Chapter 640: The No. 1 Mid List in North America!
"HeβHe's going to shoot?"
Li Xueying's lips opened slightly, and her pretty face was covered with incredible colors......
Yun Chang on the side smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I don't know." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info like we didn't expect him to dance...... If square dancing is also dancing. β
Seeing Wang Yao's professional appearance, especially the focused momentum on his body, the two daughters were stunned.
"My mother, is this the legendary realm of the unity of man and gun?" Tang Ning gasped, "This is your fucking **, right?" Brother, what else would you not have? β
Qin Guangnan felt a little uneasy in his heart, could it be that this kid really knows how to shoot?
It doesn't make sense!
Although there is already an entertainment method of indoor shooting in China, it has not been popularized at all, and only some wealthy people can afford to play, how can a poor ** like Wang Yao still shoot?
Just as a group of people looked at Wang Yao in disbelief, Wang Yao moved......
Pull the trigger!
Bang!!!
Everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes, but ......
The row of bottles still stood there......
"Hahahaha......"
Qin Guangnan was stunned for a moment, then laughed, all the doubts in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, and when he was about to say two sarcastic words, he saw Wang Yao say lightly, "This shot, just to find a feel, by the way, to feel the change in wind direction......"
Suddenly, all of Qin Guangnan's words choked in his throat.
"Awesome, brother!" Tang Ning immediately gave a thumbs up, admired the five-body throw, and praised, "I didn't expect you to be so proficient in shooting, brother, even pay attention to the direction of the wind, the master is different!" Awesome awesome. β
Charles and Prince Philip looked at each other, each seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.
"Charles, what do you think?" Philip asked.
"It's not easy!" Charles said solemnly, "Ordinary people, shooting outdoors do not pay attention to the change of wind direction at all, and do not even know this detail, he can know, which shows that he is indeed a proficient person in shooting." β
Just as the two were communicating, Wang Yao shot again!
Bang!
Still missed.
The crowd was stunned.
Wang Yao's expression changed slightly, and then he became angry.
One step forward, another shot.
Not yet.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Every time he fires a shot, Wang Yao takes a step forward, and this scene is simply like those lonely heroes in Hollywood blockbusters, shooting while walking, pulling the wind, so chic that it can't be done.
The premise is - do not look at the results.
At this time, the bottles on the fence are still standing there intact!
In the end, under the stunned gaze of many people, the angry Wang Yao had already walked nearly two or three meters in front of the target!
"Let's cheer energy! Possessed by the dark god of Gunara! Wang Yao took a deep breath, covered his ear with one hand, turned his head, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Missed again!
Damn, this bottle can play, and Nima will move!
Eat Lao Tzu with a shot!
Click......
Hearing the sound of the hammer in the pistol, Wang Yao's heart was cold.
The group in the back was stunned.
However, after all, Wang Yao was a person who had seen strong winds and waves, and he came to his senses in an instant, turned his back to everyone, and sighed, "Hey! It's a good gun, and I don't want to ruin it. β
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After the farm shooting experience, Charles and Prince Philip took Wang Yao and his party to the most famous racecourse in France, where Wang Yao, a turtle, experienced the feeling of "knight" again, and everyone had a lot of fun, and they really knew what the life of those foreign tyrants was like.
When I got back to the hotel, it was almost evening.
It's a pleasure for both guests and hosts.
"Prince Philip, do you think he will forgive me?" Charles asked from behind.
"I'm sure it will."
Prince Philip smiled and said, "At least his friends have a good time, so that even if he doesn't forgive you, his impression of you will change, in Chinese parlance, it is to take people short and eat people." β
Charles was relieved.
In fact, Wang Yao did have a lot of fun today, but at the same time, it hurt a little, if Charles knew that he was no longer the head of the four kings, how would he react?
When I returned to the hotel, as soon as I opened the door, I found a slender woman with long hair standing at the window, looking out the window.
Seeing Wang Yao coming back, Tong Long grinned, "Brother Yao, this sister is looking for you." β
Tang Rou turned around and nodded at Wang Yao.
"What's the matter with me?" Wang Yao poured himself a glass of water.
"Do you know why Prince Philip is so eager for you?"
Tang Rou asked slowly, and at the same time said to herself, "It's all because of your identity, the identity of the head of the four kings." In other words, if you were just Wang Yao, an ordinary professional player, do you think they would still treat you like this? β
"That's what you're here to tell me?" Wang Yao asked rhetorically.
"Of course not, I just want you to think again. If you still don't agree after the All-Star break, we'll have to report the matter to the senior management of the association, and then ......"
Before Tang Rou finished speaking, Wang Yao said, "Cancel my identity as the head of the four kings, right?" β
Tang Rou nodded, "This is a result I don't want to see." β
"Oh, let's talk about that then." Wang Yao smiled, "It's time for me to go down to eat now, together?" β
Tang Rou did not refuse, and then, Wang Yao called Tang Ning again, and the four of them went down to eat together.
When Charles and Prince Philip saw Tang Rou actually coming, they immediately said hello.
As contestants, Wang Yao and Tang Ning are definitely different, others are tired and tired, but the two of them have been playing in the mountains and rivers for a day, and when they arrive at the restaurant, they can see professional players from all over the world bowing their heads and discussing today's game.
Surprisingly, on the faces of those former three-star players, Wang Yao didn't see the usual arrogance, and they all looked depressed.
"It looks like today's game didn't go well...... Wang Yao muttered.
"yes, I just came back and watched the video of the game, and guess what? They were hanged! Downing leaned over with a plate and said, "I really didn't expect that team in North America to be so violent." β
Wang Yao wasn't too surprised, "After all, they haven't cooperated for nearly a year, and it's normal to lose." β
He understands the psychology of the voting audience, who wants to regroup these champions and see if they can have the glory of the past, but from the perspective of professional players, this idea is completely wrong.
The version of this game is constantly changing, the tactics are constantly changing, even if it is a strong team, no matter how strong a few people, after so long, it may not be as powerful as it was at the beginning.
It's a pity that they won't accept these truths when they go to those who vote.
Of course, the All-Star format is not to lose one and be eliminated, after all, there is only one team in each region, and there are only 6 teams in total, and if you lose one and be eliminated, the champion can be decided in one day.
"That North American team is not too good, but that mid laner is really too powerful, I heard that he is the hottest mid laner in North America recently, and even Pilsen can't compare to him in popularity." Downing was amazed.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion in the dining room, accompanied by the sound of whistling.
Wang Yao turned around and looked, and his heart jumped violently!
At this time, Tong Long was pushed to the ground by a tall white young man, the food on the plate was spilled all over the ground, and even Tong Long's body was stained with various sauces, and the tall white young man had an angry and arrogant look, pointing at Tong Long and shouting something.
Wang Yao and Tang Ning immediately got up and rushed over, and Tang Ning pushed the white young man away.
βfuck****οΌοΌβ Immediately, a series of foul words erupted from the mouth of the white young man, and at the same time, several more people in black uniforms stood behind the white young man.
"Are you alright?" Wang Yao looked at Tong Long with concern.
"Brother Yao, I'm fine......" Tong Long shook his head and stood up, "He is the mid laner of the North American team, so I met him just now and wanted to ask him if he had seen Brother Lin, and then I don't know why he suddenly pushed me......"