After crossing, I bound the Shenhao system

Snapped!

Immediately after the gunshot, the result of the gunshot appeared on the monitor——

ten rings.

Zhang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and looked at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan gave him a thumbs up, then stood in front of the shooting platform again, raised his hand and shot.

Ten rings!

Then, like Zhang Ling, Lu Yuan also smiled at him.

'Laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh! '

Seeing this, Zhang Ling's eyes flashed with gloom, and he didn't even have the mood to return an expression. He turned his head, adjusted his breathing, and fired the second shot.

Snapped!

Ten rings!

A smile appeared on Zhang Ling's face again, and just as he was about to signal to Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan was already standing in front of the stage, raising his gun.

then--

Snapped!

Ten rings!

From when Lu Yuan raised the gun to when he finally pulled the trigger, there was not even three seconds.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling subconsciously took a deep breath, feeling the sudden pressure.

He came to the shooting platform, held the gun in both hands, and looked straight ahead, trying to calm down his emotions.

He knew that because Lu Yuan hit the tenth ring three times in a row, and he acted so easily, he had already been disturbed.

but,

Although his rationality told him to put aside distracting thoughts and concentrate on shooting the gun, the moment he fired the gun, his breathing still involuntarily increased, causing slight changes in the movement of his hands.

"Oops!"

Zhang Ling thought something was wrong in his heart.

But at this moment, he had already pulled the trigger, and it was too late to regret it.

Snapped!

Nine rings!

Looking at the results on the monitor, Zhang Ling's heart sank suddenly.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that he thought that he would meet Lu Yuan's mocking eyes when he made a mistake this time, but when he turned his head, he saw that Lu Yuan didn't even look at him, and immediately raised his pistol again and started a new one. Shooting rounds, the most important thing is that this time it is still ten rings!

Seeing Lu Yuan let himself shoot again with a faint smile as before, Zhang Ling's nostrils fluttered suddenly, and there was a bit of embarrassment in his eyes.

In his opinion, Lu Yuan is using this 'ignoring' attitude to humiliate himself.

He snorted coldly, picked up the pistol again, looked firmly at the bull's-eye, and fired decisively!

Snapped!

Ten rings!

Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and just as a smile appeared on his face, he heard another soft 'pop' sound in his ear.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw that Lu Yuan had finished shooting lightly again.

And the results are as stable as the previous few shots, still ten rings! 5

Seeing that Lu Yuan motioned for himself to shoot again, Zhang Ling felt a little unsteady.

So far, Lu Yuan has hit the tenth ring with five shots in a row. The most important thing is that the ease shown shows that Lu Yuan's marksmanship level is far beyond his imagination.

"Why did I get fooled by lard just now and insisted on competing with Lu Yuan in marksmanship? Even if it was a comparison, Han Jingdu came out to persuade me not to play so big. Why did I agree to Lu Yuan's request for a bet of 400 million?" '

At this moment, although the result of the game has not yet been determined, Zhang Ling's heart is full of regrets.

And under the influence of this emotion, his shot naturally made a mistake——

When he shot, he let go of his hand, and the bullet missed the target.

Zero Ring!

Looking at the results on the monitor, Zhang Ling waved his hand vigorously, his face full of annoyance

For him, such a thing as missing the target is unthinkable.

Since he started learning how to shoot, he missed the target a handful of times. He never expected that he would make such a low-level mistake at the critical moment of the competition with Lu Yuan.

'and many more! '

Seeing Lu Yuan walking towards the shooting platform again, Zhang Ling suddenly thought of something: "If, if Lu Yuan's shot is still ten rings, then even if my next two shots are all ten rings, it will not help." '

At this time, Lu Yuan had hit the tenth ring five times in a row, with a total score of 50. If this shot hits the tenth ring again, the total score would be 60.

Because of Zhang Ling's mistake in this shot, the total score of five shots was 39. Even if the last two shots scored ten rings, it was only 59.

Thinking of this, he looked at Lu Yuan with nervousness in his eyes, and felt his heart beat faster.

In fact, he doesn't value the Lamborghini Urus worth 400 million, what he cares about is his own face!

Because he was the one who proposed the competition, he was the one who proposed to increase the lottery, and he was the one who refused other people's persuasion...

If he still loses to Lu Yuan under such circumstances, once the news gets out, will he still have the face of being the number one young man in Hangzhou?

Because of this, he was extremely nervous at this moment.

"Mistake!"

"Mistake!"

"Mistake!"

Zhang Ling stared at Lu Yuan closely, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice, as if this could make Lu Yuan perform abnormally.

Seeing Zhang Ling's attitude of not being able to lose, the instructor standing beside him couldn't help showing a look of disdain——

He had also met his friend Qiu Lei a few times before. Although he felt that his character was a bit arrogant, the rest was fine. After all, he was a top rich second generation. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with looking down on ordinary people.

But now, seeing Zhang Ling like this, he is very disdainful.

It's really embarrassing to be able to afford it but not to let it go.

Zhang Ling naturally didn't know that his muttering was heard by the instructor behind him, but at this moment he couldn't care about anything else, and all his mind was focused on Lu Yuan.

He saw Lu Yuan come to the shooting platform calmly, spread his feet casually, his right hand was a little lazy, but he raised the pistol extremely steadily, and then pulled the trigger with a calm expression like a rock that existed since ancient times.

boom!

With a beam of fire spraying from the muzzle of the gun, Zhang Ling's eyes almost subconsciously looked at the monitor on the wall.

In the next second, the display is refreshed, and the results are displayed——

ten rings.

"Gan!"

Zhang Ling uttered a cursing sound, then pulled off the earphones, threw them on the ground, glared at Lu Yuan, and strode away.

He didn't even bother to say a word on the scene.

Seeing Zhang Ling's distraught look, Lu Yuan shrugged his shoulders, with a faint sarcasm on his face.

"Brother Lu, my brother Lu, how did you really win Zhang Ling!"

Coming out of the glass room, Lu Yuan saw Han Jing coming up anxiously.

"Why can't I beat him?"

Lu Yuan asked indifferently.

"After all, Zhang Ling is the leading figure in the second generation of Hangcheng, and it also represents the face of Hangcheng to a certain extent. If you win him now, isn't it equivalent to slapping all of them in the face?"

Han Jing hurriedly explained: "Of course, I know that as Brother Lu, you are not afraid of anyone, but as the saying goes, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake."

As he said, in fact, Lu Yuan could choose to give Zhang Ling a decent way to lose.

For example, deliberately shooting a low score, even the seventh and eighth rings are fine, and Zhang Ling can definitely see Lu Yuan's intentions.

But what about Lu Yuan?

Directly choose the hard just.

Although this was out of temper for a while, it also completely offended Zhang Ling.

"Don't worry, it's just a few second generations, I haven't paid attention to them yet."

Seeing that the anxiety in Han Jing's eyes didn't seem to be fake, Lu Yuan felt warm, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Let's go, go and see if Zhang Ling has kept his Lamborghini."

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu!"

Seeing that Lu Yuan didn't listen to his words, Han Jing stomped his feet and had no choice but to keep up.