Full career passive inheritance system

All Occupational Passive Inheritance System Chapter 189

"Ok."

I have a face of the eye, and the piao poem, Chen Mai, a clean cup, imitating her voice: "Why, don't tell me very sorry?"

"I……"

When I heard Chen Mo's voice, the Poetry poem was low, and the head was almost buried in the chest. The ear is blush.

Looking at the Poetian poems, I can't help, Chen Mo did not follow, just call the waiter to continue the cup, and then said: "Wait, she is coming soon."

……she was?

Although some doubts about what she said in Chen Sail, I didn't ask for an export, and I continued to be a ostrich low.

When the honey lemonade in the cup, the mirror is fetched, and a japonic figure appears at the door of the drink shop. After the foot of the feet, she walked directly toward Chen Mai.

"Mr. Chen."

The bright red women's round small shoes stopped in front of the table, heard this Bailian bird as crisp sound, and the Poetian poetry said that Chen Mo let her wait "her" should be this.

Slightly curiously raised the head, introduced her sight, a girl who has a fantastic gorgeous fluffy pink hair, the girl looks quite petty, probably only one meter five, but the size is very good, the five senses have oriental People are unique and delicate, but the skin is like Westerners - this is a cute girl who has a beautiful appearance that can breathe stagnation.

At this time, this girl is showing a disabled expression, and dissatisfied with Chen Mo.

"... Although I have long known that you can't help people, but can you have to get you, don't always find some troubles, I'm very busy!"

"Haha, I am sorry."

I am embarrassed on my mouth, but Chen Mo's face can not see what is embarrassed, but a smile asked: "Now, it is in the mission, but you should talk to the captain. Yes? "

"Don't take time if you holiday?"

Didn't stand a white eye, pink, long hair, a brown seal from the skirt, and throw it to the table, turn around, and say that the side is not returned: "Next time There is this kind of trouble, Mr. Chen Mo you want to solve it, I still have a few downs to make up this month. "

Buy more ... I really turned into a very tutored house girl ...

Staring at the back of the girl, Chen Mer, then collecting the line from the table, picking up her left, hand, and throwing directly in front of the Poetian poem.

"Is this ...?" Looking up at Chen Mo, Chaoya Shi did not dare to pick up, but inquiry.

"You look at it yourself, it's not too expensive, don't be so careful."

"Oh……"

I got Chen Mo's first Ken, and the Po Tian poem reached out from the table to pick up a brown cover, after turning to the front, her whole suddenly turned a sprite.

"This! This is ..."

Under excitement, the Poetian poems have not controlled the volume, and the high-decisive female voice instantly attracted a few tables around the table.

Staying up and sorry, Chen Mo re-sits down, frown: "You have a small voice, so loudly."

"But ... but ..."

The battle of the battle was smashed, and the Emotian poetry was crying.

Small positive, printed several bronzing big characters - gun license.

"Isn't it a gun, there is a big shock." I bullied, Chen Mer, took the way: "You saw it, she called Fuffa, I am a friend, this thing is what I let She helps you get it, it is absolutely legal, you don't have to have anything in your heart. "

"me……"

The line of sight keeps in Chen Mo and the guns on his hand turned around, and the Poytian poetry is really messy. I don't know what to say.

Didn't you call me last night? Do you want to tell me your powerful reason? What does it mean to give me a gun? Let me go to kill?

There is also that called Fuffa, she can get this kind of thing, and how much energy can be done!

What should I say now? Thank? Still apologize? still is……

Looking at the Poetian poetry is a mess, Chen Mo smiled at his eyes.

"Although there is not much expensive, but in order to help you do this, it is also spent a lot of effort. You are not ready to open it?"

"Ah ... I, can I open it?"

"Give you, I want to see yourself."

Open the gun, see the homepage of your own photos, and a series of official seals, let the Poland poems are slightly put down, it should be unintentional, then she started a closer browsing.

[11: The licensee can take a shot exercise in the government's designated place.

When I saw this, she greeted her eyes slightly.

"Teacher Chen, this is ..." Looking up, seeing Chen Mo smiling the expression.

"Let's go, poem, I will take you to play the truth."

Smiling and stood up, calling waiter to check out, Chen Mile collar is a drink shop, and walks in the location of the target all the way.

In a large-scale place in Japan, there is no target to the public. If you want to find a place to shoot, you can only go to the provincial level to surveyed, which is mostly It is equipped with a special training target, or to the self-defense team, where you can see the self-defense team training.

Chen Mo, certainly impossible to bring the Poetian poetry to the self-defense team to apply for a shot, so he chose Tokyo's Police Department.

After presenting a certificate to police personnel, and after filling a few forms, Chen Mo and Po Tian poem have entered the underground shooting of the police station.

"Runner pistol, nostalgic things."

Hold the gun in the right hand, the wrist is lightly shaking, maintaining a good playing position, instantly popping out, is just a good clear yellow bullet.

"This gun is really long enough to catch up with our Director's term." Responsible for playing and supervising the shot of the fire shooting process smiled and said: "Old is old, but this shot is still good, Boku The earliest runner pistol, classic, reliable. "

At the same time, Chen Mail is shaking, the bomb is reset, the thum is dialing, and then the side will take the gun in the waist, and the other hand is put in the insurance, the cowboy appeared in the movie in the westerly, Shot quickly.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!"

After the six-sounded gun sound, the target is slow, but only a small hole in the center of the target paper.

"Haha, it seems that the technology I shoot is not good, six shots have only a shot." Touched the small hole on the target paper, Chen Mihaha ridiculed.

"Well, this gun can play a bullish heart, not bad." The little police said, although it is comfort, his expression is some disdain.

Sixth, the students in the police school cannot play such a bad results, and the gun estimate that is going to fight the bullishness is also a shit.

Looking at the expression of the small police face in the eyes, Chen Mo will not tell him that he has helped his pistol from a hundred and hundreds of hundreds. The six shots are all drilled out from the bullion of this hole.

Let go of the old-fashioned wheel pistol, Chen Mo takes another gun from the gun.

A black star pistol.