Ten rings!
Ten rings!!
Ten rings!!!
An Xiaoyu just felt that the guy in front of her was simply... unbearable to look at.
Does it have to be like this? This is just inhuman!
However, Shen Yufeng’s hands didn’t pause at all, and he quickly fired the remaining bullets.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Another four ten rings.
That’s ten shots already!
Shen Yufeng stopped and looked at An Xiaoyu with a smile in his eyes.
"Wifey, that’s already ten. Still want to continue?"
An Xiaoyu was about to cry!
This guy is clearly doing it on purpose, deliberately showing off in front of her, how wicked!
"You’re clearly doing this on purpose!"
She always felt like this guy was setting traps on purpose for her to fall into!
"Wifey, it’s unjust! You’re the one who suggested shooting with the left hand and brought up the bet. From start to finish, I just followed your lead. How did it beco my fault?" Shen Yufeng smiled leisurely, yet so smugly.
At this mont, that handso face of his looked in An Xiaoyu’s eyes like... it just needed a punch!
This guy shoots with his left hand just as well as with his right hand, really... can he at least give others a chance?
Shen Yufeng tilted his head looking at An Xiaoyu and then blinked, smiling as he said, "How about this? For the remaining five bullets, if you can hit one ten rings, you win, okay?"
After all, he definitely didn’t want his wifey to be unhappy!
But upon hearing this, An Xiaoyu was even more upset.
Damn, is this bastard looking down on her?
Just now when she was shooting, the latter shots were all ten rings. Albeit moving targets are tougher, hitting one ten rings... the odds aren’t that low, right?
This guy actually says that hitting one ans she wins? Viewing people like this is seriously underestimating her!
"Fine, you said it!"
She really didn’t believe in this bad luck!
Shen Yufeng handed the pistol to An Xiaoyu.
"Alright, wifey, you can use your right hand!"
An Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, "Only a fool would use the left hand to compete with you!"
Shen Yufeng laughed, his laughter was so hearty.
Okay!
This was already his biggest concession!
An Xiaoyu started shooting, taking a deep breath, telling herself to stay steady, to remain calm, she must not lose to that guy Shen Yufeng.
Soon, she saw a target start to move, so she quickly fired.
"Bang!"
Four rings!
An Xiaoyu: "..."
Co on! Another four rings!
What on earth is going on!
Shen Yufeng chuckled, "Well, it’s okay, it’s your first ti shooting a moving target, four rings is already good, so people even miss the target entirely!"
An Xiaoyu: "..."
"Don’t talk to !"
An Xiaoyu ordered.
Shen Yufeng had no choice but to smile and keep quiet.
Alright, alright, his wifey was really sothing right now!
Followed by the second shot.
"Bang!"
Five rings!
Next shot.
"Bang!"
Six rings!
An Xiaoyu was about to cry.
Damn, is this progressing like an arithtic sequence?
With two bullets left, An Xiaoyu was really getting a bit nervous.
Did... Shen Yufeng calculate that she won’t hit a ten rings?
It’s true, if she really doesn’t hit it, wouldn’t that be embarrassing? She definitely didn’t want to lose to him!
Soon, An Xiaoyu aid and fired again.
"Bang!"
Nine rings!
Instantly, An Xiaoyu beca excited.
"Yeah!"
She took a deep breath...
Alright, she needs to strike while the iron is hot...
Aaaah...
An Xiaoyu prepared thoroughly, then pulled the trigger.
Let the bullets fly freely!
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