Chapter 383 His sister truly has his style.
An attack caused by a ridiculous reason became a minor episode in Silent's time in Italy.
Their subsequent life and leisure activities were not affected.
Si Jingxu stayed with her for a few days before returning to China to discuss business.
Young Master Si: "I'm leaving."
Shen Buyu: "Then rest on the plane, and drink less alcohol when you're socializing. Making money is important, but your health is important too, you know?"
Young Master Si: "I'm really leaving."
Chen Buyu: "I'll take you to the airport."
“You don’t need to go to the airport,” Si Jingxu leaned down, his forehead touching hers, his voice full of reluctance. He whispered, “Don’t go with Acheng to a place where all kinds of men are there, okay?”
Shen Buyu was amused. She tiptoed and kissed Si Jingxu's lips, coaxing him gently, "What do you take me for? I have everything they have at home. I don't care."
Si Jingxu couldn't manage a smile. He sighed and walked away, turning back every few steps.
Song Jingyi stood behind his sister with one hand in his pocket, his tone lazy, "She's already this clingy, what will she be like after they get married?"
"Marriage? That's too far off." Shen Buyu watched the car drive away with a sense of reluctance, and sighed, "Actually, I'm quite clingy too."
“That’s his good fortune.” Song Jingyi didn’t want her to be unhappy. “Come on, I’ll take you to the military factory.”
Last time I was delayed by someone, and then it rained for several days in a row, so I couldn't go out.
Today's sunny and breezy weather is perfect for outdoor shooting.
Shen Buyu's eyes lit up.
At the military factory, there was an open space even larger than the courtyard of Song Jingyi's manor, which was specifically used for shooting practice.
Nick took out the various guns he had prepared for her long ago and presented them to her like treasures.
Shen Buyu reached out, gently touched her, and quickly withdrew his hand.
Song Jingyi found her adorable, both envious and timid.
He picked up a pink Glock, "It's unloaded, let me feel it in my hand."
Shen Buyu rubbed his hands on his clothes and carefully took the gun.
It's heavy, and the feel and texture are impeccable.
She looked around and said, "I saw a weapons exhibition before where you could print designs on guns, including Hello Kitty ones."
"I'll print it for you tomorrow." Song Jingyi put pink noise-canceling headphones on her, took the gun from her hand, loaded it, chambered a round, and fired.
Completed in one go.
This was the first time Shen Buyu had experienced the power of real guns up close.
"Brother, you're so cool! You look so cool with that pink gun!" Her eyes sparkled.
Men look so cool when they fire a gun.
Song Jingyi smiled and handed her the gun, muzzle down, "Try it."
Shen Buyu took a deep breath, and under his guidance, adjusted his stance, holding the gun with his right hand and supporting it with his left, his eyes fixed on the target.
"Keep your hand steady and your mind calm," Song Jingyi gently supported her arm and whispered in her ear, "Don't think about anything, just stare at that red dot. It's actually quite big. Find it and pull the trigger."
Song Jingyi looked down at her.
The child looked serious and did exactly as he was told.
Then, she pulled the trigger.
Just barely grazed the edge of the red dot.
My first shot in my life, a very good result.
"Very good," Song Jingyi praised. "You were even more accurate than Acheng when he first fired a shot."
His words were full of pride and self-satisfaction.
His sister certainly has his style.
Mu Zi was also pleasantly surprised and affectionately rubbed Chen Buyu's shoulder, "Miss, you are very good. With more practice, you will definitely become the best sniper."
She is quiet and patient, making her ideal for sniping missions.
Shen Buyu's praise made him a little arrogant.
“I feel very familiar with holding this gun, as if it’s not the first time I’ve ever handled one,” she said honestly. “I like this feeling.”
"If you like it, fire a few more shots." Song Jingyi no longer simply wanted her to experience it.
He wants to train the next sharpshooter.
Chen Buyu fired several shots in quick succession: one shot missed the target, three shots grazed the edge, and two shots hit the bullseye.
Ah Cheng whistled, "Miss, would you like to try Barrett?"
Shen Buyu didn't know what it was, but she wanted to try it.
"Are you out of your mind?" Mu Zi blurted out. "Can Miss handle Barrett? The recoil could dislocate Miss's shoulder."
Ah Cheng scratched his head. "But, Miss, you probably want to try it, just one shot. I'll support your shoulder."
Chen Buyu couldn't resist the temptation.
Since we're already here...
Right?
A gun with more power is definitely more fun.
However, it's quite frightening that a bruise suddenly appeared on the right shoulder.
Mu Zi felt so heartbroken she wanted to kill someone.
"That idiot Acheng, why is he trying to tempt you with this? Why doesn't he just give you a Gatling gun?"
Shen Buyu felt that this was not solely Acheng's responsibility. She touched Mu Zi's hand and asked, "I've played with fireworks and Gatling guns before. Is it the same thing?"
Mu Zi pondered for a moment, "Once you've worked on your shoulder and back strength and gained another ten pounds, I'll take you to play with a Gatling gun."
“Okay.” Shen Buyu leaned against Mu Zi in a coquettish manner. “Sister Mu Zi is so amazing. She can use everything. I heard from my brother that you are the best marksman among his people. Will it be a waste for you to follow me?”
A blush crept across Mu Zi's face.
She loves, but also hates, a young lady's coquettishness.
"I'm not upset. I've had enough of running around and having fun before. It's good to stay with you now, Miss."
Shen Buyu shook Mu Zi's hand, her voice soft and sweet, "Sister Mu Zi is the best."
Mu Zi found it strange.
When Acheng called her "sister," she felt a chill run down her spine.
The young lady called her "sister," and she felt completely comfortable.
People are indeed different.
Shen Buyu pulled on his shoulder, wincing in pain.
Let's put the shooting aside for now.
She could only stand on the sidelines and watch Song Jingyi and the others fire their guns at her.
Her brother was tall and strong, wielding a gun with one hand, decisive and efficient, hitting the bullseye every time.
The sleazy Ah Cheng put away his smile, revealing his excellent marksmanship and dashing demeanor.
Chen Mo's marksmanship, like the man himself, is steady and reliable.
Nick is far more reliable when he's shooting than when he's taking care of his son.
Mu Zi, dressed in all black, was the only woman present, but her marksmanship was not diminished in the slightest because of her gender.
Shen Buyu tilted his head and looked at each person. In their respective fields of expertise, each of them was a dazzling presence.
That's awesome!
Everyone is amazing.
Someday in the future, she too will shine brightly in her field of expertise, just like them.
Let them be proud of themselves too.
Chen Mo walked over. "Miss, here's your phone."
Shen Buyu glanced at the call and pressed the answer button. "Miss Nianke, did you miss me?"
Qin Nianke's voice was low and hoarse, and she burst into tears upon hearing her words.
"Don't cry, tell me, what's wrong?" Shen Buyu's expression changed. "Did you break up with your boyfriend again?"
However, she hasn't been in a relationship for quite some time.
Qin Nianke sobbed, "I won't speak. My mom... my mom's in the hospital. I might become an orphan soon."
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