With such an orientation in his heart, he even glanced at the ceiling erratically.

In fact, they already have their own unspoken rules.

Only when the strong man trainer shoots, the upper lens will focus the beam on the top of the match.

So, as long as it is not a real sharpshooter who comes here to shoot, absolutely no one can hit the match in front.

At this time, Bai Zhou had already put on ear protection, raised his pistol with both hands, and aimed carefully.

Bai Zhou took aim and aim, and it took a long time.

Even the coaches and staff are getting impatient.

The strong man asked:

"Are you still shooting?"

Bai Zhou looked back at him and nodded:

"I'm aiming."

"Okay, you take aim."

Of course, the waiting crowd in the back has long been impatient, and some people have already cursed:

"Hey! Are you still going to shoot? Can the ink be removed?"

"Yes! So many of us are still waiting!"

"Hurry up, a big man is moaning and holding his breath!"

"..."

The surrounding noise is getting louder and louder.

But neither the coach nor the staff made a sound to stop it.

At this time, Bai Zhou found the gun in his hand.

He turned his head and showed a sunny smile to the coach.

Just when the coach thought Bai Zhou was about to give up.

Bai Zhou, who was still smiling at him, suddenly raised the gun with his left hand.

"Bang!" A shot rang out.

The fire flashed, and the bullet flew out in an instant.

A moment later, the entire room was silent.

Because it was displayed on the big screen, the second match was lit!

"Fuck!!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and the whole crowd was instantly ignited like a match.

"Hit me!"

"Can it really hit?! My God! Isn't this too powerful?!"

The group of people looked at Bai Zhou with shocking eyes, then turned to look at the coach again:

"Is it really possible to hit according to what the coach taught?! Isn't this fucking amazing?!"

But at this time, the most astonished person was the staff who came in with Bai Zhou.

But he knew that Bai Zhou didn't hear what the coach said at all.

A bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart, and a swipe of cold sweat fell from the staff member's forehead.

The coach was also confused at this time.

He looked at Bai Zhou with his mouth wide open, never thinking that this person would actually light a match with a random shot?

"Is it fooled?"

It was the only thought in his mind.

At this time, the crowd has become impetuous:

"I'll try!"

"I'll come first! I also listened to the lesson the coach gave just now!"

"Give me a try!!"

"..."

The enthusiasm of the surrounding crowd intensified.

In fact, Bai Zhou's heart was a little surging.

And the random shot I made just now told Bai Zhou that my special physique was activated successfully!

That is to say, he has become the "sharp shooter who can be taught as soon as he is taught!"

At this time, Bai Zhou did not put down the pistol, but raised it directly:

"Bang!" Another shot rang out.

The surrounding crowd fell silent for a moment under the sound of the gunshot.

Subsequently.

"Snapped!"

A magnifying glass fell straight from above and shattered.

Only then did Bai Zhou put down the gun in his hand, shook his head innocently and said:

"Sorry, it went off fire."

Bai Zhou's expression looked very innocent.

But at this time, not only the cold sweat of the staff stayed, but also the cold sweat of the coach:

"broken!"

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