Bai Zhibin didn't expect that Song Ye would agree so readily. Seeing that she couldn't wait to get the gun, he curled his lips.
Do you think that if you are good-looking, you can make a living? I have been afraid to go on stage just now. Now it is too late to show off.
"Song Ye, you don't need to pay attention to him. Bai Zhibin has always been good at playing rogue. Why don't you let them go." Hao Tian wrinkled her little face, very worried. Although she didn't say it out loud, she was probably like Bai Zhibin in thinking that Song Ye didn't know how to use a gun, otherwise he would have been in the game just now.
The words were not spoken, but the meaning was already obvious.
Song Ye took off his white jacket and handed it to her. He was only wearing a simple white T-shirt, revealing his slender white arms. When she stood in front of the shooting stand, all the eyes of the audience could not help but move to her body.
Still wearing white clothes and white trousers, with a height of 1.7 meters, a slender figure, coupled with that delicate and handsome face, it is an excellent scenery wherever you stop.
"Haha, no matter how prepared you are, it's useless." Bai Zhibin also stood at the shooting point and reloaded the magazine with bullets.
Seeing that this game was inevitable, Wang Qianqian also frowned and asked Xu Zihang in a low voice, "Mr. Xu, do you need me to inform my dad? Song Ye..." Even if Song Ye's skills are better No matter how powerful it is, this firearm thing is still too forced after all. Wang Qianqian could see that Song Ye was determined to win the medicine stone. If he lost the game later, she was afraid that the two sides would conflict again.
Xu Zihang, on the other hand, crossed his arms and leaned to the side. Hearing this, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't worry, now is the time for the show to begin."
What's the meaning? Wang Qianqian was stunned, and looked sideways, only to find that the young men all had interesting smiles on their faces. There was no sign of nervousness at all. On the contrary, they seemed confident of winning.
Could it be...
Over there, on the shooting platform, both sides had loaded their magazines. At this time, Bai Zhibin took the lead and fired the first shot. While the accuracy was still there, he fired several shots in a row, and finally slowed down. Speeding up, he took a sneak peek at the next door.
But he saw Song Yecai slowly raising his arm, holding the gun in one hand without even a support, and putting the other hand in his trouser pocket, straightening his waist, looking handsome.
"Huh, why are you so cool? I'll be shocked and my hand will fall off later. You're the one who looks good." Bai Zhibin muttered, took a hard look at Song Ye's delicate face, and concentrated on preparing to fire the last few shots.
At this moment, continuous gunshots suddenly sounded in his ears. He subconsciously stopped pulling the trigger and turned his head to look over.
Then he saw the bullets in Song Ye's hand flying out one after another without any pause, and the slender arm holding the pistol did not move at all under the powerful recoil, and that cold face , has long been filled with cold murderous intent.
A person's breath can change in the blink of an eye. This is something Bai Zhibin has never experienced before. Even when they were fighting just now, the look on Song Ye's face was cold and calm, but at the moment of shooting, Although the gun was not pointed at him, it still made people feel frightened.
Ten shots were fired in succession, and it took less than ten seconds. When Song Ye put down his hand, everyone was still thinking about the sound of gunshots.
But Bai Zhibin still had three shots left. After being reminded by the young man behind him, he hurriedly came to his senses, composed his mind and continued shooting. For some reason, the emotion that was not nervous at first was faintly aroused again.
After both sides put down their guns, Bai Zhibin's screen lit up first, with eighty-six rings.
"Well done, Mr. Bai. You have broken your own record. You will definitely beat this pretty boy."
"Yes, no matter how beautiful the posture is, it is just a show. Not everyone can achieve the score of eighty-six rings."
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Being praised by everyone, Bai Zhibin felt quite satisfied, but he was still a little worried. The look in Song Ye's eyes just now...
Suddenly, the screen above Song Ye's head lit up, and a large and eye-catching number was reflected on it.
"Impossible, Hundred Rings, is he a monster? How is it possible?" Behind him, the young people were the first to exclaim, staring at the screen, unable to believe it for a long time.
Bai Zhibin looked up and saw the words 100 points highlighted with a golden halo on top. The system began to broadcast throughout the game, "Congratulations to this guest, you have achieved full marks and become a fifty-meter The record holder for the target.”
The sound surrounding his ears made Bai Zhibin lose his mind. He took several steps back before falling down on the sofa. After a while, he saw the target moving over. On top of the target belonging to Song Ye, there was There was only one bullet hole.
"One bullet hole? No, the system made a mistake. How could there be only one bullet hole in ten shots? Ask your manager to come out." Bai Zhibin suddenly cheered up and shouted angrily at the waiter beside him, clamoring to see him. Manager of the shooting range.
Before the waiter walked out, he saw the manager had already entered the venue in the elevator. After hurriedly entering the shooting range, he hurriedly walked towards the 100-ring target and asked excitedly, "Excuse me. Who hit him?"
As soon as Song Ye raised her head, she heard Bai Zhibin pointing towards her hurriedly, "It's him. Manager, you're doing well. Look at the broken system you have here. If you can make such a big mistake, how can you let us come over to play in the future?" "
When the manager turned around and saw that he was a regular customer here, he smiled subconsciously, "Mr. Bai, our equipment here is tested every day. How could something go wrong? Is there some misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding?" When Bai Zhibin heard this, he immediately came over angrily, pointed at the target in front of him and said, "There is only one bullet hole, but you reported a hundred bullet holes. This is not a mistake."
"So that's what it means." The manager suddenly realized and explained to Bai Zhibin with a smile: "Mr. Bai, you misunderstood. The gentleman just fired ten shots and gave ten rings, just because they were all in the same place. position, so there is only one bullet hole left. You can see that the bullet holes above have been shot through. This gentleman's marksmanship is really amazing."
The manager's explanation and admiration once again made Bai Zhibin and the young people behind him stunned. They stared blankly at the target with only one bullet hole, unable to recover for a long time.
Until the two girls present clapped their hands excitedly, "You are so handsome, Song Ye, you are so amazing." Wang Qianqian and Hao Tian really admired Song Ye. In their eyes, Song Ye seemed to have already Became omnipotent.