Chapter 59 - An Eaglet Flying in the Sky (2/2)

Liao Jian walked over to a motorcycle that was picking him up. Patting the lad, who had cyan tattoos on the back of his hands, he said, “Bro, let me introduce you to my cla.s.smate. She is a hot chick.”

“How hot can your cla.s.smate be? There are two chicks from your province working in our hotel. Their b.o.o.bs bounce when they walk. Let me take you to have fun,” said Brother Fei, who was a notorious rogue in the town and was also a friend of Liao Jian’s father, so he often hanged out with Liao Jian.

As soon as the motorcycle started, it spat out a string of black smokes. Rumbling, it disappeared from the school gate.

Ye Jian, who did not have accommodation restrictions anymore, began to make rapid progress, so rapid that it amazed Princ.i.p.al Chen.

Ye Jian became more obsessed with sniping when she touched a gun and shot for the first time!

She was obsessed with the bullets darting at an unstoppable speed and hitting the targets! And she was fascinated by the joy of challenging herself again and again.

Throughout the May Day holiday, Ye Jian was trained by Princ.i.p.al Chen and Grandpa Gen deep in the mountains. She overcame all kinds of hards.h.i.+ps time and again.

“The target was 470 meters away and was. .h.i.t between his eyes!” Carrying the sniper rifle on her back and holding the trunk, Ye Jian descended from the tree by stepping on the branches. When she had stepped down to a certain height, she jumped from the tree.

Her face was smeared with green paint. Wearing a helmet that was a bit too large for her head, her palm-sized face seemed extraordinarily tiny and delicate.

Princ.i.p.al Chen picked up the scarecrow target and stepped over the bushes, walking to Ye Jian. He poked out the blank cartridge that was shot between the scarecrow’s eyes and handed it to Ye Jian. “Keep it. It is also a testimony to your growth.”

“I will let more bullets witness my growth!” She pursed her lips and said in a gentle voice. Her hand was tightly holding the bullet that was still a bit hot. There was already the tough look of a soldier on her delicate face.