With Lin Xinghai closed his eyes to rest, the field instantly quiet down, no one dares to disturb each other at this time.

After all, it's about whether you can enter the top three shooting lists.

If because of their current disturbance, causing Lin Xinghai to play abnormally, no one dares to bear the anger of a sharpshooter.

So everyone can only stand on one side and wait quietly. Of course, there are exceptions. At this time, Zhang Meiling massages Lin Xinghai's arm before and after her busy work.

The rest of the people can be envied if they can get a few small scores.

But a few people can only envy, after all in the end of the world, this kind of thing who will learn ah!

Ten minutes soon arrived. Although it was not long, it was enough for Lin Xinghai to relax.

After moving her arm for a while, I found that Zhang Meiling's massage technique was still OK, and some of the acid swelling feeling in her arm had disappeared completely.

He nodded to Zhang Meiling, then picked up the Ripper rifle, listened to the countdown, and gradually entered the shooting state.

Standing on one side, Zhang Meiling saw Lin Xinghai's action. If it wasn't for the wrong atmosphere, she almost screamed with excitement.

She knew that she was courteous, and she was right.

Maybe a little help today can help her solve a big problem later.

Lin Xinghai listened to the countdown, and also glanced at the screen. What's new is that he has just refreshed. In addition, he also asks for awards, comments and five-star reviews. The list of new books is a comprehensive result.

If I can make it to the top 20, I will stay up late and code words for you.