Bai Zhibin didn't expect that Song Ye would agree so readily. Seeing that she couldn't wait to go to get the gun, he pouted.

Can you eat when you look good? I didn't dare to play just now.

"Song Ye, you don't need to pay attention to him, Bai Zhibin always knows how to play rascals, you, why don't you let them go." Hao Tian frowned, very worried. Although she didn't say it, she was probably the same as Bai Zhibin in thinking that Song Ye couldn't use a gun, otherwise she would have played the game just now.

The words were not spoken, but the meaning was already obvious.

Song Ye took off the white jacket and handed it to her, wearing only a simple white T-shirt, revealing her slender and fair arms. When she stood in front of the shooting stand, the eyes of the audience couldn't help but move to her.

He is still in white clothes and white trousers. He is 1.7 meters tall, and has a slender and slender figure. With that delicate and handsome face, it is an excellent scenery to stop anywhere.

"Haha, no amount of preparation is useless." Bai Zhibin also stood at the firing point and reloaded the magazine.

Seeing that this match was inevitable, Wang Qianqian frowned at the side, quietly lowered her voice and asked Xu Zihang, "Xu Shao, do you need me to inform my dad, Song Ye she..." No matter how powerful, this gun thing is still too reluctant after all. Wang Qianqian could see that Song Ye was bound to win against Yaoshi. If she lost the game later, she was afraid of another conflict between the two sides.

But Xu Zihang put his hands around his chest and leaned aside. Hearing the words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Don't worry, now is the time for a good show to start."

What's the meaning? Wang Qianqian was stunned for a moment and looked sideways, only to find that the teenagers were all smiling with interest.

Is it...

Over there, on the shooting platform, both sides had already loaded the magazines. At this time, Bai Zhibin took the lead and fired the first shot. While the target was still there, he fired several shots in a row, and finally slowed down. Speeding up, he stole a glance at the next door.

However, Song Yecai slowly raised his arm, holding a gun in one hand, without even a support, with the other hand in his trouser pocket, straightening his waist, looking handsome.

"Hmph, what a handsome man, I'll be shaken off my hands later, you'll look good." Bai Zhibin muttered, took a look at Song Ye's delicate face, and concentrated on preparing to fire the last few shots.

At this moment, there was a continuous gunshot coming from his ears. He subconsciously stopped pulling the trigger and turned his head to look.

He saw that the bullets in Song Ye's hand flew out one by one without the slightest pause, while the slender arm holding the pistol did not move at all under the powerful recoil, and the cold face , has long been full of cold murderous aura.

A person's breath can change in the blink of an eye. This is something Bai Zhibin has never felt before. Even during the fight just now, Song Ye's expression was cold and calm, but the moment he shot, Although the gun was not pointed at him, it still made people feel frightened.

After ten shots were fired in a row, in less than ten seconds, when Song Ye put down his hand, everyone could only recall the sound of gunfire in their ears.

However, Bai Zhibin still had three shots left. After being reminded by the youth behind him, he hurriedly regained his senses and made up his mind to continue shooting. For some reason, his originally unnerved emotions were faintly mobilized.

After both parties put down their guns, it was still Bai Zhibin's screen that lit up first, with eighty-six rings.

"Good job, Master Bai, you have already broken your own record, and you will definitely beat this little white face."

"Yes, no matter how good the posture is, it's a pretense. The score of the eighty-sixth ring cannot be achieved by anyone."

...

Being praised by the crowd, Bai Zhibin was quite taken advantage of, but he was still a little worried, the look in Song Ye's eyes just now...

Suddenly, the screen above Song Ye's head lit up, and a huge and eye-catching number was reflected on it.

"Impossible, Hundred Rings, is he a monster, how is it possible?" Behind him, the young people exclaimed first, staring at the screen, unable to believe it for a long time.

Bai Zhibin looked up and saw that the word "100" stood out, with a golden circle on it, and the system began to broadcast, "Congratulations to this guest, you have achieved a perfect score and become a fifty-meter The record holder for the target."

The sound that surrounded his ears made Bai Zhibin lose his mind. He took a few steps back before falling down on the sofa. After a while, he saw the target move. On the target belonging to Song Ye, there was actually a There is only one bullet hole.

"One bullet hole? No, the system made a mistake. How could there be only one bullet hole in ten shots, let your manager come out." Bai Zhibin suddenly cheered up, angrily yelling at the waiter beside him, clamoring to see him The manager of the shooting range.

And before the waiter went out, he saw that the manager had already entered the field in the elevator. After hurriedly entering the shooting range, he hurriedly walked over to the target of the 100 ring, and asked excitedly, "May I ask this? Who hit it?"

As soon as Song Ye raised his head, he heard Bai Zhibin hurriedly pointing at her, "It's him. Manager, you're having a good time, look at what broken system you've built here, how can you make such a big mistake, how can you let us come over and play in the future? "

When the manager turned around and saw that he was a frequent visitor here, he subconsciously showed a smile, "Master Bai, our equipment here is tested every day, how could something go wrong? Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding?" When Bai Zhibin heard it, he rushed over in anger, pointed at the target in front of him, and said, "There is only one bullet hole, but you reported a hundred rings on it. This is not a mistake."

"It turned out to be this." The manager suddenly came to his senses, and explained to Bai Zhibin with a smile: "Bai Shao, you misunderstood, just now this gentleman fired ten shots and ten rings, just because they were all in one place. There is only one bullet hole left. You can see that the bullet holes above have all been shot through. This gentleman's marksmanship is really amazing."

The manager's explanation and admiration once again caused Bai Zhibin and the young people behind him to fall into consternation, staring blankly at the target with only one bullet hole, unable to recover for a long time.

Until the two girls present collectively clapped excitedly, "You are so handsome, Song Ye, you are really amazing." Wang Qianqian and Hao Tian really admire Song Ye, in their eyes, Song Ye seems to have already became omnipotent.

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