The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Under everyone's attention, Ye Zhibing finally pulled the trigger.

boom……

The projectile is pushed out of the muzzle by the compressed gas, and spins towards the target paper.

"Did you hit the bull's-eye? I have poor eyesight and my vision is blurry."

"Let me see...no, almost."

"How much is the difference?"

"Just an inch."

"It's a pity. I have to pay the boss 1000 yuan for this. Be good."

"Yeah, 1000 yuan, I can't earn that much money in a month, and he lost it with a single shot."

……

After the boss confirmed the result, he immediately smiled.

Come on, there are so many sharpshooters, catch one at a time.

Now someone slaps a swollen face to pretend to be a fat man, and gives himself money, so happy.

The boss looked at Ye Zhibing with a smile, "Brother, you missed the shot, should you give me 1000 yuan?"

Ye Zhibing put down his air gun, turned his head and said with a smile, "I'm willing to bet, just wait."

After speaking, Ye Zhibing took out his wallet from his pocket, counted ten hundred-yuan bills and handed them to the boss.

The boss was worried, and took the hundred-yuan bills to the sun to check them one by one, and it turned out that they were all real bills.

It's a windfall, the boss is very happy, and he is very polite to Ye Zhibing.

"Brother, have you had lunch yet? Let's have dinner together, I'll treat you."

The boss's plan is to earn so much money, to show off his generosity in front of everyone, and to attract more customers.

Ye Zhibing shook his head, "You're welcome. By the way, boss, let's play another game. The rules are the same. If I hit the bull's-eye, you give me 1000 yuan. If I miss the bull's-eye, I give you 2000 yuan." .Do you want to do it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Does this kid have a mine at home?Too much money to spend, right?

The boss hesitated.

Now that I have 1000 yuan in hand, it is really in my hand.

If you bet on this young man, you will get 3000 yuan if you win, and you will get neither profit nor loss if you lose.

Is this promise or not?

The boss scratched the back of his head.

The man who shot very accurately just now saw Ye Zhibing being so generous and courageous, so he said to the boss: "Boss, you will get three thousand if you win, and you will not pay if you lose. Why are you so timid?"

Everyone also echoed: "Yes, this brother is so right. Boss, you are an empty-handed wolf, and you don't lose if you lose."

Under the booing of everyone, the boss decided to take a gamble and stomped his feet, "Okay, I bet. Brother, it's agreed, if you hit a hit, I will give you one thousand, if you miss, give me another two thousand." .”

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly and said, "That's right, that's how it is."

"Okay, you can fight."

Ye Zhibing turned around and picked up the air gun, aiming at the target paper in the distance.

Everyone watched with bated breath, this gun was worth 2000 yuan.

In this small town in the mountainous area, earning 1000 yuan a month is regarded as a good salary. This person gambled on his family's two months' wages with one shot, which was really burning his pockets.

Ye Zhibing glanced at it for a while, and under the gaze of everyone, he pulled the trigger again.

The projectile flew out rapidly again and hit the target paper.

"Wow, it's almost there again, this young man has paid blood this time!"

"You are young, you will not cry when you see the coffin!"

"Hey, people have money to lose, do you have it? Look at the grade of cigarettes you smoke, right? Two yuan a pack?"

……

The boss smiled from ear to ear, and made 3000 yuan in such a short while. How long did it take to make such a lot of money in the past?

Now I am smoking from my ancestral grave, and I have made a fortune.

"Brother, you lost, give me the money."

The boss smiled and stretched out his palm to Ye Zhibing, spread it out in front of Ye Zhibing, and waited for Ye Zhibing to take out the money.

Ye Zhibing put down his gun and smiled at everyone, "Sorry, I made everyone laugh."

Then, he readily took out his wallet, and took out another twenty hundred-yuan bills and handed them to the boss.

"Boss, please order, is the amount right?"

The boss took the banknote pretending to be generous, without looking at it, and said with a smile: "Brother, I trust you, there is no need to order."

His heart was full of joy, wishing that this young man would commit some stupidity a few more times so that he could get a little more money.

The man with good marksmanship looked at Ye Zhibing with a sympathetic look on his face. He felt that he shouldn't have encouraged the boss to accept Ye Zhibing's bet, which caused Ye Zhibing to bleed profusely.

Ye Zhibing shouted at the crowd: "Do you still want to watch me shoot?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Will this "fool" continue to be stupid?
However, it's not that they lose money, there's something exciting to watch, what's so bad about it?

So everyone shouted, "I want to see it!"

When everyone's voices quieted down, Ye Zhibing asked the boss who hadn't closed his mouth yet, "Boss, how about another bet? The rules are the same. If I hit the bull's-eye, you give me 3000 yuan. If I hit If you miss the target, I will give you 6000 yuan."

The boss agreed without hesitation, "Okay!"

He calculated in his mind that if he wins this one, he can earn 9000 yuan, almost becoming a "ten thousand yuan household". What a beautiful day!

The man with good marksmanship couldn't bear it, but he didn't know Ye Zhibing, so it was hard to persuade him, so he walked a little closer and whispered to Ye Zhibing: "Brother, the ballistic of this gun is a bit low, you should shoot it a little bit. Lift up a little."

Ye Zhibing turned his face and smiled and thanked the man: "Thank you brother for your guidance."

"You're welcome." The man smiled honestly.

Ye Zhibing took up his gun again and carefully aimed at the target in front of him, feeling very confident.

He fired twice just now to test the ballistic law of this gun.

After two tests, he had a bottom line in his mind.

The key to shooting is three points and one line, plus repairing the gun's ballistic error, he patiently calculated the shooting position that should be there.

Everyone stared intently at Ye Zhibing's muzzle, and those who knew what to do and those who didn't know how to do so all expressed their opinions in a low voice.

Some think the muzzle should be lower, while others think it should be higher.

The man with good marksmanship was worried that Ye Zhibing would be affected by the crowd's noise, so he yelled at the crowd: "Stop making noise, or you will be responsible."

With such a voice, everyone fell silent. They were worried that the young man would use them as an excuse if he lost.

Everyone quietly watched him shoot the gun, if he can't hit it, it's not everyone's fault, right?
The boss is very calm, waiting to collect the money.

This gun is no different than a normal gun, he has tampered with it, otherwise he would have to cry if someone who had been a soldier came to play balloons.

No, the young man fired two shots, but both missed, and the third shot was probably going to fly.

As for him, just wait for the money to make a fortune.

Ye Zhibing took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, stared at the bull's-eye of the target paper ahead, and pulled the trigger.

Bang, there was a gunshot, and everyone immediately looked at the target paper.

"Did you hit it?"

Unseen people in the back of the crowd asked anxiously the people in the front row.