Yang Fan had always liked shooting sports, but when he thought that the money he brought was almost spent, he could only shake his head.
"Come on, let's go. I'll invite you to play.”
Before Yang Fan could answer, Tang Xinyi drove straight to the Hangcheng Shooting Range.
After buying the tickets, they entered the shooting range.
The shooting range was already full on a weekend afternoon. Yang Fan and Tang Xinyi could only wait in the waiting area.
As they waited, screams came from the crowd. Under the guidance of the staff, a slightly plump middle-aged man appeared at the door. He was wearing big sunglasses and had a big cigar in his mouth. Due to the no-smoking rule of the shooting range, the big sunglasses man did not light the cigar.
The man in sunglasses continued to walk in. Everyone pointed their phones at him. It was obvious that this person was very famous locally.
The flash on the phone flickered violently, and the sunglasses protected the man's eyes from being blinded.
"It's him, Shao Jun!"
"As expected of the shooting champion of Hangcheng City.”
"Oh my god, Shao Jun is really here? WK, I'm going to take a photo with him!”
People gathered around enthusiastically, took photos, and posted them on WeChat Moments.
"Who is he?" Yang Fan turned his head and asked Tang Xinyi.
"This person is called Shao Jun. He's the shooting champion of this city. He's very popular in Hang City. He can attract a large group of fans wherever he goes.”
Shao Jun's eyes rolled behind his sunglasses as he sized up the crowd around him.
The crowd quieted down and returned to their seats.
After a moment of silence, the host's excited voice came from the loudspeaker of the shooting range.
"Today, our shooting range is very honored to have our Hang City's sharpshooter, Mr. Shao Jun. Here, he will demonstrate his extraordinary shooting skills.”
The host's voice was very loud. Yang Fan craned his neck and looked around. If it wasn't for Shao Jun, perhaps he wouldn't be interested at all.
After a short break, Shao Jun raised his gun and got up from his seat, ready to show everyone his shooting skills.
Shao Jun walked to the shooting position and raised his gun to shoot before he could even stand firm. Perhaps he thought that this was the best way to show his shooting skills.
"This works too!" The crowd exclaimed.
Shao Jun was indeed a shooting expert. His unstable center of gravity did not affect his shooting. It was quite easy for him to get an eight or nine point.
Every time Shao Jun hit the bullseye, it would cause a wave of exclamations from the crowd. At this time, Shao Jun would turn around and shoot a few more shots at the bullseye. This made the atmosphere in the hall even higher.
Yang Fan watched silently. In his opinion, Shao Jun's shooting level was indeed one of the best in Hangzhou City.
Under the host's invitation, many of the audience members were invited to play a friendly match with Shao Jun. Many of them even lost to Shao Jun several times.
Every time the defeated audience returned to their seats, Shao Jun would smile at this person. Yang Fan looked more like he was mocking him.
People hurriedly went up and were quickly taken down. In the end, no one wanted to go up because those who went up were beaten down by Shao Jun without exception. Everyone was afraid of being abused.
The show was coming to an end. Seeing that no one could beat Shao Jun, the host threw out a tempting cake.
"The last segment today is a 50-meter horizontal rifle competition with our Mr. Shao Jun. Whoever wins will receive a year of free entry to the shooting range.”
The 50-meter rifle prone shooting required each player to fire 10 bullets in a prone position 50 meters away from the target. Each shot was limited to 45 seconds. The highest score was the winner.
"Phew."
" How is that possible!?"
"F * ck, it's quite exciting."
Most of them still sat in their seats obediently. There were also a few people who were eager to give it a try, but they were still a little hesitant about going up.
Shao Jun sat in his seat and put on his sunglasses. He fiddled with the rifle in his hand and blew at the muzzle from time to time. His eyes gurgled as he sized up the crowd. The performance was coming to an end. If anyone came up now, he would definitely torture them to death and not give them a chance to breathe.
After a while, the host saw that there was no movement below. Of course, this could not go on. He roared again,
"Next, we'll invite the last friend to come up and compete with Mr. Shao. Are there any friends below? Did you?"
Yang Fan could tell that this Shao Guanjun was addicted to winning. He had to find another rookie for him to abuse before he could leave comfortably.
Yang Fan turned to look at Tang Xinyi and saw that she was eager to give it a try. The moment Tang Xinyi jumped out of her seat, Yang Fan reached out and pulled her back.
"I'll try." A calm voice came out from Yang Fan's mouth. He stared straight at Tang Xinyi. That gaze seemed to express his determination to the organization.
"You? Is that okay?" In Tang Xinyi's memory, Yang Fan had never touched a gun, let alone participate in such a competition.
"It's not bad to train. If you fail, it doesn't matter. After all, you haven't touched a gun in the army.”Yang Fan said calmly.
With that said, Yang Fan walked towards the arena, and the audience's discussion sounded in his ears.
"F * ck! Can this person do it?"
"Looks like he's also made to be abused."
"This person seems to have some skills. It's not easy to make a conclusion.”
When Yang Fan heard this, he walked towards the arena with even more determined steps. He believed that he, Yang Fan, was not so easy to deal with.
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