"Damn it! It hurts! Miaomiao, you actually pulled a sneak attack on me!"
Cheng Ruan was in so much pain that several drops of saline-like tears welled up in her eyes. Without giving her any chance to react, Miaomiao struck again and healed her other arm too.
Cheng Ruan was in so much pain that she had no strength to speak. She could only lie on the table, gasping for breath, her head drooping limply.
After a while, the pain subsided. Cheng Ruan lifted her hand. Sure enough, just as Yao Mingxuan had said, there was only a momentary sharp pain. After that, even the soreness faded away, leaving no discomfort at all. In fact, she felt even more comfortable than before the injury.
"Is it okay now?" Miaomiao blinked her big eyes, looking concerned.
"Yeah, it's okay. But don't think that acting cute will make me forgive you for that sneak attack! Hey!" Cheng Ruan grabbed Miaomiao and roared, her mischievous hands immediately going for Miaomiao's ticklish spots.
The ticklish spots were Miaomiao's Achilles' heel. As soon as she was touched there, she burst into laughter. The two little girls wrestled with each other, and their hearty laughter echoed through the corridor.
With no pain in their bodies, the little friends were really grateful to Miaomiao for healing them. Otherwise, their arms would have ached for several more days. Although the process was indeed a bit painful for that moment.
On the weekend, Miaomiao left the martial arts school for home in a hurry for the first time. Usually, she would have been eager to stay in the martial arts school and play for a while longer. But today, she had made an appointment with her little friends to spend an afternoon at the shooting club!
The weekend was long enough. Even if they played until evening, since they didn't have school the next day, their parents would still let them relax to their hearts' content.
After a hasty lunch, Miaomiao quickly got in the car to pick up Wei Ziqi and then headed straight for the club.
Yao Mingxuan and Cheng Ruan both had their own private cars to take them there. They had agreed to meet at the club's entrance.
The cashier girl today was still the same one from last time. When she saw these little kids, she immediately broke into a smile.
Last time, Yao Mingxuan had shown his generosity. Moreover, these little kids were not the annoying type and had caused no trouble at all, leaving a very good impression on the club's staff.
It was still Room 5. The little friends got their number tags and walked into the game area with ease.
The coach who had been assigned to them last time heard the news that these kids were coming to the club again. He immediately put down all his work and rushed to the club without delay.
The coach was supposed to be on leave today. But ever since he discovered that Miaomiao could write on the target with a gun, he had specifically told the boss and the staff around that as soon as they saw these kids again, they should immediately inform him.
Most of the coaches working here were either retired soldiers with real combat experience or retired shooting athletes.
Among these professional people, the most expensive coaches were top-notch sharpshooters. Their previous occupations were also no ordinary ones. These coaches generally didn't lack money and most of them were working part - time.
After all, not every customer would spend money to hire a coach. After all, for most people, shooting was just for fun and novelty. They couldn't be said to be truly passionate about it. So the coaches didn't have to stay in the club all the time. As long as they weren't too far away from the club, they could do whatever they wanted. If someone wanted to hire a coach, they could just make a phone call.
The coach who taught Miaomiao was one of these kinds.
"Hello, kids!" The coach rushed to the club in a hurry. After quickly changing his clothes, he walked into Room 5.
Yao Mingxuan turned around and was a bit surprised to see the familiar face. "Coach? We asked for the cheaper coach today."
"It doesn't matter. Just charge me at the cheaper rate. I quite like you kids. Anyway, I'm just doing this part - time. It doesn't matter how much I earn," the coach replied with a hearty laugh.
Yao Mingxuan didn't expect to get such a great deal. Originally, the three of them had come specifically to accompany Miaomiao today, and they themselves didn't really want to play much. So they hadn't asked for the more expensive coach. They didn't expect that this most expensive top - level coach had developed a fondness for them after teaching them once and was now willing to lower his price to coach them.
Miaomiao was already eager to start. According to the club's rules, they couldn't start playing until the coach came. They had to abide by it. Since she walked in, Miaomiao had been eagerly waiting. As soon as the coach arrived, without waiting for instructions, she directly ran to the rack to pick up a gun.
"Coach! Can I choose the more difficult human - shaped targets?" Miaomiao walked up to the coach and asked excitedly.
"Of course you can!" The coach answered almost without hesitation. There was also an inexplicable excitement in his eyes.
The coach turned on the mechanism, and several black - and - white human - shaped signs slowly rose from the ground. Each sign had two figures, one in front and one behind. The front one was white and the back one was black. There was a prominent red line on the black sign, while the white sign had nothing on it.
"See these two signs in front and behind? You need to aim at the black sign. That represents the bad guy, while the white sign in front represents the good guy. Your bullets can only hit the bad guy."
The coach patiently explained the difference between the two signs to Miaomiao. Miaomiao nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
This setting seemed very interesting to Miaomiao. When she was training the accuracy of her hidden weapons before, the master who taught her had never come up with such an interesting training method.
The little friends were still haunted by the fear of their arms being too sore to lift after shooting last time. They quietly sat on the rest stools and watched Miaomiao shoot.
But the targets were too far away from them. The little friends could only feel Miaomiao's cool stance and her dashing shooting actions. They couldn't really appreciate how amazing she was.
After watching for a while, Yao Mingxuan felt that he could do it again. He quickly found the coach, got a gun, and started playing himself.
This time, Yao Mingxuan chose a revolver designed for girls. He thought it shouldn't make his arms suffer too much.
Miaomiao stared intently at the target in front. At first, she was quite at ease. But then the black - and - white signs suddenly started to move alternately, increasing the difficulty of the game.
Actually, Miaomiao didn't find it too difficult at this time. But later, the speed at which the two signs moved alternately became faster and faster. At the fastest, they could swing three times a second.
The coach's eyes were fixed on Miaomiao throughout. Even when Miaomiao's shooting speed slowed down as the signs shook faster, he didn't shift his gaze. He just patiently waited for when Miaomiao would fire the next shot.