Chapter 582

With the flying saucer in the air, Wei Lang raised his hand to shoot at the first time.

But Li Qiao was faster than him. After a few shots, everything was calm.

Wei Lang also shot, but he only hit the fragments of the UFO.

At the scene, except for the sound of the wind, no other movement was heard.

This kind of competition is rare.

Miss Li eliminated the most powerful nine shooters in the second Hall in the least time.

In fact, after the second round, the result was obvious.

No matter how many UFOs or how fast they hit, no one can beat Li Qiao.

In the end, there were 23 flying saucers and Li Qiao hit 12.

More than half of the proportion, no suspense winner.

As the leader of the second hall, Wei Lang didn't look decadent though he failed.

He was even very excited and wanted to compete with Li Qiao.

At this moment, Li Qiao put the gun on the table, rubbed her wrist, and looked at Wei Lang with an excited face, "master Wei, accept."

"Dare not, dare not, I'm willing to give up." Wei Lang asked someone to replace the Beretta 92F on the table and caught Li Qiao rubbing her wrist. He asked: "Miss Li, do you want to have a rest?"

Li Qiao takes a look at Shang Yu not far away. The man in the sun is gentle and stands tall. She has no time to say that the man has driven his long legs.

He came to Li Qiao's front, pulled up her wrist and gently kneaded it in his palm. In a moment, he helped her massage the tiger's mouth. "Tired?"

Li Qiao stretched her fingers and said with a smile, "it's OK."

She hasn't played shooting for a long time. Although her technique doesn't regress, Beretta's recoil still numbs her hands.

Li Qiao looks at Shang Yu's action with low eyes and feels that she has become delicate.

In the past, when she joined the battle with a submachine gun, her shoulders were worn out of blood, and she didn't feel anything.

But in front of him, and very satisfied with such care.

The members who watched the battle were forced to take a mouthful of dog food.

At this time, Zhuifeng leaned against the shoulder of Wangyue, his legs trembled like a stroke, and he was a little unsteady.

He thought that he was not afraid to go to Li Qiao. Fortunately, she didn't have a gun on her at that time. Otherwise, his grave grass would have blossomed?!

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Five minutes later, the fixed target assessment begins.

This level is much simpler. Only once, ten people stand in the shooting position, aim at the target, and the one with the highest score wins.

The name of Wei Lang's ten guns and hundred rings also came from this.

Because he can basically hit the heart with his gun.

The Beretta 92F on the table has been replaced by an improved desert eagle with a capacity of 10 bullets.

Li Qiao slowly returns to the shooting range, Wei Lang is still in her next door position, while the other eight members have changed to another group of shooting experts.

Wei Lang checks the cartridge clip, and then looks at Li Qiao's action of hanging a gun on her side with one hand. How can you see that she doesn't pay attention.

His eyes lit up, "Miss Li, let's start?"

Li Qiao adjusted her posture and nodded in response, "well, let's go."

With Wei Lang's order, the deafening gunfire broke out in the valley.

In addition to Li Qiao, the other nine people all aimed at the gun target in front, continuously shooting.

It's true that Wei Lang's ten guns and a hundred rings are not a false name.

On the target 20 meters away, Wei Lang hit the 10th ring.

Everyone has fired ten rounds, but Li Qiao hasn't started yet.

After the gunshot, everyone's eyes also focused on her.

Under the sunny day, Li Qiao's eyes calmly look at the bull's-eye in front of her. No one knows what she is looking at or what she is waiting for.

The results of Weilang Baihuan have come out.

This game may fulfill what he just said. As long as Li Qiao can play a hundred rings, then even if she wins.

There seems to be no suspense about the outcome.

But Li Qiao's delay in shooting makes people wonder if she has no confidence?

A minute passed, and the waiting time was very long.

Wei Lang is very puzzled, the corner of mouth wriggles, then attempts to inquire: "Miss Li......"

The sound of gunfire broke out before the words came out.

Li Qiao side body, single handed gun, index finger pull the trigger, fast and accurate.

She shot ten rounds in less than ten seconds.

All along, she didn't even blink.

Soon, the target was taken back.

Weilang Baihuan, and three other members are also the achievements of Baihuan, and the others are not bad, with an average of more than 905.

Then, everyone's eyes fixed on Li Qiao's target.

The best result is nothing but Baihuan.

Then, someone sent out a soul torture, "I clearly saw Miss Li fired ten shots, how the bull's-eye has only one hole?""What do you mean? All the other nine shots missed? "

"I don't think so. If you look carefully, there is really only one, and It's bigger than the bullet hole of the hall leader. "

More and more people came close to thousands of gun targets to observe carefully.

Wei Lang is incredible to pull apart the members around him, after three seconds of concentration, the expression on his face is difficult to tolerate.

"Li, Miss Li, your ten guns All through the same bullet hole? "

At this time, Li Qiao is frowning and throwing the improved version of desert eagle on the table. The broken gun is not easy to use at all.

But hears Wei Lang's words, she carelessly replies: "possibly."

Wei Lang touched the bullet hole, looked back at Li Qiao, silently compared the thumb.

Shooting is different from other events, a little external fluctuations may affect the shooting results.

Such as light, such as wind, even a small moth, may make the trajectory of the bullet deviate.

But Li Qiao could ignore the influence of all external factors and let ten bullets through the same trajectory with super fast combo.

Even Wei Lang can't guarantee such accuracy.

He looked at the target, swallowed his throat, turned to Shangyu, nodded to report, "hall leader, Miss Li passed the first examination."

And yes, no suspense.

Shang Yu curved his thin lips without changing his face. He crossed Wei Lang's body and said indifferently, "it's time for the people of Er Tang to take exercise."

Wei Lang

Don't you feel bad about that, master?

Those who participated in the examination were all the top shooters in the second Hall. It was not too much to be one against ten.

Why don't you see how abnormal Miss Li's ability is?

How old is she? How young is she? She has such good skills. I don't know if she's trained in the wolf's den?

Wei Lang stood in the same place and began to think about life. Suddenly, his shoulder sank and he Chen was seen. He quickly called, "brother Chen."

He Chen patted him on the shoulder and nuzui in the direction of Li Qiao, "it's OK. Don't lose heart. I'm used to being abused by her."

Wei Lang

Thank you for being stimulated.

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