Chapter 153

"Yes, I'm going to register now." Gao Lin looks happy. Every time he competes, the shooting range will draw 15% of the color head as a commission. The more money he has, the more commission he will draw from the shooting range.

"Wait a minute." A cold voice suddenly rang out in the field.

Everyone's eyes looked at the source of the voice. They were standing in the silent cloud. At this time, they spoke slowly with a lazy look.

"Damn it! That's a beautiful voice

"This woman is too rebellious! Not only are people so beautiful, but their voices are so beautiful! "

"Why am I a woman? I think she is so beautiful! Did I bend? "

"Goddess! May I have your number, please

With the sound around, Mo Yueze also looked at Xiang yunweiyang unexpectedly, "what's the matter, miss?"

Yun Weiyang glanced at him lightly. "Since it's playing, does Mr. Mo dare to play a big one with me?"

Mo Yueze smell speech, the eye bottom skims a touch of ridicule, smile way: "how do you want to play?"

On Yun Weiyang's calm face, she suddenly raised a light smile. Originally, she had been standing there quietly without any expression on her face, which was enough to turn all living beings upside down. At this time, this just right light smile immediately aroused a large amount of hormones around.

A group of men stare at Yun Weiyang excitedly, hoping to go up and hold Yun Weiyang's little hand and take care of the beauty.

"It's no fun just to take the lottery. Let's play a simple game, ten million and one game, Mr. mo Dare you play? " Cloud not center lip angle tiny hook, voice not light not heavy way.

Mo Yueze's face suddenly turned black. After living in the imperial capital for so long, it was the first time that he saw someone who dared to talk to him like this. He was really a fearless ignorant man.

Mo Yue Ze sneered, "well, I haven't compared shooting skills with others for a long time, but when I lose, don't say I bully people."

Yunweiyang pick pick eyebrow, "willing to gamble to admit defeat."

Mo Yue Ze gave a cold smile and immediately turned to look at Gao Lin, "Lao Gao, don't you go to prepare?" Gao Lin was scared out in a cold sweat by Yun Weiyang's words. It was a big game. He knew Mo Yueze's shooting skills. Although he was far worse than his master, no one was his opponent in this game. Such a weak woman

… Can you really win?

I'm afraid it's impossible.

However, the situation has become like this. It's hard for Gao Lin to say anything. After all, no matter what the result is, he is not bad for the shooting range. It's just that the more it gets worse, the more it involves an Ruoxi. Gao Lin is also afraid of an accident. When he arranges the match, he also sends someone to report to an Xun.

In a few minutes, the game is ready.

The game that was going on was suspended because of this. After Gao Lin announced the rules, he asked his men to equip them.

After the equipment came up, neither of them moved.

Mo Yueze smiles at Yun Weiyang, but the smile doesn't reach the bottom of his eyes. "Miss Yun, this gun is not for fun. Don't even hold the gun. I won't win."

According to the rules of the competition, both sides have to register in advance. Mo Yueze knows the name of Yun Weiyang, but there is no pressure.

There is not a family named Yun in the imperial capital. Although he doesn't know how Yun Weiyang got to know an Ruoxi, he doesn't have to worry about anything as long as it's not a big family.

Yun Weiyang glances at him faintly and doesn't say anything. Mo Yueze thinks that she is photographed by her own momentum and doesn't say anything. She quickly assembles the pistol and then loads the bullet. The whole process is like flowing water. At a glance, she knows that she is an expert.

Mo Yueze assembled, a face of proud pick eyebrow: "gun inspection finished, no problem, Miss Yun, please."

At the moment, all the people were worried about death.

If yunweiyang can't even assemble his gun well, what qualification can he have to compete with Mo Yueze? Not only do the melon eaters express great pressure, but an Ruoxi, who stands in front of the crowd, stares at Yun Weiyang nervously. Although she subconsciously believes in Yun Weiyang, guns are prohibited in China. Ordinary people don't even have a chance to touch guns. Her master

Do you really know how to shoot?

The next second, yunweiyang raised his hand, acting like lightning, skillfully assembled the gun.

The whole scene was silent. All I heard was the "brushing" sound of the impact of various parts of the guns. Before the onlookers could react, they put on the recoil spring, the marathon sleeve, the magazine and the insurance

In just a few seconds, a complete pistol was assembled without any mistakes!

This operation is against the sky!

"Master! Love you! You are the best An Ruoxi's shout of ecstasy suddenly rang out outside the court.

Then, other people like to be turned on the switch in general, have blood boiling staring at Yun Weiyang.Inside, Mo Yueze looks at Xiang yunweiyang with a very ugly face. He thought that Yun Weiyang was a weak woman who could not even hold a gun, but he really underestimated this woman.

However, the shooting method is not just faster than who assembles the gun. Hum, when the competition really starts, how can she be arrogant!

Mo Yueze snorted coldly, put on the sound proof earphone, looked at the bull's-eye at the given distance, and pulled the trigger with his fingers. After a burst of gunfire, Mo Yueze's achievements were displayed on the electronic counter.

"Damn it! 7 guns, 10 rings, 3 guns, 9 rings! It's really amazing Mo Yueze people here, in order to find the field, immediately flattered.

This achievement is really very good. I'm afraid I can't even play the ninth ring without any foundation.

An Ruoxi frowned and looked at the counter. The counter was broken. Otherwise, how could Mo Yueze, a scum, get such a good result!

Mo Yueze is also very satisfied with his performance. Today, he is in good condition. In addition, he wants to earn some performance in front of anruoxi, which can be regarded as extraordinary performance. Few people in the circle can beat him.

Mo Yueze glanced at Yun Weiyang triumphantly and said, "Miss Yun, it's your turn."

The outside talk stopped immediately, and everyone's eyes were staring at Yun Weiyang. With Yun Weiyang's face alone, even if she lost, everyone would not feel ashamed of her. After all, a good-looking person can do anything, and can't accept her. This age of looking at faces