Ye Mohan's eyes cut across Huang Ke like ice knives.

Huang Ke was almost annoyed to death, why did she believe those two idiots?

A good plan was made like this by those two idiots.

He was so embarrassed by this pot that he was too embarrassed to take the initiative to apologize to Ye Mohan.

But at this time, Mu Jundi and Qin Nuan also participated in the competition.

The two of them were obviously aiming at messing with Xia Jinmian.

Huang Ke wants to die!

Shooting range competitions are held almost every day. Participation is voluntary, as long as you sign up, you can compete.

Therefore, Huang Ke's game can no longer end at this moment.

It took him a long time to slowly move to Ye Mohan's side, and whispered: "Han, I know I was wrong, women are too difficult to control, and I fell into the hands of women again, will you understand me?"

Ye Mohan's eyes were like Ling Chi Huangke's, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Give it to me, get out!"

Huang Ke I's famous name is gone now, no matter how much he doesn't like Xia Jinmian, he won't call so many noble ladies to laugh at her.

"Okay, I'll get out." Huang Ke could only slip away.

Game start.

Participants choose a firearm each.

Except for Xia Jinmian and Mu Jundi who were holding pistols, the other three were holding very steady rifles.

Due to the different guns in hand, the distance to the target has also been adjusted.

Xia Jinmian and Mu Jundi's goal is 50 meters.

The goal of the other three is 100 meters.

It's not that the short distance is an advantage, because the effective range of the pistol is only 50 meters, while the effective range of the rifle is 400 meters.

So if it is said to take advantage, it is also the person with the rifle who has taken advantage.

The five people stood in the prescribed positions.

Next to Xia Jinmian was Mu Junti.

The bull's-eyes of the two are together, and this is also Mu Jundi's intention. She just wants to kill Xia Jinmian at the moment.

"Xia Jinmian, you'd better keep your eyes wide open to see the gap between us. Ye Mohan's side is for those who are capable!"

Xia Jinmian sneered, thinking Mu Junti was funny.

Who cares about staying by Ye Mohan's side?

I'm afraid Mu Jundi is rare.

"Although I don't care about being with Ye Mohan, I don't want a woman like you to harm my aunt's son, so I will let you see clearly the gap between us."

"Oh, you're not ashamed! Xia Jinmian, I've warned you many times, Ye Mohan was my first favorite."

"I know very well that you have taken a fancy to Ye Mohan. If you have the ability, marry him. If you don't have the ability to beep in front of me? I don't have the ability to make him marry you."

Mu Junti took a deep breath, and Xia Jinmian exploded with anger.

Such a poisonous tongue always made her think of that person.

Ever since that person broke her secret, he has never given her a good face, and has always been very poisonous to her.

In the distance, the referee shouted:

"Ladies, please prepare. Eight bullets make up a round. There are three rounds in total. Each round is worth three minutes. The final score is ranked by the sum of the rings."

"Now, the timer—begin!"

Immediately, gunshots rang out in the arena.

Outside the arena, the girls gathered around and looked at the screen curiously.

The screen will automatically count and rank in real time.

Almost as soon as the referee's voice fell, Mu Junti had already fired eight consecutive bullets.

Ranked number one is Mujunti.

The ladies in the audience immediately cheered excitedly!

"Mujundi is still the legendary Mujundi, my idol is too good!"

"Eight bullets all hit hearts!! Without shaking your hands! My God!"

"Hahaha, look at Xia Jinmian, the last one!"

"Has she not started yet, or is it over? Didn't eight bullets hit the target?"

"It's impossible for her country bumpkin to hit the target hahahaha?"

"..."