Feng Luoluo gave up and went straight back to the camp.

As for Shangguan Yagu's side, he can only find a way to deal with it.

Wind Loro ran wild in the jungle......

Camp.

The bodyguards lined up neatly, observing the movements around them.

Bai Jian stood quietly behind him, holding his pocket watch, and timed.

In the chair in the center, Shangguan Ya sat alone, with his long legs folded, and a gun in his hand, with an awe-inspiring temperament.

Suddenly, the thin lips hooked upward.

In the next second, Feng Luoluo rushed out, sweating profusely, and the whole person looked like he had been fished out of the water.

Ignoring the sweat on his body, Feng Luoluo rushed directly to Shangguan Yagu's face, and slapped the collected live target tag in front of him, "Two o'clock!" ”

Shangguan Yagu raised his eyebrows.

Bai Jian checked the time, "Young Master, there is still one minute and fifty seconds, and it will only be two o'clock." ”

can actually find and squeeze all the live targets in such a short period of time, Feng Luoluo's Su zhì is really good.

Bai Jian secretly appreciated it and began to check the label that Feng Luoluo had brought back.

"Young master, 19, one less."

"The time is good, things are not in order......" Shangguan Yagu shook his head regretfully.

The implication is that Feng Luoluo did not complete the task.

"Who's to say less?" Feng Luoluo snorted: On the way over, she had already thought about where the last live target was!

Shangguan Yagu wants to see her make troubles and take the opportunity to find all kinds of trouble for her?

No way!

"Recount." Shangguan Yagu said coldly.

"Yes, young master." Bai Jian spread out the labels, ready to count them again.

"Don't count." Feng Luoluo interrupted him, "The last one isn't in there. ”

Shangguan Yagu raised his eyebrows with interest, really curious, how Feng Luoluo could find the last live target in more than a minute.

Suddenly, the gun in Feng Luoluo's hand pressed against Shangguan Yagu's chest, and the last bullet shot out.

Unexpectedly, Feng Luoluo dared to shoot at Shangguan Yagu, including Shangguan Yagu, and all the people present were slightly stunned.

Feng Luoluo smiled coldly and stretched out his hand.

Shangguan Ya's badge on his sleeve is in hand!

"Report to the instructor, 20 live target labels have been collected! All 3886 goals have been accomplished! ”

After saying this, Feng Luoluo's whole person collapsed, softened to the ground, and gasped for breath.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down and soaked the dirt on the ground.

Tick, tick......

There was nothing but the sound of sweat falling to the ground.

Deathly silence.

There was silence for at least thirty seconds.

Shangguan Yagu finally moved.

He slowly stood up, came to Feng Luoluo and squatted down in front of her, hooking her chin with one hand, "Dare to shoot at Young Master Ben, 3886, you are not small." ”

Feng Luoluo was panting and had a sarcastic look, "Young Master Shangguan dares to treat himself as a live target, and he is still afraid that others will shoot?" ”

Shangguan Yagu was silent, his dark eyes were shining, and the stars were shining, revealing a certain sense of excitement.

Feng Luoluo was so tired that he almost collapsed, where did he still have the strength to care about Shangguan Yagu's expression at the moment?

Sitting there panting heavily.

"How can you see that the last live target is Young Master Ben?"

Shangguan Yagu has trained many students, and his best result is 19 live targets.

No student has ever found that he was the last live target.

Even if he found out, he wouldn't dare to be as bold as Feng Luoluo and shoot directly.

"The bullet has been specially handled." Feng Luoluo rested for a while, and his breath finally stabilized.

"That's it?"

"That's already a recipe for that."

"Oh?" Shangguan Yagu raised his eyebrows, very interested in how Feng Luoluo knew that he was a live target, "Miss 3886, let's talk about it, how did you find out?" ”