Yuri exclaimed in alarm, "Brother Luo Xiu, be careful—"
When Luo Xiu realized that the bullet couldn't have hit the bullseye, but was aimed at his heart, he quickly crouched down.
The bullet whizzed past his head and landed on the nine-ring mark.
Luo Xiu's heart raced with lingering fear, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He looked rather disheveled.
Damn Shen Jinmo!
I really want him dead.
It was a false alarm, and the governor and Yuri breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Zhiwei watched quietly as Shen Jinmo deftly sheathed his gun.
His every move showed no sign of panic due to his earlier mistake.
"I'm sorry, I was in a car accident and became a vegetable for several years. My hands and feet are not very flexible and I sometimes have spasms. My hand was shaking just now. Mr. Luo, are you alright?" Shen Jingmo asked Luo Xiu with a half-smile.
Luo Xiu, who had just emerged from the shooting range, glared fiercely at Shen Jingmo: "Don't think I don't know you did this on purpose."
"If it were intentional, it could have hit the heart. Would President Luo still be alive to talk to me then?" Shen Jinmo asked with a smile.
His laughter was unpredictable and chilling.
Luo Xiu snorted coldly and slowly walked out of the shooting range to make room for the next person to go on.
Next up is Lu Zhiwei.
She picked out a handy pistol and stood outside the firing line.
Yuri walked gracefully towards the shooting range, still wearing that beautiful blue dress.
The governor was worried that his daughter would end up in the same situation as Luo Xiu, and repeatedly gave Lu Zhiwei instructions.
"Miss Lu, please don't hurt my daughter."
Lu Zhiwei nodded.
This is the governor's territory; if she really hurts Yuri even a hair on her head...
I'm afraid they won't be able to leave this governor's house.
Standing below the target, Yuri waved to Lu Zhiwei, her sweet voice coming from ten meters away: "You can shoot now, I'm ready, Miss Lu."
Lu Zhiwei gripped the pistol, calmed herself, and aimed at the bullseye.
Unbeknownst to Lu Zhiwei, the target had silently descended a few centimeters.
It went straight up to Yuri's scalp.
Lu Zhiwei, who was poised to fire, had already pulled the trigger.
Why is the target falling?
"It must be a problem with the elevator."
The servants watching from the sidelines shouted.
The governor immediately stood up.
My heart was in my throat.
If a bullet pierces his daughter's head, he will make everyone here pay for her death.
Yuri closed her eyes.
She was betting on Lu Zhiwei's abilities.
Her scalp was only one centimeter away from the bullseye.
If Lu Zhiwei deviates by even one centimeter, she's finished.
Bang--
The bullet whizzed past her head.
It landed on the first ring.
It was still more than ten centimeters away from Yuri's head.
She is safe and sound.
Lu Zhiwei put away her gun and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Sorry everyone, I messed up today, I came in last place."
Lu Zhiwei noticed the bullseye shift in the last second before shooting.
Without Yuri's prior instructions, no one would have dared to adjust the bullseye's rise and fall.
Yuri is also a cunning madwoman, just like Luo Xiu.
She's willing to risk her own life; if she really wants to win, she'll definitely shoot through the bullseye.
The bullet would graze her scalp.
She will also become the target of public criticism in this governor's mansion.
Luo Xiu believed that Lu Zhiwei's marksmanship could not possibly reach the first ring.
She must have lost because she was concerned about Yuri's safety.
As she said, she would never joke about life; human life is always more important to her than winning or losing.
He walked over to Lu Zhiwei and handed her a bottle of water: "You're still the same as before. When it comes to human life versus winning or losing, you always choose the former."
"Yes, that's the biggest difference between you and me."
Luo Xiu smiled and said, "I like your uniqueness. You can fill the gaps in my life."
Yuri, who was walking over from the shooting range, saw Luo Xiu talking to Lu Zhiwei with eyes full of affection.
His scheme had failed again, and his face was filled with frustration.
It was Luo Xiu's turn to go on stage last.
Just before going on stage, he smiled and said to Lu Zhiwei, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Lu Zhiwei smiled and silently stood below the target.
The target will be raised or lowered to above their head, depending on their height.
Lu Zhiwei was quite confident in Luo Xiu's marksmanship.
So she treated it as just going through the motions.
Luo Xiu raised his pistol, aimed the muzzle at the bullseye, and deftly pulled the trigger.
Bang--
The bullet was fired from the muzzle.
The powerful recoil made Luo Xiu's hand tremble.
The bullet's trajectory shifted significantly downwards.
"No... Zhizhi, get out of the way!"
Luo Xiu realized something was wrong, but it was too late.
Lu Zhiwei had enough faith in Luo Xiu's marksmanship, so she didn't focus her attention entirely on the direction Luo Xiu fired.
By the time she realized what was happening...
The bullet grazed her arm.
Luo Xiu and Shen Jinmo, who were ten meters away, did not have the chance to teleport to Lu Zhiwei's side in just a few seconds and help her avoid this danger.
Bright red blood flowed down his scraped arm.
Lu Zhiwei covered her bleeding arm to prevent further bleeding.
A sharp pain shot through her, causing her to bite her pale lips tightly.
Shen Jinmo was the first to reach Lu Zhiwei's side, and he picked her up in his arms, saying, "I'll take you to the hospital."
His brows were furrowed, and he looked angry and tense.
“We have a family doctor at home, I’ll go call him.” Yuri rushed over to help.
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