The boy was very anxious.
Everyone was rushing to practice, fearing that their results would be the worst.
While paying attention to your own performance, don't forget to look at other people's performance, and never let your performance be the worst.
Static target practice is done under high pressure every day. They have been beaten, so they are very serious about the training.
It is easy to hit the target, but it is still difficult to hit the center.
There is only one point in the center, how can you guarantee that you will hit the target every time?
Some people were surprised to find that Song Changfeng was mostly in the center of the target, and even the three lackeys around him were always on target.
This...are they so powerful?
Seeing that the time was getting closer and closer, if he let them win, wouldn't he be the one to be punished?
He moved over to encourage others.
"It feels like we'll be the last one in a while."
"Then...what should we do?"
"Our scores are similar, so the last place winner must be one of us."
The man stared at Yu Jiuchen's target and said, "Let's get the targets of these four people over here. Wouldn't the last one be one of them?"
"Great."
"But they seem very strong fighters. Can we defeat them?"
"There are only four of them, and we have ten. Is it possible that we can't defeat them?"
"It only takes two or three people to control one of them. We can just switch targets before the end!"
"They can't beat us at all, so let you be number one today, and I'll be number one tomorrow!"
A group of people gathered together to discuss things, as if they had already arranged their future path.
About half an hour later, a group of people rushed towards the four of them as if they had made an appointment.
Bai Ziyou clenched his fists and was about to resist. They came here and were bullied by a bunch of bugs?
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Brother Chen shaking his head at him, saying, "Don't act rashly here."
Don't let others notice anything unusual.
Okay, what I mean is that you should use those useless tricks you learned to deal with others!
I could only pounce on them and fight with them, but my two fists were no match for four hands. I was pinned to the ground and couldn't move at all!
Sun Yaoqing and Qi Tianheng were also pinned down by Qi Qi at the same time, unable to struggle on the ground.
They suppressed their anger, not wanting to reveal their identities or their strength...
Let the rest of the people move the target.
At the same time, a noise was heard.
“Bang! Bang, bang, bang!!”
Everyone turned their heads to look.
The four girls in the corner have just started training, and every shot hits the target!
There weren't many people in the women's group, and besides the four of them there were only two other people.
There are only twenty people now, fourteen of them are boys and only six are girls. They also want to imitate the boys' group, but they are outnumbered and cannot win.
You can’t get it even if you try to snatch it away.
Moreover, in order to avoid being the center of attention, these four people actually thought of such a vicious method of taking the target last. This is just to let them take the last place!
Isn't this just the four of them banding together and isolating the two of them?
Zhao Tu came over, followed by a group of followers. He had a cold look in his eyes and glanced at everyone.
Seeing that the men's group was covered in dust, it seemed that the last place was born among them, which should be quite interesting.
He walked to the target and began to count. The ten winners raised their heads, proud as roosters, while Qi Tianheng and the others clenched their fists, unwilling to accept it. They really didn't want to be beaten to the ground by this group of people!
And they can't do anything here!
After observing the targets of everyone in the men's group, Zhao Tu stopped in front of Yu Jiuchen, looking down at him with a cold voice, "Song Changfeng, right?"
"Yes." Yu Jiuchen lowered his head and answered firmly.
"You are the last one this time, what do you think?"
Qi Tianheng couldn't help but pointed at the others and said, "They are the ones who came here in groups to rob!"
Zhao Tu narrowed his eyes, walked up to him, raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face, "Pa!"
Her eyes suddenly widened, as if staring at him intently, "I'm talking to him, why are you butting in?"
Five finger marks appeared on his face, and it suddenly swelled up!
The burning heart-wrenching pain radiates from the inside out.
Qi Tianheng shut up, clenched his hands tightly at his side, and lowered his head to hide the emotions in his eyes.
Old man, I will skin you alive one day!
Zhao Tu walked back to Yu Jiuchen and said, "Song Changfeng, I told you that no matter what method you use, as long as you win, it's fine. They stole yours, do you have any complaints?"
"No." His answer was powerful and resounding!
"Hahahaha, good, you're really a tough nut to crack."
Zhao Tu walked over to the women's group. The last place score was ridiculously poor, with only three-fifths of the score on the ninth ring. "Is the score so bad?"
Everyone works so hard just to save their own lives!
Three out of five shots hit nine rings or above, which is a pretty good hit rate.
Zhao Tu applauded, "Good, since both sides have found the last one, there's no need to feed them tonight."
After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s okay, it’s just that I have no food to eat.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao Tu said slowly, "I've just developed a new poison. You two can try it. I heard it can relieve the pain all night long."
Liu Xiuxiu subconsciously shuddered. The last poison made her miserable, let alone this new poison.
Zhao Tu's voice was filled with amusement. "I heard that this poison makes one feel like they're in a furnace, their whole body burning, and they might even experience hallucinations. I hope you two can hold out for the night."
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