Li Yanmo walked towards the audience.

Before he walked over, Ning Tiantian jumped at him directly and hung on him like a koala.

"Brother ink, how wonderful you are

She showed a row of neat small white teeth, looked up and saw his forehead is covered with crystal beads of sweat, even the forehead of the ink hair are slightly wet, soft down, "you shed so much sweat, I help you wipe sweat!"

Ning Tiantian takes out a paper towel from her pocket and gently wipes his forehead.

Shooting seems easy for outsiders. Just pull the trigger at the target. But in fact, it is a special test of endurance and eyesight. Although it is not laborious, it is extremely troublesome.

"By the way, you should be tired?"

After wiping the sweat, Ning Tiantian hurriedly came down from him for fear of making him more tired.

"Not tired. It's more than enough to hold you." Li Yanmo can see her action. Before he gets down, his big hand directly drags her ass and holds her in his arms.

And then I'm ready to go.

"Don't go. The media will interview you later." Exclaimed Feifei.

"No interest." Li Yanmo refused to go directly from the underground passage, avoiding the media.

“……”

You're going to have no friends in this cold.

Li Yanmo: sorry, I just need a girlfriend!

When going back, Ning Tiantian asked curiously, "brother ink, how many rounds are there in this competition?"

"Two rounds."

"Is the champion based on the total score or the highest score?"

"Add up the three rounds."

"Oh Ning Tiantian nodded her head clearly, then bent her eyes and looked at him with a smile, "you are sure to win the championship."

If he still plays like today in the next two rounds, then the champion must be him and he will break the world record.

Li Yanmo smiles a little and doesn't speak.

In fact, what he enjoyed was the pleasure of hitting the bull's eye.

But later Li Yanmo seemed to think of something, looked down at the girl in his arms.

In the future, I must enjoy the pleasure of being one with her!

Poor Ning Tiantian still knows nothing!

The next day, the second round began.

This is a 200 meter horizontal shot.

All contestants must lie down and shoot.

The 200 meter target is so small that you can't even see the center of the target.

Ning Tiantian can't help but pinch a sweat for the following Li Yan Mo, especially in the posture of lying down, is it more enlarged.

"The game begins!"

Li Yanmo lies on the ground with long legs, slightly lifting his neck, and his bony fingers are holding the black gun. He calmly looks at the target and starts shooting.

Other players fired.

In particular, clay's face has the light of potential.

He was the first to finish 60 rounds.

"599 ring."

I don't know who suddenly yelled. People in the arena, including those who are playing, can't help but be shocked and look at clay one after another.

This time, he was only one link short of the full score for the 200 meter prone shooting.

It's amazing!

Most shooters on the field are inevitably affected, big drops of sweat rolled down the forehead, even holding the gun hand can not help shaking, so strong opponents, how can they win hope!

Only Li Yanmo didn't even move his eyes, as if he didn't hear it, or he heard it, but he didn't care at all and continued to hit his own target

So can he pass clay this time?