Quiet!

Deathly silence.

Inside a huge shooting range. Silent. Needle drops can be heard.

This scene is happening in front of my eyes. It had an unprecedented visual impact on everyone.

Half a minute passed. Only then did someone come to their senses. couldn't help but exclaim:

"Does this kid think he's a spear god?

"If only he could. It will definitely go down in history. A Guinness Book of Records!"

"Cut, don't be whimsical! Even if you're a world champion. It is impossible to accomplish such a feat!"

The other side. Sun Xiang's face. It was hard to hide the shock. The eyeballs are about to pop out of their sockets.

As the shogun after the door. He grew up in a military camp. Under the influence of the ears and eyes. Marksmanship is far superior to ordinary people. That's why I was able to hit a good score of 95 rings just now.

But. Ye Fan's current move. But it brought him an unprecedented shock.

Suddenly. A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. It's like thinking of something. Leng Leng said:

"Boy. You don't know you can't hit the target. So deliberately make a gimmick to sensationalize! It's not too embarrassing. If you're lucky, you'll get a few. I can brag for half a day!"

Hear this. The people around suddenly understood. They chimed in:

Sun Shaoming was discerning. I can see through this kid's trick at a glance!"

"Hmph...... I've long seen this guy as unpleasant. You know how to make some fools!"

"Let him blow to the sky. Shoot later. It's all exposed!"

These cynicisms. It did not affect Ye Fan's mentality.

In a commotion. He clenched his pistol. Raise your right arm in a "blind" state. Aimed at the target paper 50 meters away. Then pull the trigger.

"Bang bang !!"

A series of gunshots rang out suddenly.

Ye Fan was not like Sun Xiang. Every 2 or 3 seconds, the next shot is fired.

A few breaths. He didn't pause. Double-press the trigger. Ten rounds were fired.

See this scene. A disdainful smile appeared on Sun Xiang's face.

This kind of shooting competition. Not the faster you shoot, the better.

When a bullet is fired. Under the pressure of gunpowder gases. Thus pushing the back seat of the firearm. Recoil will be generated.

Therefore. After each shot. It takes time to adjust the position. Make sure the muzzle is aimed at the target.

Like Ye Fan's rapid burst. Even if the first shot is on target. The next few shots will get more and more crooked. until off-target.

In Sun Xiang's opinion. Now the winner is decided. Ye Fan has already lost a lot.

Then. Ye Fan took off the handkerchief that was blindfolded. The face is light and breezy. Calm down. The master is full of style.

"Boy. I don't have the ability. You're not going to act. What a pity!" Sun Xiang said coldly.

Ye Fan glanced at him casually. He did not open his mouth to refute it. Didn't take him seriously at all.

Such ignorance. It made Sun Xiang even more angry. The fire is surging. The green tendons on the forehead stand up. Gritted his teeth, he said, "Stinky boy." How dare you pretend to be a force?!"

said. His eyes were red. Clench your fists. It was as if there was going to be a big fight in the next moment.

Time. The atmosphere in the stadium was tense. Nervous to the extreme.

Guests watching around. They all retreated. looks like he is gloating and waiting to see a good show.

Sun Xiang is the young master of the Sun family. On weekdays, he acts in a high-profile and arrogant manner. In addition to superb marksmanship. His fighting ability is not inferior to that of special forces.

Plus there is the support of the Sun family. Others are beaten by him. Don't dare to retaliate. I can only swallow my anger.

That's when it happened. The crew has already walked to the target. Remove the target paper. yelled:

"Ten 10 rings. A total of 100 rings!"

......

As soon as this statement came out. It's like a bombshell. It exploded in the ears of everyone in the venue.

The smile on Sun Xiang's face. Freezes instantly. The whole person was petrified. Stand still. Immobile.

Others are dumbfounded, too. The brain went blank. I thought I was having auditory hallucinations.

100 rings. How is this possible?

To know. Ye Fan's performance just now. No matter how you look at it, it's a layman who is new to guns!

More importantly. He shot blindly. It's not easy to be on target. Each shot scored a score of 10 rings. Even an Olympic champion can't do it.

"No!

Sun Xiang is like an angry lion. He yelled at the staff fifty meters away, "You bring the target paper." Let me check it out!"

In his opinion. Ye Fan is cheating. It is even possible that some means were used. Bought off the staff of the shooting range. Lying about grades.

Soon. The staff member trotted all the way. Come to Sun Xiang. Respectfully handed him the target paper.

Sun Xiang took the target paper. Look down. I saw a huge target paper. There is only the location of the 10th ring in the center. There is a small bullet hole.

"Hmph!" Sun Xiang snorted coldly. Grabbed the staff member's neckline hard. He reprimanded: "This target is on the paper. There is only one bullet hole. Where did the 100 rings come from. Are you kidding me?"

See his fierce and vicious appearance. The staff turned pale with fright. He stammered, "...... first Mr. We're here for the target. All have infrared sensing. There will be absolutely no deviation!...... Take a closer look at the target paper!"

Hear this. Sun Xiang looked suspicious. Take a closer look at the target paper.

A few seconds later. He seemed to have made some surprising discovery. The pupils constricted violently into pins. There was a huge earthquake all over the body. If you are shocked. It was as if he was going to fall to the ground the next moment.

See his strange appearance. Someone next to him asked, "Brother Xiang." What the hell is going on? What's weird?"

"Whew!Whew!"

The next moment. Everyone in the room craned their necks. The brush looks at the bullet hole in the center of the target paper. Intrigued.

Keep your eyes on it. There is indeed only one bullet hole in the center. To hold on to death is to hit a shot with 10 rings. The other nine were off target. How can it be 100 rings?

Suddenly. Someone had a flash of inspiration. In disbelief, he exclaimed, "Is it possible...... Those ten bullets. It's all in one position. Bullet holes overlapped. That's why this is happening?"

......

"Shhh

Hear this. The people around couldn't help but gasp. There was a monstrous wave in my heart. I couldn't be more surprised.

To know. Bullet holes in the Type 92 pistol. It's only half the size of a fingernail.

Therefore. There is only the slightest deviation. It will be reflected on the target paper.

Ten rounds in a row. Hit in the same position at the same time. Accurate to the millimeter. It's just unbelievable.

Don't say it's human. Even if it's a robot. I'm afraid it won't be possible!

Shock!

Unbeatable shock!

Now. Everyone in the room didn't know what words to use. to describe your mood.

I don't know how long it took. Someone finally came to their senses. They all looked at Ye Fan with hot eyes. Muttered:

"Damn! Eat the perspective hanging and self-aiming hanging in the chicken. Does it exist in reality?"

"It's a real hammer! There is no other possibility!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Lao Tzu was the first to buy. Whatever it takes!"

"That's it! It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a god of guns!"

"If it's on the battlefield. Definitely one can be a hundred!"

Time. The attitude of everyone in the audience towards Ye Fan. It's a 180-degree turn.

The reason why they mocked Ye Fan. It's a mistake to think that he is a pretending convict who only knows how to brag!

And now. Ye Fan proved his strength with his actions.

A real powerhouse. No matter where you are. They are all admired beings!

Face someone who is better than yourself. Jealousy may arise. But in the face of an existence that stands on top of the world. They will only feel out of reach. Even prostrate.

However. Under the admiring gaze of all. Ye Fan's face was as usual. There is no sense of pride and complacency. As if everything just now. For him, it's just a basic operation.

The crowd in the room didn't know about it. Although Ye Fan blindfolded his eyes with a handkerchief. But his sense is far superior to his vision. Ability to see everything within a 100-meter radius.

Meanwhile. Ye Fan also injected internal strength into the bullet. Ability to control the trajectory of bullets.

Don't talk about playing ten rings. Even if you let the bullets "dance" in the air. It's all a no-brainer.