No matter whether you reconcile or not, you can't beat me.
When Bai Zhibin heard this sentence, he almost vomited blood on the spot.
There are only a few people in the world who can speak such arrogant words so calmly, and for truly powerful people, this is just stating the facts.
It was precisely because he understood the difference in victory between them that Bai Zhibin felt even more depressed.
Having said this, do you really have to kneel down and beg for mercy? Although Bai Zhibin has not been included in the family tree since he was a child, he still lives a superior life outside. It is absolutely impossible to kneel down and beg for mercy.
The two sides were in a stalemate, but Song Ye finally relented. She took out the medicine stone again and handed it to Hao Tian. She said lightly to Bai Zhibin: "Now I'll give you another chance. Let's compete. Apart from physical skills, you can choose." , whoever wins will be the master of the medicine stone."
Why? Bai Zhibin blurted out at that time that he wanted to refute. This was originally his Bai family's belongings. Why would he use it to gamble with others? Song Ye's logic was simply that of a robber.
But then I thought about the current situation. If I didn't take this gamble, I'm afraid there would be no possibility of getting the medicine stone back.
His eyes fell on Hao Tian's hand, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Just when he was racking his brains and couldn't think of a move, a young man next to him came up and whispered, "Young Master Bai, You forgot, if we win or lose the game, we have a trick, we may not lose..."
yes. This sentence woke up the dreamer. Bai Zhibin's eyes lit up and he glanced at the shooting range inadvertently. His face finally regained some pride, "Okay, I promise you to compete, but if I win, you still won't Will you give me the stuff back?"
He is not an idiot. The young man in front of him is clearly a gangster, and it is possible that he will turn his back on him at any moment.
"We can draw up the contract on the spot." Song Ye was much more sensible this time and immediately asked the waiter to get pen and paper and write down the contract on the spot.
At this point, the situation was already too tight. There was only one chance to get the necklace back. After Bai Zhibin read the contract, he gritted his teeth and signed it.
Seeing his tragic and humiliated look, Xu Zihang barely managed to hold back his smile.
After following Song Ye for such a long time, he had a certain understanding of this person's character. If she hadn't had some scruples, she wouldn't have been soft-hearted and would have given Bai Zhibin a chance to win back the game. And her purpose for doing this was probably because she was concerned about the relationship between the Bai family and the Hao family. If the medicine stones in the Bai family ancestral hall were taken directly, the Bai family would cause trouble for the Hao family no matter what happened afterwards. But if the items were lost from Bai Zhibin, the meaning would be completely different.
Now Bai Zhibin is smart enough to propose signing a contract. When the time comes, the proof of losing will be overwhelming, and he won't be able to rely on him no matter how much he wants.
Xu Zihang felt that Song Ye had dug a big hole and was waiting for Bai Zhibin to fall into it.
Of course, he never thought that Song Ye would lose. In his impression, a team with Song Ye on it meant winning.
After signing the contract, Bai Zhibin pointed to the shooting range ahead, "Let's have a shooting competition today. The one who wins two games in a row will win. Ten bullets per game. How about it? Do you dare?"
This person was a typical person who ignored the pain and ignored the fight. Now that he saw some signs of hope, his tail immediately went up to the sky and he provoked Song Ye, as if he didn't remember at all how miserable he was on the ground just now.
Song Ye didn't argue with him. He nodded and agreed to the rules of the competition. He looked up at Xu Zihang and the others and directly gave the order, "The two bullets just now were invalid. Now start again. Those who are confident will go first and rank the top three according to the number of rounds." name."
The teenagers were stunned for a moment, then nodded with smiles on their faces, "Okay, let's compare with them by the way."
The faces of Bai Zhibin and the young man behind him turned black. For them, their own internal competition was the most important thing, and Yao Shi's competition was just a matter of course. This is obviously because he looks down on Bai Zhibin and his group.
"Hmph, you're not ashamed of your words." Bai Zhibin curled his lips and led several people to get their equipment. They all got the Type 92 pistol. In this era, this model is the main gun used by most people for practice. It is easy to operate and has a long range.
Because the competition was to be restarted, all the targets that Xu Zihang and the others had shot had to be cleared again. Before that, the results of the two shots fired just now were displayed on the big screen.
I saw a row of people passing by. Except for the two targets in the front, which were pretty good, the ones in the back were terrible.
Bai Zhibin and the others looked up and burst into laughter.
"Haha, you dare to say harsh words at this level, Mr. Bai, I think they are not very smart."
"That's right, Mr. Bai, you can kill them instantly by yourself. It won't be our turn to show up."
"Haha, I'm afraid they don't know that no one in this field can break Mr. Bai's record."
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Song Ye was so angry just now, but now that he got the chance, the young people's wild laughter almost broke the roof.
Hao Tian was so angry that he wanted to stuff their mouths with the medicine stone in his hand. But when he turned around, he saw that the person on the stage was Xu Zihang, "Huh? Song Ye can't come, look at Bai Zhibin and the others smiling so much." Rampant." Now everyone wants to see Song Ye appear.
Wang Qianqian on the side gently tugged her, "What are you talking about? How can Song Ye get the gun? Just leave it to Mr. Xu and the others." Of course the hard work had to be done by boys. Wang Qianqian turned her head and said very considerately. He raised his fists at the teenagers, "Song Ye and I will be shouting for you from the side, come on!"
Originally, there was no sense of inconsistency between these lovely words and Wang Qianqian's beautiful face, but the meaning of those words made people unable to accept them.
The teenagers imagined that Song Ye was cheering for them next to them, with his legs splayed out, and they immediately shuddered.
It would be nice if their boss didn't whip them with a whip. Come on, don't even think about this kind of thing.
As expected, when they saw Xu Zihang was the first one to appear, many young people began to ridicule Song Ye again, "He is strong on the outside but hard on the inside. He still lets us choose in such a big tone. Why don't you come out?"
"Shut your mouth." Xu Zihang stood on the shooting platform and began to load bullets into the magazine skillfully. Hearing this, he glanced at the young people coldly and said with an arrogant expression: "You are not worthy of comparing with her." What's more, just having me here is enough.
After understanding the subtext of this sentence, the young people were all on tenterhooks. One of the tall and thin young men walked onto the court, stood next to Xu Zihang, and said with a crooked smile: "My record here is seven out of ten shots." 10 points, if you have the ability, break my record.”