With a bang, the bullet burst out of the chamber.

Huo WANYING didn't change his look. He pulled the trigger again and made another five consecutive shots.

Like a sharp arrow, the bullet swished in the same direction and went straight away.

All six bullets hit the red heart without half a millisecond deviation. They all hit in the same position.

Huo Wan hooked the corner of cherry lips and slowly put down the gun.

Soon, the referee broadcast the results, which almost shocked the whole audience.

"It seems that miss WANYING's shooting skills have improved again. She scored six shots and 60 rings. This should be her best result at present!"

"The last time I saw her practice, although she hit every shot, there was no one in the same position as today. It set a new record."

"The Musketeer is the Musketeer, 60 rings. I'm afraid others can't surpass her this achievement any more."

"But I think I can look forward to the eldest lady. After all, she even compared with Miss WANYING in the morning."

"Good skill means good shooting skills. There are not so many versatile people, not to mention the fact that the eldest lady was not born very well. It can't be compared with the foundation alone."

The people under the stage talked about it one after another. Although they all knew that the newly returned eldest lady could not beat Huo Yingying in shooting, with the results of the morning there, everyone's attention was paid more and more to Huo Yao.

All want to know what position she is.

Even Huo Changfeng in the monitoring room couldn't help feeling nervous.

Just like the parents of their children, they always want their children to be the best.

"What are you pushing me for?" Huo Jingfeng, sitting in a wheelchair, made a noise with a black line on his face.

His leg had almost hit the foot of the table in front.

"I didn't..." Huo Changfeng regained his consciousness. The hand holding the wheelchair putter quickly loosened and said with an awkward smile: "I'm a little nervous for the eldest lady."

Huo Jingfeng: "... That's my niece."

Huo Changfeng shut up again.

The picture is pulled back to the shooting range.

Huo Yulin is really strong when he sees Huo WANYING's achievement.

He looked at his sister who was already standing in front of the shooting platform. After thinking about it, he walked over and whispered, "don't have psychological pressure. Huo WANYING's talent is good."

Huo Yao picked his eyebrows and replied modestly: "at that time of my university military training, the instructor also praised my talent."

When she spoke, she turned the gun at her fingertips in a handsome circle, acting like an old driver.

Huo Yulin saw this: "

If he hadn't known that she was a novice, he would have been confused by the illusion.

Huo Yulin only raised his hand and patted Huo Yao on the shoulder, "OK, sister, come on, just be in military training."

With that, he stepped back a distance.

Huo Yao: "

In this era of reality, no one believes the truth.

Hey.

Huo Yao shook his head. The gun at his fingertip turned again, and then squinted at the bull's-eye that Huo WANYING had just hit in front. She waved to the shooting referee standing not far away.

The referee came over without knowing why.

"Please change the moving target for me." Huo Yao said politely to the referee.

Huo WANYING, who had planned to leave, stopped directly when she heard Huo Yao's words and looked up at Huo Yao.

maneuvering target?

Crazy.

Obviously, when the referee heard this, he felt very incredible. Then he looked at the new pistol in Huo Yao's hand, his cheeks twitched slightly, "moving target? Are you sure? "

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