Chapter 110 Sister, are you interested in comparing?

Bai Qiao and others met the director Wei Xuan, who was the third grandson of Mr. Wei. He was discharged from the army because he was seriously injured.

Young Master Wei is only twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He looks a bit similar to Mr. Wei, and is full of righteousness.

One of his legs was seriously injured, so he sat in a wheelchair most of the time.

But this did not hinder his handsomeness at all, nor did it hinder his righteousness.

Mr. Wei likes this grandson the most, and he also feels a little regretful that his grandson has never been cured due to a task.

They have visited famous doctors, but no one can treat them.

"...This kid is actually very powerful. It's really a pity." Old Wei told the people about Wei Xuan's leg injury and sighed.

Bai Qiao glanced at Wei Xuan's legs, and she stepped forward and asked, "Can Mr. Wei San let me see your legs?"

"Yes." Wei Xuan smiled, his personality was gentle.

"What's your name? Young Master Wei San? I think you are your granddaughter. You are the third brother and two older brothers. Grandpa will introduce you to you. Then, I will recognize you as a fucking kid!"

Mr. Wei snorted, "Don't be so distant. Without you, my old woman might still be in the hospital."

"Grandpa, do you still lack grandchildren?" Jing Yi asked with a smile on his face.

"We don't have a shortage of grandchildren. There are so many boys in our family, so we lack a granddaughter..." Old Wei's eyes fell on Bai Qiao, and he was extremely satisfied.

Being well-behaved and smart, and knows a lot, the key is that you have helped yourself.

How cute it looks.

It would be even better if she could be her granddaughter-in-law. Even the bad guys in their family, I don’t know if she could fall in love with them.

At that time, I can be a matchmaker for this girl. If I can succeed, I will be my granddaughter-in-law. If I can’t succeed, I will be my granddaughter.

Mr. Wei felt happy when he thought about this.

Bai Qiao squatted down to check Wei Xuan's legs. She stood up after looking for a while and nodded at Wei Xuan, "I've finished watching."

Wei Xuan originally had some expectations in his eyes.

The old man told him that Bai Qiao was very amazing and thought that she would look at her legs, so if there was any way.

But after Bai Qiao stood up, he did not react and did not mean to talk about his legs.

A hint of loss flashed in his eyes.

It seems that it won't work anymore.

Yes, he is just a high school student, and many experts and doctors have shown him his legs. Those people have no choice. A high school girl must have no choice.

He had no hope for his legs, so he could just sit in a wheelchair.

The loss in Wei San Shao's eyes was soon covered up, and he raised his eyes again, with a smile on his face.

"Go out and have fun? I'll accompany you."

"OK!"

The group went out together.

Although the shooting range has just opened, there are still many people coming, all of whom are from the upper-class circle in Beijing.

Most of them are Wei Xuan's friends and his friends.

When Bai Qiao and the others went out, Sheng Xueer saw it at a glance.

"They really know Young Master Wei San." Sheng Zizeng was a little surprised. He glanced at Shang Ruanruan.

Shang Ruanruan's face was a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Wei San, long time no see." Sheng Zizeng walked up to Wei Xuan and greeted him.

"Mr. Sheng, welcome to have fun, have fun." Wei Xuan sat in a wheelchair, nodded slightly, and did not say much to Sheng Zizhang.

The Sheng family is still a bit far from the Wei family circle, and their friendship is not very good, so there is no need to say more.

Sheng Zizeng knew this truth too, so he just nodded and walked away.

Sheng Xueer and his friends were playing not far from Bai Qiao and his friends.

"Brother Zi Zeng, is that Young Master Wei San very powerful?"

"It's very awesome. Don't look at him in a wheelchair, but he was once a member of Snow Wolf's team and a special team leader. He has wiped out many internationally powerful criminal gangs and saved many people."

"Now when people mention Mr. Wei San, no one will say that he is in a wheelchair. Because in everyone's mind, he is as powerful as not sitting in a wheelchair."

Sheng Zizeng looked back and said, "Old Wei is here too!"

"Old Wei?" Sheng Xueer and his friends turned their heads suddenly.

"Who is the guard of our school, why are there too?" Ying Yabing rubbed his eyes, "Hey, it's really that old guard!"

"That's Mr. Wei." Sheng Zi once pointed at Mr. Wei's direction.

"Wei, Mr. Wei? You said that old man in Tang suit is Mr. Wei?" Jiang Shizhi was also shocked.

The old guard of Yuecheng No. 1 Middle School all knew each other.

But he looked down on a doorman.

Especially Sheng Xueer and others, they always ignore the old man. Sometimes Bai Qiao talks to the old man’s guard, and they even sarcastically.

But at this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

This old guard isn't a simple old guard?

He is actually the old Wei Lao in Beijing who once held a high position?

"Xue'er..." Ying Yabing was a little disbelief.

"I didn't expect it." Sheng Xueer gritted her teeth. The dead old man was hiding too deeply.

If it weren't for seeing this time, he would have never guessed that he would have gone to Yuecheng No. 1 Middle School to be a gatekeeper.

A veteran, go to be a gatekeeper, are you sick?

If you don’t enjoy the blessings of the Qing Dynasty, go to Yuecheng to be a gatekeeper?

Ying Xueer felt that she was about to vomit out an old mouthful of blood. She was right next to her, but she didn't know how to please her, and she often sarcastically...

She recalled whether she had scolded the old man in person before and had she left a bad impression on him?

The other people also felt like they were vomiting blood quickly.

Who would have thought of it!

Maybe Bai Qiao had known it for a long time, so he got so close to this dead old man.

Mr. Wei San demonstrated how to shoot.

Most people in Class F have actually played it, but there are also a few who have never played it.

So he explained it briefly.

Then, he fired a few shots, shot every time, and shot ten rings.

"sharp!"

Many people around began to applaud.

"Does grandpa want to play?" Wei San Shao smiled and looked at the old man.

"I won't come, you young people can just play." Old Wei waved his hand with a smile.

"It's boring to play by yourself, otherwise, let's form a game and compete?" Sheng Xueer walked towards them.

Everyone in Class F frowned when they saw Sheng Xueer and others.

"Sister, are you interested in comparing with me?"

Sheng Xueer swept to Bai Qiao.

She wants her to throw her face away in front of Mr. Wei!

marksmanship--

Unfortunately, she learned it.

Her third uncle is a sharpshooter and happened to teach her a lot of skills!

If she crushed Bai Qiao, Mr. Wei naturally wouldn't like a waste!

Most of the elders prefer excellent children, especially those in this upper class.
Chapter completed!