Chapter 505

"Most talented?" At this time, a big man in the line came out.

His name is clay. He was the world champion in the shooting competition last time. He has been called the most talented one in the shooting industry. Now I heard that Li Yanmo is also the most talented one. How can he be convinced.

I saw him up and down, handsome and forceful words and ink, eyes are full of mockery, disdain white eyes, "what is the most talented, I think he is a vase!"

"No, they have an old saying in China, that is to say, it's better to look at it than to see it!"

"Ha ha ha..."

The people of s immediately burst into laughter.

"You've gone too far!" His players were so humiliated, Feifei and others were angry.

Compared with their anger, Li Yanmo, who was scolded as a "vase", was calm and indifferent. He threw down a sentence: "I am a vase, you will know on the field."

With that, he even gave them a redundant look, and led Ning Tiantian's hand into the gymnasium.

Clay sneered scornfully, apparently ignoring him.

"The people of s country are really too much. Let's see if we will kill them on the field later!"

Feifei and others are also in a hurry to keep up with them. It's hard to be looked down upon by others. It's really embarrassing and oppressive!

Ning Tiantian was a little puzzled and shook the hand of the man beside him. He raised his eyes and asked, "brother ink, did they scold you just now?"

She can't understand the language of s country.

"Well."

Li Yanmo nods slightly.

"And what did they curse?" Rather sweet when huff and puff, still don't forget to turn a head to stare at those people maliciously.

Clay and others What does this little Lori look at? Is she in love with them?

"Vase."

Two words, overflow from the mouth of Li Yan mo.

Ning Tiantian immediately smoked the corner of her lips, and her head was covered with black thread.

They are the vases!

Oh, no, they are not even qualified to be vases. They are ugly. Hum!

Entering the shooting hall, Li Yanmo first delivers Ning Tiantian to the audience.

The auditorium is stepped from top to bottom.

The first row, the best position.

Ning Tiantian is in the first row.

This is the welfare of the members' families.

"Just sit here and I'll go back and get ready." Li Yanmo ordered.

Brother, you know, sweet, go ahead and nod

Li Yanmo left at ease.

About ten minutes later, the whistle of the stadium rang.

Competitors from various countries have come to the field.

There are two rounds of competition, the preliminary and final, which are divided into individual performance and team performance.

"Please take your place and do not exceed the ground line..." Exclaimed the referee with a megaphone.

Brush brush.

The players come forward.

Li Yanmo is no exception.

After loading, he raised the gun. He squinted and aimed at the bull's-eye 50 meters away.

Now wait for the referee's order!

Clay was standing next door to him with a look of disdain.

Li Yanmo felt that someone was looking at him, but he didn't even give him a look.

It's this kind of neglect that makes clay gnash his teeth, as if he were air, and he couldn't see at all!

"Start!"

At this time, the referee's voice dropped!

Bang bang bang!

The sound of air guns was heard in the field.