Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss



A bullet was fired from the gun with a bang.

Huo Wanying's expression remained unchanged as she pulled the trigger and fired five more shots again immediately.

The bullets fired out like arrows and flew toward their target.

She had fired six bullets and all of them hit the bull's eye. Every single bullet had hit the target in exactly the same spot.

Huo Wanying's lips curved upward slightly as she slowly lowered the gun.

Before long, the range officer announced the results leaving everyone in awe.

"Miss Wanying's shooting has improved again. She fired six shots and scored 60. This is probably her best score to date, right?"

"When she practiced previously, she got the bull's eye as well. However, she shot more cleanly this time, so this is a new record for her."

"She's undoubtedly a brilliant shooter for scoring such a score. I don't think anyone can outdo her results now."

"I'm looking forward to seeing Miss Huo shooting. After all, she crushed Miss Wanying earlier in the morning."

"Just because she was good at fighting, doesn't mean she can shoot well. How can she be good at everything, right? Moreover, Miss Huo grew up in a rural area. She can't compare even in terms of resources."

Everyone kept talking. Huo Yao had just returned to the family, so it was unlikely for her to shoot like Huo Wanying. Since she had proven her fighting abilities this morning, everyone could not help turning their attention to her.

Everyone was curious about her shooting ability.

Even Huo Changfeng could not help feeling worried as he sat in the surveillance room watching.

He felt like an anxious parent hoping his kid would do well.

"Why did you push me?" Huo Jinfeng looked annoyed sitting in the wheelchair.

His leg had nearly hit the table leg.

"No, I didn't mean to…" Huo Changfeng snapped out of his thoughts. He quickly loosened his grip on the wheelchair handles and said awkwardly, "I'm just worried for Miss Huo."

Huo Jinfeng retorted. "… She's my niece."

Huo Changfeng shut his mouth yet again.

The surveillance footage of the shooting range could be seen.

When Huo Yulin saw Huo Wanying's shooting results, he was honestly impressed. She was good.

He glanced at his little sister standing at the shooting range. He pondered briefly before he walked over and said softly, "Don't be stressed. She has always been a natural at shooting."

Huo Yao raised her brow and replied modestly. "During the university military training, my instructor also said I was good."

As she spoke, she spun the gun in her hand coolly like a very experienced shooter.

Huo Yulin went quiet.

If he did not already know she was new to shooting, he might have bought her words.

Huo Yulin simply raised his hand and patted Huo Yao's shoulder. "Okay then. Just treat it as military training."

After he was done talking, he retreated quite some distance.

Huo Yao did not know what to say.

They lived in realistic times, so no one bought the truth anymore.

Sigh.

Huo Yao shook her head, spinning the gun in her hand. She narrowed her eyes looking at Huo Wanying's target. Then, she waved at the range officer nearby.

The range officer walked over quizzically.

"Can you help me change mine to a live target?" asked Huo Yao courteously.

Huo Wanying was about to walk off. The moment she heard Huo Yao's words, she halted and looked up at Huo Yao.

A live target?

She must be insane.

The range officer clearly found Huo Yao's words inconceivable as well. He turned to look at the rookie gun in Huo Yao's hand and his face twitched. "A live target? Are you sure?"