The flat headed man didn't speak when he saw Ye Fei. He just thought Ye Fei was frightened by his momentum.

He used to be a master at playing with guns in his company. Shooting in the competition was nothing for him.

He is confident that this arrogant boy who doesn't know heaven and earth will be tortured to pieces.

The flat headed man smiled disdainfully at Ye Fei, picked up the pistol, loaded ten bullets very quickly, then opened the insurance, aimed at the round target 50 meters away, held the gun in both hands and started shooting.

Bang Bang

The flame spewed, and orange bullets shot at the target.

After ten shots, the flat headed man put down his gun.

From loading to shooting, there was no pause, and the shooting posture was very standard and almost perfect.

Ye Fei smiled and said in his heart, the soldiers who came out of the army are really not simple!

Soon, the shooting score was given on the display screen at the top of the shooting range.

"The shooting score is 90 rings!"

At this time, Zheng Yuanhang reported his achievements loudly.

Seeing this result, the crow and the other two men laughed proudly.

The crow looked at Lin aocang, pretended to be helpless and said, "Lin aocang, I'm really sorry! If I had known, I should have let my people give way to you! "

"Crow, it's not certain who wins or loses. Don't say it too early. Be careful to be beaten in the face." Lin aocang said with a light smile.

"Really?"

The crow smiled coldly and said, "look who hit whose face!"

The flat headed man looked at Ye Fei with a proud face and said, "boy, it's still time for you to admit defeat, so as not to make a fool of yourself later."

Ninety rings is basically an area the size of a child's palm when each bullet hits him at a distance of 50 meters.

This is very difficult for ordinary people. After all, the reaction force of the real gun is very strong and it is easy to miss the target.

That's why this man with a flat head is so confident.

Although Lin aocang believed ye Fei, he had no bottom in his heart. He didn't know whether ye Fei could win the flat headed man.

At this time, people playing with guns in the club heard that someone was competing, and the bet was as high as 10 million. They all ran to watch the excitement.

Especially when they saw the numbers on the display screen, everyone exclaimed.

"I'll go! It's 90 rings! "

"My God! I don't know how long it will take to practice before I can hit 90 rings! "

"You don't have to guess. It must be one of the three sharpshooters. I've been abused by them before."

……

Hearing everyone's discussion, the crow and the three men's faces were full of pride.

"Ye Fei, are you sure to win?"

Lin aocang couldn't help asking.

"I don't know. Try it!"

Ye Fei skimmed his mouth and picked up the gun.

To tell the truth, ye Fei can hit the bull's-eye even with his eyes closed at such a short distance.

However, in order not to let these people present treat themselves as monsters, he thought it better to take it easy.

Then, ye Fei learned the posture of a flat headed man, loaded bullets, opened the insurance, held the gun in both hands and started shooting.

Bang Bang

After ten bullets.

When the number on the display jumped out, everyone present was stunned!

Lin aocang was relieved and smiled.

"Sleeping trough! Ninety one rings!! "

"Well, dear, who is this boy? Can you beat the sharpshooter? "

"It seems that the boy is hidden!"

A group of people exclaimed one after another.

"In the first inning, it was 91 to 90. Mr. Lin's representative won!" Zheng Yuanhang said excitedly.

He thought to himself, this boy is really not simple. His shooting skills are so good. No wonder Mr. Lin dares to let him fight alone.

Ye Feichong grinned at the man with a flat head and said, "it's not good. It's almost better than you."

"You..."

The bald man was very angry and said, "hum! It's just bad luck! "

The crow has a gloomy face. He didn't expect that the arrogant boy really won!

The crow looked at a man and said, "Hai, you're in the second inning! Give me a good fight! "

"Yes, boss!"

A round faced man came out and said coldly to Ye Fei: "boy, your luck will end when you meet me..."

"What are you talking about? Hurry up if you want to fight." Ye Fei took out his ears and said.

"Hum!"

The round faced man snorted coldly, then picked up the pistol at a faster speed, loaded the bullet, opened the insurance, and then aimed at the target.

Having learned from the past, he aimed for a while this time before shooting.

Bang Bang

After ten shots, the statistics came out.

Ninety four rings!

Terrible results!

Seeing the figure, everyone took a breath.

Exclamations came and went.

In the shooting competition, this achievement has been very awesome!

Because this result is infinitely close to a hundred rings!

"Boy! I don't believe you can beat me! " The round faced man said angrily.

Ye Fei shook his head helplessly. He thought this guy would hit a hundred rings or something. It seems that he still overestimated the goods.

Then ye Fei finished shooting at a faster speed, and from loading bullets to shooting, he was faster than the round faced man!

Before everyone present could react, ye Fei had finished playing.

Everyone felt that ye Fei had abandoned himself.

"Mr. Lin's representative played ninety five rings!!"

Zheng Yuanhang screamed wildly.

It's like he typed the score.

"What? Ninety five rings?! "

Everyone looked up at the display screen a little unconvinced.

When the red number "95" was printed into their eyes, they were stunned one by one!

They didn't expect Ye Fei to hit 90 rings!

"My God! This man is going against the sky! " Someone exclaimed.

"This is against the sky! This is a day! " Another exclaimed.

Some of the older ladies with good looks and extraordinary clothes frequently winked at Ye.

If you can take a sharpshooter out, you will have more face!

this moment.

The crow and the three men's faces sank.

If the first time is luck, is the second time still luck?

Obviously, No.

"Smelly boy, no wonder you dare to choose three. I really underestimate you."

The crow looked at Ye Fei coldly, then looked at the last man with an inch of head and said, "ah Hui, you came out in the last game! Call well and fight for my breath! "

"Yes, boss!!"

The inch man nodded and stood up.

He squinted at Ye Fei and said, "I've been in the army for three years. I've always been in the top three in shooting. You can't win me!"

"Really?"

Ye Fei picked at the corner of his mouth, "how can you know if you don't try?"

"Oh..."

The inch man sneered, then loaded the bullets one by one and padded the weight of the gun, which opened the insurance.

A series of movements, looks very professional.

He held the gun in one hand, aimed for a while, and then shot directly!

The bullet roared out, but he didn't move. His right arm didn't receive much reaction, but shook a few times slightly.

When his grades came out, everyone was speechless.

Ninety eight rings!

However, a minute later, ye Fei once again brought the atmosphere to the climax!

Because ye Fei shot 99 rings with a gun in one hand!

"Sharpshooter! Sharpshooter! Sharpshooter!... "

Everyone can't use words to describe Ye Fei's shooting against the sky, but shouted again and again.

The first game, a narrow victory.

The second game, a narrow victory.

The third game was a narrow victory.

Crow Leng feels fishy inside.

He shouted at Ye Fei, Lin aocang and others: "you are cheating! How can every game be a narrow victory?!

Your staff must be playing tricks! Otherwise, what a coincidence! "

"I can guarantee that I have just checked the measurement and statistics machine, and there is no problem with the machine!"

Zheng Yuanhang stood up and said, "if you don't believe it, you can come and have a try."

"I'll try!"

A fat man ran over, hit a 60 ring, and hurriedly ran with his face covered.

What a shame!

"Crow, can you prove that the measuring and statistics instrument is OK now?" Lin aocang also stood up.