Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

The elevator rises slowly from the underground fortress.

The guard walked forward, and the Witch Jane bundled her heels behind her.

By then, the boss had removed the iconic silver mask, and few more noticed it.

Upon passing the security check, Witch Jane suddenly had stiff limbs, like a hairy little animal pinched around her neck, and her nervous pupils slipped round.

The guard stopped and glanced back.

Witch Jane was forced to follow.

The metal detector slowly swept around the Witch Jane, and the alarm light stood quietly. Once the weapons of destruction are discovered, the entire base will be instantly awakened to declare war on the intruder with the strongest defensive system in deep blue space.

The detector approached the right pocket and the witch's expression became tense.

His eyes were pounding toward the guard - the man stood in the shadow not far away, colliding with the wet amber pupil gaze.

The thick peak of the eyebrows provoked his eyes slightly flashing as he was delighted by the rabbit that was shaking with Cesar.

Witch Jane failed in her quest for help. She had to close her eyes in despair, and the detector “dripped” without thinking.

- Release safely.

Two minutes later, the guardian led the divine trance of the witch into the dome.

Witch Jane just reacted, rubbing against the side of the guard, her right hand carefully penetrated the pocket.

“Brother! The gun ——" Witch Jane's eyes are admired.

“Can't find out.” Guardian glanced at him and the rabbit had less guts than anyone else.

Witch Jane finally reassured herself that the next move - was to plug the gun in again and hide it.

Like rabbits hiding radishes.

Seeing the boss watching indifferently, Witch Jane immediately explained: “I'm afraid I'll show up unexpectedly...”

A leaf of radish wouldn't dare go out.

Wen Shi suddenly asked: "So scared? ”

The disciplined and law-abiding young man nodded with only 19 years of good folk experience.

“Come here." Howie said.

Witch Jane automatically stood up and raised her little round face to listen to the boss's teaching--

Silver glitter in cold vision.

The guard straightened his hand and could hover over his collar.

Witch Jane opened her eyes in surprise, and the man's five officers zoomed in as she lowered her head closer. The shadow of the eye contour was heavy and cold and dignified, and her gaze looked straight down.

... Big Brother looks great!

Beautiful and able to fight!

Witch Jane's ears are slightly reddish, and she needs to work harder to improve her coaching!

“All right.” Guardian said, bowing his head.

On the collar of the witch Jane, a small silver mask badge was put on herself, with a gentle glow under the light of the dome.

At first glance, Witch Jane recognized the symbol of Floating City, and her eyes popped: “This is...”

The man retracts his eyes and regains his usual indifference: "Take it, carry a rocket/rocket/cannon and nobody dares to bother you. ”

Witch Jane suddenly.

There is no law in the deep blue sky - or, in other words, the “law” of the Grey □ □ domain is determined by the various forces. Floating City is obviously the best of them, and the big man is the king of Floating City...

“Thank you, boss!” Witch Jane grinned, her little eyes flashing under the dome, her right hand caressing carefully on the silver badge.

This is a gun license from the boss!

The guardian raised his eyebrows, his eyes paused on the teenager's cheek, his right hand slightly fluttered, his eyes satisfied.

Hair the rabbit with radish, and finally stamp it.

Tsk, it's a good deed every day.

Witch Jane finally dared to dig out her little hand/gun from deep in her pocket.

When he glanced at the guard, his right hand rubbed against the gun with the look of his brother.

Zoe once said that as a shooter, you need to cultivate feelings with your gun...

When the guard saw him with his gun, he couldn't pull himself out. He said slowly: "Did you learn what I just taught you? ”

Witch Jane nodded: “Just have to practice...”

The guard shouted, indicating that he was following.

“Brother, where are we going?” Witch Jane winks excitedly.

"" Let's go, let's get you back to your place. ”

The two crossed the corridor under the dome and overlapped with memories--

Huge venue lingerie with brilliant lights. Countless scorching rays of light focused beneath the stage, faithful projections of the holographic screen shooting fierce slaughter.

The two men travelled between the corridors behind them until they opened a gate at guard time.

Moist moisture floats in the air with the smoke of the night, with 10,000 stars thrown from the night and neon dots in the distance, gathering in colourful spots.

Unlike the front door, the lights are dim and a luxurious floating car jumps gracefully and stops steadily in front of the two.

The guard instructed Tarizo to get in.

Witch Jane obeyed the order and the crystal bright eyes slipped over the body of the car.

Even in the face of a severe lack of common sense, he is 100% confident that the car is worth a fortune.

However, without waiting for him to touch a few more times, the guard stood in front of a park.

Witch Jane suddenly remembered after watching it for a while, this is where she took off her target a few hours ago.

Speaking of which, the other two teammates...

Witch Jane looked at the terminal and the interface, which had no information prompt, received a lot of messages after walking out of the underground base, apparently due to some kind of signal shielding device.

Caesar asked where the witch Jane was two hours ago and promptly sent another message informing them that she was with the redhead and that her tone was ambiguous and wishing them “a good time. ”

"" … "

In front of the gas/gun range, the guard stood in the shadow and let Witch Jane shoot.

600 points redeemable plush toys pile up in glass cabinets.

Witch Jane looks over and thinks that the fierce big man is standing among the squeezed little animals--

It seems that the whole human contour has been softened a little by the light, even though there is no facial expression, but there is more smoke.

Points are accumulated by the number of loops and deducted from the target. It is not easy to reach 600 points with the air/gun done, and each shot is too expensive.

The guard gave only 100 bullets to the witch Jane.

Average 6 rings are required to achieve the redemption condition without detaching the target.

Static shooting has not always been the strength of witch Jane, even if it is a form of training in the Clawson show, it is best to achieve just 5 rings, let alone a hand and foot gas/gun.

At first, the witch Jane was slow. It took about two or three minutes to grasp a shot, and the scene of disarming the gun while guarding was constantly playing back in her mind.

Bullet clips, reversing springs, iron barriers, ballistic shells - each layer of elements is split and combined in consciousness, and the witch constantly adjusts the position of the shooting. A strange gun body looks like an untouchable black box, but faithfully gives a reflection after each movement is adjusted.

The teenager squinted his eyes slightly and the amber pupil looked at the center of the eye from the beginning to the end without noticing the guard's gaze in the shadow.

After the sixth shooting, Witch Jane took a slight beat.

Even if it is not possible to accurately map the original of the gun, several attempts have been sufficient to outline the rough ballistic performance.

Witch Jane took a deep breath and pressed the trigger again--

Five rings.

Three rings.

Witch Jane was waiting to shoot again and her right arm suddenly sank.

“Relax.” The sound of the guard is low and powerful, like a flame burning in the ear.

Witch Jane's conscious back is stiff and gradually returns to nature after touching the familiar breath.

“Keep your wrist down and your right shoulder down.” Slightly depressed on Jane's shoulder with her cocoon hand: “Remember your ballistics, qualified snipers, are part of the ballistics. ”

Witch Jane took a breath and seemed to feel something.

The guard fine-tuned his shooting position, but instead of shooting immediately, the witch returned to her original position ——

Then gently, the shoulder arms and elbows follow the man's points and gradually return to position.

It was like holding his right elbow as he stood guard behind his empty back at the moment.

Immediately afterwards, gunshots were fired.

Six rings.

The teenager opened his eyes in surprise.

Most of the dozens of bullets after Witch Jane wandered between five and six rings, with the highest score even reaching nine rings, but the initial off-target score was severely lowered.

Time flies little by little, and when the last two rounds remain, the exchange limit of 600 points is 17 points short.

He had to hit at least one nine-ring in the last two shots.

Witch Jane took a deep breath and decided to pull the trigger--

The ballistics landed smoothly and steadily on the target, lighting a “+7” slowly on the scoreboard.

590 minutes.

Not far away, piles of stuffed toys flashed in the transparent showcase.

If not depressed... it must be a lie.

Witch Jane knew she couldn't have done it right. But obviously there is only a short distance from the boss's request.

After a few seconds, he abandoned his meditation and adjusted his state again, his fingers were about to snap--

He suddenly sided and raised his head.

The guard showed him to give way to a spot, the light cast a tall shadow on the man, his right hand squeezed in between the cracks of the trigger, and hegemony covered Witch Jane's index finger.

Witch Jane blinked, seemed confused and remembered when she first met the big man...

The trigger snapped.

The guardian raised his eyebrows.

Witch Jane just suddenly realized that she... actually looked at the big man in the face and fired the last shot!!!

Little round face rubbed red, witch Jane turned back, and a red “10-ring” popped up on the scoreboard.

100 rounds, no less than 600 points.

Witch Jane was surprised and confused: “Brother...”

Weshi snapped and said, "I told you, I'm going to get you back. ”

Rabbit's eyes glistened out of the sky.

Five minutes later, Witch Jane walked on the road with an oversized white rabbit doll.

The dark blue sky amusement park follows the philosophy of "Emptying the Tourist's Last Steel" and remains open even late at night.

Light music jumps with balloons and fireworks, luxury extended roller coasters rush into the sky and suddenly drop, and skyscrapers and jumpers shine brightly.

In addition to the unquestioned shooting games area, the campus is filled with young aristocrats, luxury cars and horses who come to the deep blue sky for fun.

When redeeming the prize, Witch Jane truly attracted the attention of many staff.

Hand and foot guns, 100 rounds, 600 points - extremely exceptional among amateur shooters.

Until Jane left, the staff were still arguing.

“Are you a professional sniper? ”

“… professional snipers average six rings? ”

“Amateur? Nice talent! ”

“What good is a gift to shoot? Did you see his face? Oh, my God, that's a good boy! He can eat on his face. Who wants him to go to the game? ”

“That's true, in the deep blue sky for so many years, I haven't seen it grow like this, looking young, pretty cute, growing up to be a good demon...”

Witch Jane walked away momentarily, and another clerk smiled and stuffed him with two tickets: “Come back often! ”

On the amusement park's shady trails, the witch tries to poke her head out of the soft cracks of the rabbit doll and read the instructions on the ticket with the light.

One vote apiece.

Available on the same day.

Redeemable roller coasters or Ferris wheels.

At the door of the air/gun range, while guarding, lean against the floating car on the ground.

Witch Jane thought about it, though a little touchy, but the big man didn't look like he was going to these places.

The white, soft rabbit doll was stuffed into the car and took up most of the back seat.

Wei Shi Dian drew an Experience Voucher from Witch Jane: “Which one? ”

Witch Jane opened her mouth: “..."

The guardian swept a silly witch Jane.

Witch Jane reacted without hesitation: "Skylark! ”

The guard turned around and then slowed down the sleigh: “I've done a semi-finals map of the basement here in the past. ”

Witch Jane: “... ah...”

“The roller coaster eliminated two people, the ferris wheel eliminated 26 people, and most of the eliminators did not know how to run.” Horseman's memories.

The witch Jane was stunned, and the awareness of the crisis rose:

“Well... let's go to the Ferris Wheel...”

Ten minutes later, the slowly rising Ferris wheel cockpit reaches the top of the city.

Dark blue sky castles are transformed into brilliant fabrics that gleam beneath your feet.

In the cockpit, the virtual screen suddenly lit up and the radio accompanied the music: “In ancient customs, people kiss their loved ones at the moment the ferris wheel reaches the top...”

A Witch Jane lays in a transparent window and looks down nervously:

“Brother, does the Clawson Show have such a map? If we're going to jump out of the cabin and save ourselves, how do we go..."

“Brother, can we get sniped/shot through this hatch? Still bulletproof...”

“Big brother! …… ”

The cabin circled in the air, waiting for two people to leave the cabin, somehow Witch Jane seemed to be in a good mood.

On the way back, Witch Jane was in love and looked away at the roller coaster: “Next time, if there are any experience vouchers...”

The guardian glanced at the poor rabbit sperm: "Wait. ”

Three minutes later, the sophisticated gift box was complimented by the staff.

Witch Jane seemed to have a feeling, her hands flew quickly apart...

Lying inside, Hershey are two Skylark Experience tickets.

Witch Jane raised her head and the star's eyes glowed with fluttering soft hair.

@

Dark blue sky, block 16 main city.

Caesar, Zoe, and Redhead had a flash of nasal bluish on their faces, and by this time they had strapped their shoulders together, and a table of melon spirits was full of gloom.

“Little, little witch...” Caesar's tongue was wide and confused. He remembered something: “Why hasn't the little witch come back yet... Hiccup...”

Redhead waved his hand and smoked wine: “I'm watching the game up there... let's have a few brothers first...”

Zoe frowned and tapped on the terminal query.

Secretary Qu was particularly uncomfortable when he left the company, and he was specially equipped with a child loss prevention surveillance system.

On the terminal, the cartoon yellow flag representing Witch Jane is clearly not in the same neighborhood - it is more than a dozen kilometres away.

“Little Witch...” Zoe, a spirit, sobered up most of the time: “Damn, Little Witch was stolen!!! Caesar, what the fuck are you talking about? Copy guys, come with me to rob people!!!! ”

Second more!!!

Rub every little cutie! I just moved out of airbnb today when I saw the message super touching Q_Q, and it was raining cold and white, so I made up my mind and continued with the code > 3

Bow to every little angel again!!!

Reward tomorrow's stats ~ Thanks for the lightning and irrigation baby! Sniff, sniff, sniff, drink nutritional liquid ~ Get some sleep and send a red envelope ~ Jimmie!