He Has a Dragon

When Chen Chongmeng scored 8 points, not only the people on Chen Zhong's side cheered, but even the neutral people began to look at Wang Le gloatingly, wanting to see how this arrogant little boy could save the situation. (starting)

People are like this, they don't like others, Wang Le has been "making troubles" since the first day he entered the capital, making those big names in the circle of the capital's children come back one by one, making Wang Le, a foreign monk Not only water to drink, but also wine to drink.

Fame, money and beauties are all gained, and these gains are all slapped in the face of the younger generation. How can we not let those younger generations secretly envy and hate, after all, this is an era without saints, they are just ordinary people.

"Hehe, this guy is finally going to lose, let's see how rampant he is later!" Most of the onlookers had this kind of gloating idea, and today they are finally proud of Chen Chong's bravery for the younger circle, which is really cool It's incredible.

At this time, after seeing how powerful Chen Zhong is, the juniors belonging to the Mu family no longer expressed hope for Wang Le, but what people want is face. Even if they usually fight internally, they still have to Unanimously outside, stand firmly on Wang Le's side and cheer for him.

"Brother-in-law, I believe that since you dare to make this suggestion, you will definitely be able to defeat Chen Zhong. Isn't it just eight points? You win by one point more than him." Mu Xihu said encouragingly with eyes full of trust.

"Yes, Wang Le, we all believe that you can do it." The juniors of the same clan standing next to Mu Xihu said one after another.

Wang Le glanced at these people, nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Mu Xihu and said: "Brother-in-law has changed his mind now, I will give you the 20 million you will win later, and share it with everyone."

After finishing speaking, Wang Le didn't wait for the reaction of Mu Xihu and others, he turned around and left first, and walked to the shooting position.

"Sister, do you think brother-in-law will win?"

Mu Xifeng walked up to Mu Xiyan and asked hesitantly.

I saw Mu Xiyan glance at this cousin, and said with a smile: "Ever since I met him, my sister has never seen him suffer. If he doesn't trouble other people's families, it will be considered that the other family is blessed. Son, you know how he won this match."

Mu Xifeng looked at his cousin's indifferent face, and said these words with full confidence. His skeptical thoughts disappeared inexplicably, and he felt that something that would surprise people would happen next.

Sure enough, when Wang Le came to his place, he called the staff of the shooting range over, and he didn't know what he said.

I just looked at the staff member with a look of disbelief, then picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words.

Soon, another shooting range staff member came over with a sports shotgun and handed it to Wang Le.

Looking at such a scene, Chen Zhong couldn't help showing a strange and unexpected look on his face. He probably thought of what Wang Le was going to play.

After a while, Wang Le's eyes were covered with black cloth.

Looking at the darkness in front of him, Wang Le didn't activate the ability to destroy the magic eye, because today he wants to defeat the opponent with his spear skills that have been trained by the devil under the old guy and have been imprinted in the bones and blood!

It was warm and cold in early spring, and the cold wind from the north howled softly over the empty flying saucer shooting range. Suddenly, a string of white flying saucers flew out continuously into the mid-air amidst the sound of "shuttle, shuttle, shuttle".

"Bang, bang, bang"

I saw Wang Le, who was blindfolded, holding a sports shotgun in each of his left and right hands and shooting non-stop into the air.

Chen Zhong saw that none of the flying saucers in the air fell, and all of them were hit by Wang Le, his face became completely dull.

As a master of this way, Wang Le's left and right hands shoot at the same time, and he can do it so accurately while holding two guns. The feelings in my heart are beyond words. The only feeling is an unspeakable deep feeling. Frustrated, he didn't understand how the other party could achieve this level, even if he asked Chen Zhong to practice for another three to five years, he still couldn't reach this level.

Under the influence of life inertia, it is difficult for everyone's left and right hands to achieve such a balance, not to mention the higher requirements in such professional shooting, the difficulty can be imagined.

At this time, not only the experts like Chen Zhong and Mu Xifeng were completely stunned, but also the youngsters who didn't know how to shoot but only knew how to watch the fun.

"Ten hits, zero turnovers, score, ten points!"

The staff of the shooting range ran in front of everyone, their faces were full of excitement, and it was hard for them to report the scores. Just now, Chen Zhong's scores had already made him unbelievable, as if he had seen a ghost. Full marks, this is no longer a hell, but I have to yell loudly: "I've met the god of the gods!"

Just when the shooting range staff reported the score, Wang Le had already taken off the black cloth blindfolded, showing a satisfied smile, and secretly said: "The old guy's perverted devil training is really good enough. After so long, the young master's The marksmanship is still so accurate, when the time comes to Europa, you have to prepare some guns and ammunition, otherwise, it’s boring to use your bare hands every time.”

In a moment of thought, Wang Le looked at Chen Zhong who was standing in the distance, a little lost, and walked towards him.

"Aren't you frustrated?"

But when Wang Le came to Chen Zhong, he looked at him with a half-smile and asked.

Chen Zhong looked up at Wang Le, and asked without answering: "How did you do it?"

"If you live and die every day, you'll know how I can do it."

After Wang Le said this with a smile, he paused, took a deep look at Chen Zhong, and then continued: "Your marksmanship is indeed very accurate, but you will not understand until one day you are on the real battlefield. Practice will always replace you." No actual combat."

Immediately, Wang Le patted Chen Zhong on the shoulder and said: "Let's forget about today's matter, but let's not make an example. Of course, your 10 million must be willing to gamble and admit defeat."

Before Chen Chong could reply, Wang Le had already turned and left, trotting towards the direction where Mu Xiyan, Mu Xihu and others were.

"Brother-in-law, I knew you could win, but I never thought that you would win so beautifully. Great job!"

When Wang Le walked in front of everyone, Mu Xihu said excitedly.

As soon as the words were finished, Mu Xifeng approached him again, looking like a little fan meeting his idol and impatiently asking the same thing as Chen Zhong just now.

"Brother-in-law, your eyes are covered by a black cloth, how can you still get a full score, just like Xiao Li Feidao, without fail!"

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