Big Boss Spoiled By Everyone

Xia JinMian stood at the long table, looking down at the scattered firearms.    

She indeed did not know so many low-level rifles.    

The guns she played with were basically all famous guns. They were either customized or taken from the black market technology room.    

The guns there were limited, and they weren't for sale.    

She preferred things that were difficult to obtain.    

"Do you recognize this gun?" Ye Mo Han asked.    

He was currently selecting a suitable rifle for Xia JinMian.    

In the end, he asked, but Xia JinMian didn't recognize him. He asked again, but Xia JinMian still didn't recognize him.    

The person in charge at the side could not stand it any longer. Whoever came here to play, did not know who the gun was just by looking at it?    

Ye Mo Han was very patient. If Xia JinMian didn't know him, he would explain it to her.    

"This is the M1903 Type Rifle." After a short pause, he asked, "Do you want to try?"    

Xia JinMian shook his head. She was not interested in rifles.    

Ye Mo Han was not in a hurry. He picked up another one and asked, "Do you know this one?"    

After asking a few times, Xia JinMian could not help but ask, "Is there only a rifle here? There are no other guns? For example, small pistols or sniper rifles."    

Small pistols and sniper rifles were Xia JinMian's favorite.    

A short-range shot.    

A long-range shot.    

She played pretty well.    

Ye Mo Han pursed his thin lips and coldly ordered the person in charge, "Go and bring my gun over."    

The person in charge looked at Xia JinMian as if he was looking at a freak.    

He hadn't even learned how to use a rifle yet, yet he wanted to learn how to use a small pistol or a sniper rifle?    

Why didn't this lady go to heaven?    

When Huangke heard that Xia JinMian had chosen a gun for half a day, not a single one of them knew how to play, she even forced Grandfather Han to take out his small pistol.    

The more he heard, the more he felt that Xia JinMian was an idiot. Forget it, he was still taking an inch!    

Who among the aristocratic ladies who came here to play didn't play with rifles first?    

He only started to learn how to use pistols when he was almost done learning how to use rifles.    

People who didn't have common sense would want to learn how to use pistols from the start.    

Ye Mo Han knew the order, but he still controlled that idiot.    

Huang Ke felt a bit of pain in her heart. She was angered by Ye Mo Han's indulgence!    

Ye Mo Han's! The small pistol wasn't an ordinary pistol. Once it was taken out, it startled many people.    

Mu Jundi happened to be touring the vicinity of the shooting range today. The moment she saw the news, she immediately rushed over.    

The moment she arrived, she saw Ye Mo Han's subordinates take his gun.    

After asking Mu Wenqing, she found out that it was actually Xia JinMian who didn't know how to play with rifles, forcing Ye Mo Han to take out his small pistol.    

She endured her anger and walked in front of Ye Mo Han and Xia Jinmian.    

"Mo Han, your pistol is not a toy."    

How could a custom-made pistol be casually taken out for Xia Jinmian to play with as a toy?    

For her, did Ye Mo Han lose his rationality?    

The moment Xia Jinmian saw Mu Jundi, his mood instantly turned bad.    

"Why are you everywhere?"    

Mu Jundi looked at Xia Jinmian with a gloomy expression, "You can't do whatever you want just because Mo Han likes you. Do you know the importance of that gun in your hand?"    

Xia JinMian lowered his eyes to look at the gun in his hand. He really wanted to say, Sorry, I have one that looks exactly the same.    

But of course, she couldn't say that. She sneered, "Is the importance related to you? There's a saying that seems to be - eating salty radishes and worrying about nothing. "    

"You!" Mu Jundi clenched the hand beside her.    

"Mu Jundi!" Ye Mo shouted coldly. His eyes were cold. "Don't disturb me and Little Sleeping. Leave immediately!"    

Mu Jundi's eyes turned red, "Mo Han, that's the pistol that accompanied you to the battlefield! How can you take it out for her to play with?"    

Ye Mo coldly said, "I'll let you leave! Don't let me repeat it a third time!"    

Mu Jundi stared deeply at Xia JinMian before turning around and walking out of the arena in anger.