This has almost become the common understanding of the entire audience. Those who were still secretly defensive at first, wondering whether the young man might be a dark horse, secretly curled their lips and showed disdain.
Sensing the seemingly absent gazes around him, Song Ye, as the protagonist, was neither cold nor indifferent. He put down the pistol without hesitation, took the wet tissue on the side and wiped his hands, turned around and returned to the room to rest. area to enjoy the coolness of air conditioning.
Facing the probing or mocking gazes of everyone, Song Ye sat on the sofa, drank water to quench his thirst, and gently closed his eyes to relieve the visual fatigue caused by high concentration.
Seeing the tiredness on her face, everyone felt a little disapproving, "Haha, my little one still lacks exercise. You will be tired after a while. You might as well finish it early. The uncles will treat you to something delicious later."
These words and this tone completely showed that she did not take the young man seriously and mocked her as an unweaned baby.
Even Lesyu didn't know what to do. Every year, these guys don't hold competitions at Sega. The venues they choose are full of tricks. This year, they even went too far. They made little moves right under their noses. He really thought he was blind. No difference was found.
It was precisely because of this that his original confidence wavered.
After all, Song Ye was still too young and too impulsive.
At this moment, facing the ugly faces of the people on the sofa, Song Ye didn't want to open her eyes to look at them even more. She leaned on the sofa with her neck raised. Her slender neck had snow-white skin and its graceful arc attracted everyone's attention.
This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful young man, with a youthful taste that has not yet been opened. Not to mention little girls are attracted by it, even men will be attracted after seeing it too much.
But the boy is also a hedgehog. She can open her belly to reveal her soft appearance, and she can also prick you all over your head in an instant.
Just when the bald man was staring at Song Ye's fair neck, swallowing his saliva, and looking greedily, Song Ye's plain words struck a chord, "The results will come out later, and you have to decide whether you can take it or not."
She usually doesn't like to speak and is taciturn, but that doesn't mean she doesn't know how to fight back. Most of the time, when she can do something, she won't choose to talk nonsense. When she can only talk nonsense, she prefers to kill with one strike.
The drinks in the mouths of the remaining people were all blocked in their throats, unable to go up or down, and they were choked severely.
After coming back to their senses, several people couldn't help but glared at the young man fiercely. You boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth will suffer from you in the future.
Thirty minutes later, the remaining four people outside had all fired ten rounds. When they came in, everyone was sweating profusely. They grabbed the drinks on the table and drank heavily. They caught a glimpse of the person leaning leisurely on the sofa and about to fall asleep. Young man, a trace of ridicule flashed in the eyes of several people.
"The results are out, let's go and have a look." Lesyu didn't want to stay here with a few people and sarcastic, so he stood up first, took a long step, and walked out of the room.
Seeing this, the other four people also stood up and followed him with serious expressions.
Success or failure depends on this.
There was no movement in the lounge, and the five people from Song Ye's group sat in silence and did not talk to each other.
The so-called colleagues are enemies. They all come here to receive money from others, and they are in a competitive relationship with each other, so they have no good impressions of each other.
On the other hand, the gloomy man kept staring at Song Ye, and the ferocity in his eyes never faded.
Twenty minutes later, the five people outside came back, and the gunmen all stared at each other's faces.
The bald man came in first, with a gloomy face. His eyes fell on Song Ye, who had his eyes closed and was concentrating, with an unkind expression.
The three people who came in behind also frowned, and without exception, they all looked at Song Ye intentionally or unintentionally.
This time, the last person walking was Les Yu. His face was full of spring breeze, and the smile hanging on the corner of his mouth was bright and full of victory.
The several gunmen felt a thump in their hearts, and they all looked at the red target outside the house in disbelief. Looking at it from this angle, they could still see strong reflections. Could this guy really be a blind cat and stumble upon a dead mouse
"What's the result?" The gloomy man gritted his teeth, with a hint of unwillingness on his pale face.
As soon as he finished asking, the bald man over there kicked him with such force that he directly hit the wall. "Bah, you still have the nerve to ask. I think your right hand can be disabled in the future." Now, with a score of eighty-six and a bottom score, I can’t wait to shoot you right now.”
What? Eighty-six rings
The gloomy man was stunned for a moment, ignoring his painful stomach. There was a look of shock on his face. He had never had such a bad result before, and he was also at the bottom.
Others didn't laugh at him, after all, it wasn't him who took first place.
"So, where are his grades?" In the silence, someone pointed at Song Ye. If he didn't ask clearly, he would always feel unwilling.
And his question also caused the dull expressions of the four bosses to darken, and they gritted their molars, unwilling to speak.
In the end, it was Les Yu who gave the answer with a smile, "Xiao Song is a kid with great talent and good luck. I'm quite surprised that he got 100 rings."
At this time, the pride on his face could not be concealed no matter what. Just now, how many people despised Song Ye and did not think highly of him, now his face was slapped so loudly.
One hundred rings…
Damn it, this is not a matter of luck or talent at all. They all saw clearly that the situation just now was unfavorable to Song Ye. They originally thought that the young man was giving up on himself by firing ten shots in a row, but they didn't expect it. Those ten shots actually hit a hundred rings.
Evil, this guy is so evil.
"Haha, everyone, it seems that this year's share has been decided. Let's get together next year when we have time. I will be the host later. Don't be polite to me." Les Yu was very proud at this time, implying that the matter was a foregone conclusion. , seeing that the others had no objections, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more obvious.
And Song Ye maintained a good quality as a subordinate from the beginning to the end, and did not show off no matter how many results he achieved. When he got to the wine table, he went to eat by himself. However, he received four or five notes under the table in the middle of the process, all of which were The conversation and laughter on the table are an olive branch for the big guys.
But this olive branch is a little bit hot.
In the smuggling of arms and fire business, everyone carries their lives on their shoulders. The life of licking blood with a knife is like shooting to kill. It is definitely more common than slashing people with a watermelon knife on the gangster road. .
Therefore, the few notes Song Ye received were full of bribery, but the tone of each one was threatening.
The general idea is to let her get away from Lesyu after dinner and talk to them. There will be a lot of benefits in the future.
"Huh..." After reading the last note, she threw everything into the trash can, turned around and walked out of the bathroom. As soon as she walked out, she was faced with a black pistol.