"Okay, here you go."
She passed the gun to Gu Qingjiu. "I will teach you how to check the magazine, pull the trigger, and the gun itself. Anything that is slightly off will affect the power of the gun."
Gu Qingjiu received the gun with slightly trembling fingers.
The gun was still a little warm at the spot where she placed her hand, but it was cool everywhere else.
The sensation was a first for Gu Qingjiu.
'Bang!!!'
'Bang!!!'
'Bang!!!'
…
The people at the side were already practicing, and gunshot sounds filled the air. With how loud the gunshots were, it made the girl lookup.
When she turned to face Gu Qingjiu again, she realized that the latter was still looking at the pistol in her hand, seemingly unfazed by the loud gunshots.
Gu Qingjiu raised her head and revealed an amicable smile. "I think I get it already. May I know what your name is?"
