"Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!" Gunshots rang out repeatedly as bullets burst from the barrel, whistling towards the target.
On any other day, if she heard the continuous gunfire, Huang Yourong would certainly find it unbearably boring, accompanying Mu Lingshan at the shooting range on an empty stomach, watching Mu Lingshan vent her emotions through shooting—wasn't that just crazy?
However, at this moment, even though Huang Yourong's stomach was empty and she had no interest in shooting whatsoever, she didn't feel even the slightest bit impatient. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, eager for Mu Lingshan to waste more time here.
The later it got, the more thoroughly Mu Lingshan vented her resentment, which would make it easier for the plan she conceived to succeed.
Having run through her plan from start to finish once more in her mind, confirming its high feasibility, Huang Yourong's smile widened.
