Chapter 572 You're stuck

It was obvious at first glance that this beautiful lady was a novice. Even though her performance in the three-kung warehouse had improved rapidly and she was more talented than others, there were very few people who could be so arrogant and clearly say that they had good accuracy.

Garrett couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Beautiful lady, this is natural. I, Garrett, always value promises. Since I have promised, I will not change it.

Pretty lady, if you have the ability to take in 2 million M gold, I would welcome you very much! "

Seeing that there was no difficulty on his face, An Zhixia smiled and waved to Fang Yuan, took a deep breath and nodded to the referee in the stands, "Sir, I'm ready."

Without waiting for the referee to turn his head to ask, Irene continued loudly: "Sir, I'm ready too, let the game begin!"

When the referee saw Garrett nod, he solemnly read out the rules of the game.

Each person needs to complete ten shootings within half an hour. Whoever gets seven points first will take home all the prize money.

When the flag was waving, Irene started to pick up the gun that she was most comfortable with and shot one after another with swift movements. The time between each shot was very close, and a new target paper was almost put on the opposite side. As soon as the staff left, the bullets had already been shot!

In less than five minutes, Irene had put down the wooden gun. Without even looking back at her results, she took off her equipment and swayed to Garrett. "Sir, if there are good things like this next time, remember to call me! I'll save your face."

Garrett raised his eyebrows and pulled the man into his arms, "Haha, this depends on your ability."

The two of them gathered together and started talking in whispers, laughing and joking, not taking An Zhixia's competition seriously at all.

Fang Yuan leaned on a high chair, shaking a glass of champagne in his hand, his eyes fixed on An Zhixia, not leaving her for a moment.

James walked over, scratched his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I was inconsiderate and put you and your wife in danger.

Fortunately, your lives are not in danger, otherwise I would blame myself to death!

However, don't worry, I will bear the one million yuan this time, and I will not let you suffer any loss. Just consider it as my small apology. When I return, I will actively introduce Mrs. Fang to the person in charge of the "Star Project" so that Xia Hua can have a place. "

Fang Yuan chuckled and shook his head: "Introduction is still necessary, but the one million M gold is not necessary. It is not yet determined who will win and who will lose."

James touched his nose and swallowed the words on his lips.

Aren’t Fang Yuan and An Zhixia too blindly optimistic?

Irene is Garrett's new favorite. It is said that her woodcutter skills are extremely powerful, otherwise she would not have been able to stand out from so many women and become one of Garrett's few lovers.

An Zhixia was like a well-behaved primary school student. She was very disciplined every time she played the wooden warehouse. She followed the instructions of the instructor and proceeded slowly step by step. Her pace was so fast that it made people anxious.

What's more, she likes to aim for a long time before hitting the ball, without any tension or impatience during the game.

Because Irene shot all the marbles in one go, An Zhixia's target paper was also put aside first. It was not sent over for statistics until all the marbles were shot.

"Hey, Ms. An, you finally came back? But you still took nearly thirty minutes to do such a simple thing.

When it comes to shooting at a barn, you have to be fast. No matter how long you aim, you won't be able to improve your performance." Irene shrugged and shook her head as she lectured An Zhixia.

"Just like marrying a man, you just have to go with your feelings. There's no point in thinking too much. What's yours will never escape, and what's not yours, you can't hold it even with a diamond chain!"

An Zhixia took Fang Yuan's arm, chuckled and said, "Ma'am, we can talk after the results come out. Who is so sure?"

"Tsk," Irene couldn't help but roll her eyes. "You really won't cry until you see the coffin. Xiahua people are really boring. Okay, let's listen to the results first and see who is the real winner!"

The results came out quickly. The referee came forward with two waitresses and, after some hesitation, respectfully handed a list to Garrett.

Garrett waved his hand: "It's just a little thing, just read it directly!"

The referee's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He swallowed hard and began to read out the list: "Miss Irene Choate's scores are: 9.2, 9.5, 9.4, 9.8, 9.1, 8.7, 9.6, 9.2, 9.4, 9.1!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but applaud.

Everyone present was a shooting enthusiast. Not all of these men could achieve such a high and average score, so they naturally paid the highest respect to this beautiful, charming and capable lady.

Irene nestled in Garrett's arms, smiling even more happily, and her blue eyes were even tinged with gold.

Garrett patted her fleshy breasts in satisfaction and said, "Your performance is quite normal, but you still have a lot of room for improvement."

"Isn't that all thanks to Mr. Garrett? I'll still need you to guide me in shooting in the future," Irene said sweetly.

The referee was trembling all over. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat that was flowing down his face. He asked weakly, "Mr. Ingram, do I need to announce Mrs. Fang's results?"

"Report it, you must report it!" Irene straightened her back, raised her chin slightly and hummed to interrupt. "Otherwise, some people will still be dissatisfied."

Garrett, on the other hand, smiled more lightly. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Yuan and An Zhixia, who showed no trace of dejection. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He nodded, "Continue."

“Mrs. Fang’s score is 9.5, 9.5, 9.5, 9.5, 9.5, 9.5, 9.5, 9.5, 9.5, 9.5, 9.5!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene fell into dead silence.

"Mr. Referee, did you get stuck? Or were the targets stacked together? How could they all be 9.5?" Irene couldn't help laughing. "5.9 is about right? It's not easy for her to get all ten marbles to land on the target, and she can shoot at a level that even the champion of the Inter-National Games can't achieve?

You tell us all, this is a fantasy, right? "

The rest of the people also came to their senses and laughed, "I didn't expect the referees in Henderson Manor to be so humorous and liven up the atmosphere?

But isn't it a bad way to treat guests by using Xia Huaren's money to make fun of them?"

"This joke is quite unexpected. If Mrs. Fang can really shoot such a result, I am willing to give her the new limited edition rally car as a bonus!"

"Are you serious, sir?" An Zhixia tilted her head slightly and asked with a smile.

"Of course. I am a well-known figure in Hua City after all. How can I speak casually in front of so many people?" The man replied with a low cough.

"But the probability of this happening is as small as the probability of a fireball hitting our planet!"

(End of this chapter)