Li Er felt really 'comfortable' this time. This guy was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger and couldn't even open his mouth to eat. The doctor had to use infusion to replenish his energy.

Zhou Xingxing looked at Li Er with admiration. It was undeniable that Li Er's physical fitness was very poor, but it was precisely because of his poor physical fitness that his perverted willpower was even more evident.

"Wow, it's so sweet!" Zhou Xingxing took a bite of a peeled orange, stretched out his hand to Li Er and said, "Would you like a bite?"

Li Er didn't even have the strength to despise Zhou Xingxing, so he just closed his eyes in silence.

Li Er,

Physical attributes:

HP:66.

Qi and blood value: 65.

Speed ​​value: 69.

Strength value: 80.

Li Er discovered that during this extreme physical training, his health value increased from the original 62 to 65, and his health value also increased a little. The original health value was 65, and now it is 66.

There is a speed value, which has been changed from the original 68 to 69.

However, the strength value has not changed, it is still 80 points. Maybe strength is not so easy to increase, or it may be that it becomes more difficult to increase as you go forward. After all, the strength value is already 80 points. If you want to increase it by 1 point, you may have to pay more.

A big effort.

Li Er's whole body is sore now, and he has no way to feel the difference that the enhancement of physical attributes will make, but finding a way to improve himself is enough for Li Er to be ecstatic.

Li Er slept all day in the hospital. He was still sore the next day, but he finally recovered some of his strength and was able to get up and go back to the dormitory.

Instructor Jian gave Li Er three days off, but Li Er was unwilling to rest. In his current state, physical training was definitely impossible. Li Er chose to go to the gun room to continue consuming the Flying Tigers' bullet share. After that,

There is no such store in this village. Not everywhere can have such a luxurious supply of bullets as the Flying Tigers training camp.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang"

Li Er concentrated on practicing the gun, and did not notice that Gunfang Jian looked at his back with admiration. Practicing the gun is a very boring thing, because it is an extremely simple thing that needs to be done repeatedly. Raise your hand

, aim, pull the trigger, raise your hand, aim, pull the trigger.

You can still be interested in firing ten shots, you can still enjoy firing fifty shots, but you can become irritable after firing one hundred shots. If you are as persistent as Li Er, you will definitely want to vomit when you see the gun.

It is indeed very rare for Li Er to be so focused, and it is also strange. Li Er is not a tough-minded guy at all.

Just because Li Er can see the progress bar of his progress in gun training.

"Uncle Jian, there are no more bullets!" Li Er said with a smile.

Gunfang Jian took out another slip and signed it for Li Er, then opened the safe and took out another hundred rounds of ammunition.

No matter where you are, the control of firearms and ammunition is a very serious matter.

"Bang bang bang bang"

"Uncle Jian, there are no bullets again!"

Gunfang Jian's face looked very gloomy.

"Li Er, do you have a grudge against ammunition?"

Li Er shook his head: "Absolutely not!"

Gunfang Jian: "Then you have a grudge against me and are entertaining me by counting bullet casings, right?"

For every bullet that Li Er shot, Uncle Jian had to count the shells before putting them into storage in accordance with the management regulations of firearms and ammunition, to prevent the bullets from being stolen out of the gun room.

Li Er continued to shake his head: "Absolutely not!"

Gunfang Ken: "Then what do you mean?"

Li Er thought for a while: "Uh! Uncle Jian, then I should have a grudge against the ammunition!"

Uncle Jian: ""

Li Er got another hundred rounds of bullets. Although Uncle Jian suspected that the bastard Li Er was wasting bullets, he had no evidence.

After Li Er fired all 300 rounds of ammunition, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper. Physical training tempered physical functions, but 'shooting' consumed mental power.

On the way back to the dormitory, Li Er's face turned pale, his mouth trembled, and his legs trembled, as if he had been passed over by a dozen big men.

"Li Er, didn't you go to practice gunnery? How could you practice like this?" Zhou Xingxing knew Li Er best, so he couldn't help but ask Li Er.

"No, I thought practicing shooting would be easy." Li Er said seriously.

"Isn't it?" Zhou Xingxing said in astonishment: "It's a trivial matter."

Li Er shook his head, as if you were still too young.

"What happened?" Now the other Flying Tigers members were also curious.

"That old guy Gunfangjian, hey! Don't tell me, just let me get hurt alone!" Li Er's gesture of refusing to talk made everyone speculate, could it be that Gunfangjian abused Li Er?

"Isn't the gun room a pervert? Damn it, I will never go to the gun room to practice shooting again." Du Weide, a young man with a very rich imagination, suddenly turned pale and shouted decisively.

Everyone looked at Li Er, who was lying on the bed with his butt raised and covering his head with the quilt with a painful look on his face.

Zhou Xingxing comforted Li Er sympathetically. Du Dewei immediately shouted that he once practiced shooting and found gunner Jian watching him from behind. Several other members of the Flying Tigers also recalled this situation and became disgusted.

Li Er was laughing mischievously under the quilt.

From now on, I’m afraid no one will compete with me for the 300 rounds of practice bullets per day!

The next day, Li Er still went to the gun room to practice shooting alone, and it was the same on the third day.

"boom!"

Nine rings.

"boom"

Eight rings.

"boom!"

Ten rings.

"boom!"

Ten rings again.

"boom"

Still ten rings.

Li Er.

Assassin skills:

1. Stealth skills

2. Tracking and anti-tracking

3. Lock picking skills

4. Fighting skills

5. Shooting

6. Use poison

Available skills: Marksmanship.

Li opened the shooting box at two o'clock.

Shooting proficiency is 21 points, level: rookie.

Li Er happily watched his shooting proficiency increase from 12 points three days ago to 21 points. He really wanted to see what it would be like after his shooting proficiency exceeded 30 points and reached the entry level.

Li Er, who now has only 21 points of proficiency, can already hit the tenth ring with five out of ten shots.

If he follows this progress, Li Er predicts that when he has practiced shooting proficiency to the entry level, he will probably be able to hit hundreds of shots. Then the 'master level' and 'super master level' behind the 'entry level'

, what level is even the supreme 'Gun God' level? Can it still prevent the ballistics from turning?

The more Li Er thought about it, the more thoughts flooded his mind.

"Li Er, our Flying Tigers will have a fighting competition with the 'Overlord Flower' tomorrow. Instructor Hu has called your name. You must participate." Zhou Xingxing interrupted Li Er's happy yy.

"Go away, I'm on vacation!" Li Er refused without hesitation.

"It's been three days, no, it's been four days. Your vacation has ended long ago." Zhou Xingxing reminded.

Li Er: ""

"Why did that old aunt, instructor Hu, call my name?" Li Er said unhappily.

Zhou Xingxing shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows?"

The gymnasium of the Flying Tigers training camp.

"Li Er, before the fighting match between our Flying Tigers and the Overlord Flower has begun, I will give you some emergency training on simple and practical fighting skills." Instructor Jian waved to Li Er.

"Yes!" Li Er walked over.
To be continued...