leave, Yuan Sichun stopped her.

"You're not competing anymore?"

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Seeing the look of fear on her face, Shen Fanxing smiled and said, "Yes, but not now."

With that, she raised the hand holding the whip and pushed it away. Then, she walked towards Bo Jinchuan.

Yuan Sichun gritted her teeth, feeling humiliated by Shen Fanxing's actions.

That neither servile nor overbearing, conceited and arrogant face made her want to tear it apart.

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The shooting range was divided into indoor and outdoor.

The location that the old man had chosen was outdoors. Along the way, they could see the words "real guns and live ammunition. Be careful."

In the huge outdoor shooting range, there was only their group.

A group of bodyguards in black stood guard.

In the viewing area beside the shooting position, the old man sat on a chair with a serious expression.

Standing beside them were Bo Sichen and Lou Ruoyi. Seeing their arrival, Lou Ruoyi wanted to greet them. However, when she saw that there were a few outsiders inside, she put on an expression and acted like the eldest wife of the Bo family.

"Dad, even Jinchuan and Jinghang are here." Bo Yuelin smiled naturally.

The old man looked up at the few people in front of him and nodded. His expression was solemn.

From the start, the Bo family had been in the military business. Although they had cleared their name, how could they clear their name?

Which descendant of the Bo family had not touched firearms before?

The old master had always valued the strength of his descendants in this aspect.

The Bo family had been around for a hundred years. If she didn't have any ability, how could she survive in the Bo family?

"Go and try it. Let me see if your level has decreased."

Lou Ruoyi tugged at Bo Sichen's sleeve, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Hubby, you're going too…"

Bo Sichen patted her head helplessly. "Are you sure you want me to pressure the children?"

Lou Ruoyi had seen Bo Sichen's marksmanship before. Hearing his words, she shook her head and said, "You'd better not go!"

Bo Jinchuan and Bo Jinhang obeyed and stood on the spot. Qi Mohan had also stood on the spot. There were three targets and two guns on the table.

A pistol and a rifle.

The three of them picked up their pistols one after another.

With an extremely casual expression, three consecutive gunshots sounded.

Target No. 1, Bo Jinghang. Three shots hit the bullseye.

Target number two, Bo Jinchuan. Three shots hit the bullseye.

Target number three, Qi Mohan. Three shots to the heart.

Qi Mohan glanced at Bo Jinchuan's target and snorted.

Shen Fanxing stood at the side and looked at Bo Jinchuan's back. She couldn't help but smile.

She knew Qi Mohan's strength best. Although she knew that he should be very strong, she was worried for Bo Jinchuan.

This outcome was undoubtedly the best outcome.

Her man was indeed too outstanding.

He could surprise her anytime and anywhere.

Now that Shen Fanxing's heart was filled with Bo Jinchuan, she naturally neglected the other two good men.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, but his gaze lingered on Qi Mohan for a few seconds.

Next was the rifle, the Type 64. The three of them fired a few more shots.

In the end, just like last time, they all hit the bullseye.

Bo Yuelin smiled and clapped his hands. "Not bad, not bad at all."

Qi Mohan threw the gun on the table and gritted his teeth as he glared at Bo Jinchuan.

The old man didn't look happy either!

She glared at Qi Mohan indignantly!

Where did this wild brat come from? He was actually on par with the descendants of the Bo family!

"Again, dismantle the guns and assemble them to shoot!"

Since they were evenly matched, they would compete in hand speed!

He didn't believe that the descendants of the Bo family could be worse than this wild brat!

Shen Fanxing felt a headache coming on. Old Master was obviously serious about Qi Mohan.

Qi Mohan's dismantling and assembly wasn't a problem, and she believed that Bo Jinchuan wouldn't have any problems either. However, there was no such thing as a draw.

It would be troublesome if either of them lost.

Taking a deep breath, she felt exhausted at the thought of what she would have to face in the future.

Bo Jinchuan turned to look at her. After half a second of silence, he walked down from his seat.

Old Master Bo glared at him. "What are you doing?"

Bo Jinchuan said calmly, "I'm not competing anymore."

"What did you say?!" Old Master was furious.

Shen Fanxing looked at him in surprise.

She thought that men had always been competitive. Now that it was a draw, everyone felt indignant.

She didn't expect him to stop so easily.

Bo Jinchuan pointed at Qi Mohan and said, "He's too annoying."

Qi Mohan blinked and pointed at himself.

"I'm too annoyed… F*ck…"

He reached for the pistol on the table. Before he could raise it, Shen Fanxing said in a low voice,

"Qi Mohan…"

Qi Mohan's hand that had touched the pistol seemed to have touched a hot potato as he retracted it instantly.

Feeling aggrieved, he looked at Shen Fanxing and said, "He said I'm too annoying!"

Shen Fanxing took a deep breath and replied, "No."

Bo Jinchuan's cold gaze landed on her.

Shen Fanxing pressed her lips tightly.

Since Bo Jinchuan didn't want to compete, Qi Mohan naturally walked down from his seat.

She felt aggrieved and dispirited!

"Qi… Your surname is Qi?"

The old man looked puzzled and raised his voice.

Qi Mohan glanced at him. "My surname is Qi!"

Didn't this brat know how to respect the old and love the young?

"Is your grandfather Qi Shaohua?!"

Qi Mohan frowned when he saw the look on the old man's face as if he wanted to hit him with his walking stick as soon as he said yes.

"So what if I am? Did I steal your wife?"