The high school team turned around and walked towards the fixed shooting point. The pair of sharp eyes under the sunglasses inadvertently glanced at Ye Quan in the crowd.
The surrounding people all turned their gazes to this cool and handsome old man, murmuring non-stop.
"Yo, this person's thumb and forefinger are full of calluses. One look and you can tell that he's an expert!”
"It's fake, right? Don't put on airs, but it looks quite pretentious.”
"I guess he can only hit targets ten or fifteen meters away.”
......
The high school team walked straight to the side of the three female shooters, and the surrounding crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.
"No way! Hit a 50-yard target? This young man was probably not Shi Zhile!“
An old man said in surprise. Everyone looked over. The old man was wearing a security uniform. He was the security captain of this mall and had been a soldier when he was young.
He was the one who had transported all the firearms into the base. He was surprised because these firearms were only half-toys.
That pistol had an effective range of 25 meters at most. If he wanted to hit a target that was 50 meters away, the bullet would have gone nowhere.
"Hey, maybe he's an expert. Didn't you see the short-cut sunglasses and windbreaker? He might even be a special forces soldier ~ Hahahaha!”
Someone teased, causing the surrounding men, women, and children to burst into laughter. When some people heard him say this, they really looked more and more like the special forces soldiers on television.
However, only Ye Quan knew that this man was no ordinary person. How could an ordinary person have so much knowledge about firearms in their head? Furthermore, he was targeting him.
"Assassins?"
Ye Quan's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly dismissed this thought. How could an assassin appear in front of him in public? Moreover, he had only destroyed Tang Junhao's lair for ten minutes. It was impossible for an assassin to be here.
"Cool uncle? you... Are you standing in the wrong position?"
The three young and energetic female shooters put down their 98K and glanced at the guns in the high school team's hands.
The high school team held their guns with both hands and put on a professional pose. They pointed at the prize behind the fifty-meter target and smiled.
"Do you want that panda?“
When the three women heard this, they looked at each other and smiled. One of them said,
"Alright, there are still ten balloons left on the fifty-meter target. Your pistol only has ten bullets.”
The manager and the staff at the side were naturally excited when they saw that everyone was in such high spirits.
" Manager, that panda costs 1,800 yuan." Someone said worriedly.
The bald manager waved his hand indifferently and said softly,"Impossible. The effective range of that pistol is only twenty-five meters. If you want to hit a fifty-meter target, you don't even know where the bullets will go.”
Then, the high school team grabbed the trigger with one hand and held the gun handle with the other. Their arms were straight at their shoulders, and their front and back legs were staggered. Their movements were very standard.
The people around him who were mocking him earlier immediately restrained their disdainful expressions.
Ye Quan observed carefully and saw the high school team slowly turn their eyes to the side and glance at him from the corner of their eyes.
Instantly, Ye Quan's brows furrowed into a frown. As expected, they were here for him.
Bang!
The first shot missed.
"Hey, what are you pretending for? I'm so focused on it.”
"F * ck, I thought he was a god. I didn't expect him to be a pretentious person ~"
The surrounding crowd who were originally watching the show suddenly had all kinds of mocking faces.
Although the manager and several staff members already knew the result, they still maintained a warm smile. The one who shouted the loudest was the security guard.
"Heh, I told you that it's impossible to hit a target with a pistol. You don't have any common sense.”
However…
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
......
Nine shots in a row hit the target, leaving only a lone pink balloon on the fifty-meter target, trembling in the wind.
Silence! Everyone was silent!
The faces of those who had mocked him earlier turned red and they coughed.
The manager and the others were all stunned on the spot, as if they had yet to react.
There was also the old security guard in the crowd. His old face was flushed red, and he looked like he had suffered a setback.
The three girls from the shooting team looked at the target in shock, their jaws dropping.
Meanwhile, Ye Quan.
A cool feeling exploded in his mind.
"Skill slot-1."
[Handgun Mastery 1]
......
"Acting tough at me again? "Ye Quan asked in confusion.
After that, Ye Quan woke up the dumbfounded manager and gave him a red card. He then took out a pistol of the same model and stood on the spot, aiming at the last balloon.
Instantly, Ye Quan's brain began to work rapidly. Scenes of complex equations such as the coordinate axis of a function, wind speed, and air humidity appeared in his mind.
Finger tapping
Bang!
With a gunshot, the last balloon burst.
The onlookers who had just woken up from their shock suddenly held their breath and looked in the direction of the sound.
It was actually a youth?
The expressions on the faces of the surrounding people were even more shocked to a certain extent.
"F * ck! Is my stall open? So many gods!"
The manager thought to himself as he sized Ye Quan up.
When the three girls from the shooting team saw Ye Quan, their eyes were filled with admiration.
The high school team turned around, and a look of shock flashed across their eyes under their sunglasses.
"Good boy! My first shot was just a test, and the chance of hitting it was only about 50%. Could it be that he…“
The high school team was excited. Their gaze fell on Ye Quan's hand that fired the shot. There were no calluses!
The high school team was ecstatic.
" Natural Sharpshooter!!!"
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