Chapter 259 Xiao Xiaochen's talent

The villa estate covers an area of ​​1,000 square meters and is located in the southwest corner. It is a large indoor shooting hall.

For Xiao Yuchen, Mu Yazhe has always been devoted to cultivation.

When Xiaoxun learned to walk, he threw the child into the special training camp to observe the special training of the soldiers.

When he was young, Mu’s father also trained him. Every summer, he would be thrown into the special training camp for special training.

Under the influence of Mu Yazhe, Xiao Xiaochen’s young age has a strong interest in firearms and fighting.

When I was two years old, when other children were still learning the language, Xiao Xiaochen licked the pacifier and was able to assemble and disassemble various guns and ammunition. At the age of three, he was able to shoot at the top of the raft.

It’s still a good time to admire the old man!

Children who are the same age as him may still be trying to learn to talk. Some talents like to paint on white papers are still obsessed with interesting toys. However, Xiao Yuchen seems to have inherited the blood of Mu Yazhe. The genes, do not like the dance and ink, but are very obsessed with fighting and firearms.

When he was five years old, he officially entered the military camp. Heavy training, he not only did not complain, but was very excited about it.

Master Mu is amazed. This child, compared to Mu Yazhe’s youth, is not inferior, but blue is better than blue.

In the villa manor, not only the fencing hall, but also the archery hall, the shooting range, the fighting field, these are all set up for Xiao Xiaochen.

At the moment, the Archery Hall.

Quiet and silent.

Quiet even if a needle fell on the ground, it was audible.

Xiao Yuchen wore a handsome and negligent protective suit. He stood upright and slabs. He held heavy bows and arrows in his hands. He held his breath and focused on the target of 100 meters away.

The sound of "咻", the arrow from the string seems to be mixed with the thunder and the smashing, the electric stone sparks the arrow, and instantly, it penetrates the red heart accurately.

"Little Master..."

Behind him, the babysitter had been waiting for a long time behind him. Seeing him put down his bow and arrow, he said softly: "The old man and the young lady called you to breakfast."

Xiao Yuchen seemed to be unheard of, and turned coldly, and unloaded his body with a blank expression. He thought of something, turned his head and asked: "Is it late last night?"

"Back to the young master, the young master did not come back last night."

"Oh."

Xiao Yuchen’s eyebrows are slightly stunned, and his eyes are a bit lonely. Silently, pick up the towel handed by the servant and wipe off the sweat that oozes from his face.

"Don't eat, tell Grandpa and Mommy, I have no appetite."

In the cold words, he revealed that he was somewhat lost at the moment.

The nanny said with a look of sadness: "Little Master, you don't want to use breakfast, the lord will worry. Not eating breakfast, it is not good for the body."

"Then give me a copy and send it to my study." Xiao Yuchen said coldly, and walked out of the archery hall.

The nanny behind him looked at his cold north shadow and sighed slightly.

This is a temper, the father and the son are exactly the same.

However, she had no choice but to rush to report, and quickly arranged for the early delivery to the study.

(End of this chapter)

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