Chapter 629

Can he have her with Feng Yiran?

The answer, of course, is no!

Li Beinian can only play up the spirit of 12 points and make preparations.

Feng Yiran learned it. When he was a child, he had excellent shooting results.

At the moment, although I know that Li Beinian is excellent, there is no sense of tension.

But there was a man standing behind.

There's a man standing.

As soon as the idea in his mind popped out, Feng Yiran felt a little stiff.

He picked up the gun and aimed at the opposite target.

There was no sound at all behind him, but the man behind him was so strong that he felt as if he had been suppressed all over his body. An unknown tension spread all over his body.

Never felt it.

Feng Yiran made the standard posture of holding a gun and aimed with one eye closed.

"Ready!"

Yang Dawu's voice sounded, Feng resolutely as if facing the enemy.

The heart beat faster and faster.

Feng Yiran looked at the front, and suddenly his arm was too stiff to move.

"Start!"

"Bang"

"bang"

"bang"

the sound of shooting continued to ring, and Feng Yiran was not willing to fall behind.

But clearly looked after the target, but when the shot out of the moment, the hand is difficult to control stiff for a moment.

It's wrong.

Feng Yiran clearly saw that the bullet fell into the eight point ring.

The electronic scoreboard next to it immediately says: 8.2.

Feng Yiran in the heart of a Deng, squint, subconsciously to see the Li Beinian scoreboard.

9.1。

He's down 0.9!

No, no, we must win!

The time limit is 75 seconds. He can't lose!

Feng Yiran played up the spirit of twelve points, followed by several shots.

Li Beinian has the same mentality.

Aim at the target and shoot out.

Some of the spectators who had already finished the competition came over and looked at the fierce situation of the war here. They all exclaimed: "it's so fierce!"

"I go, Beinian scores 9.8!"

"Feng Yiran, 9.9, 9.8, 9.2..."

……

Hearing that they reported Feng Yiran's target number, Li Beinian was even more tense.

Looking at the target in front of me, I was already sweating.

Bai Yuan took up the role of commentator on the side, saying: "the competition has entered the white hot, both sides are 9 targets, Li Beinian has already got 85.9 points, Feng Yiran straight behind, full of 85.7 points good results, the gap is too small, who can win the final serve in the end!"

Such a high achievement has also attracted other military brothers to watch.

"Who do you think can win?"

"Feng resolutely lost points in the first target, otherwise he would have surpassed Beinian by now."

"Feng Yiran didn't mean to let her

"How can it be? Beinian is also very powerful. You don't know how much Feng Yiran likes her. You won't underestimate the enemy."

"Hey, hey."

……

The weather is getting colder and colder recently.

Li Beinian's heart beat like thunder, but his body has been soaked through.

The opponent is really strong.

She It's a little hanging.

Unless she gets more than 10 points on this target.

Glancing at Feng resolutely, the other side is also very nervous.

Feng resolutely aimed at the opposite target and said, "don't forget that you will marry me if you lose."

In a word, there was a roar of laughter around.

"Bang"

Feng Yiran shot the last target, and the electronic scoreboard jumped out of the score: 10.1!

The whole audience was in a state of uproar.

"No? 10.1 points? "

"It adds up to 95.3 points, my mother, this is too abnormal!"

"Beinian is doomed to lose!"

……

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