afternoon
They arrived at the third layer of the simulated grassland.
Various shooting targets were set up on the field. They formed a circle around the field.
"I am the referee for this match," Long Jiu walked to the center, grinned foolishly at Qin Zhiluo, and said, "The schedule is as follows:"
100-meter shooting.
Shooting at 150 meters.
200-meter moving shooting.
A one-on-one chase.
"First place, Long Yi," Long Jiu said, his short, neat hair flying wildly in the wind. "Start the timer."
Long Yi quickly assembled the pistol, steadied himself, and fired at the target, "Bang bang bang..."
"97 rings, time 1 minute and 58 seconds," Long Jiu announced expressionlessly.
Next…
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Qin Zhiluo sat up and looked around; it seemed like it was almost her turn.
"Luo Luo is a sniper," Li Huangchen thought, imagining the scene of her blowing Jin Rencheng's head off. How cool was that?
Long Yanli felt that this was no challenge for the little girl. He wished he had increased the prize money so that she could have received more.
Wenjing wasn't a good shot, so she didn't participate.
Guandu found it interesting, so he accompanied Luoluo onto the stage.
"What's the prize this time?" Guan Du asked with a faint smile.
Long Jiu smiled,
One wish for the first place
Second place: weapon selection
The third-place prize is 5 million.
Qin Zhilu shook her head dejectedly and looked towards Guandu.
"Mingbai" Guandu took the stage first.
He assembled the pistol very casually, loaded it, and fired, "Bang bang bang!"
Long Jiu stared at the timer in his hand in shock, then regained his composure and said,
"96 rings, in one minute and fifty-eight seconds."
Junlin's eyes were deep and unfocused as he quietly observed everything about him.
"That's pretty cool," Li Huangchen raised an eyebrow and whistled at him.
"Du Ge is the best!" Wenjing blinked her beautiful fox-like eyes and made a heart shape with her hands towards the stage.
Fu Yiming leaned forward, blocking her view, and handed her a basket of strawberries with a blank expression.
"Young Master Fu, you're blocking my view of handsome men," Wenjing said casually to him, completely unconcerned.
"Am I not pretty?" Fu Yiming stared intently at her red lips.
Wenjing smiled casually and ate the strawberries in big bites.
They could all see that Qin Zhiluo wanted third place.
Qin Zhilu stood tall and straight, her neat high ponytail flying freely in the wind. She had changed into her training uniform, which accentuated her long legs.
She assembled the pistol in one swift motion, without any hesitation, and after a short wait, she began to fire. "Bang bang bang!" The bullets left the barrel at such a speed that they were fired before they could even hear the end of the shot.
Long Jiu scratched his head, looked at the target, and thought, "Madam is really awesome!!!"
"Nine perfect scores, one miss, 90 rings, time of one minute and fifty-eight seconds."
Long Yi lowered his head in shame. His wife waited a while to keep pace with him.
The crowd: Madam, please have mercy!!!
Fu Yiming gave her a deep look; the ten shots should have taken less than two seconds.
"You're so great, baby," Long Yanli patted her head and handed her freshly squeezed strawberry juice with eyes full of affection.
Wenjing gave her a thumbs-up, saying "Awesome!"
"Are all the people in Yundu this capable?" Li Huangchen asked sincerely.
"Not bad, basic stuff," Guandu leaned lazily against Junlin.
In the next two matches, Guandu remained in second place, while Qinzhiluo remained in third.
"The individual pursuit battle is quite interesting," Qin Zhilu blinked, looking very excited.
"Starting tonight," Long Yanli's lips slowly curved into a smile, which reached his deep eyes.
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