After ten shots, Luoyang slowly got up from the ground, looking at the opposite hillside with a calm expression.

After so many years of career training, Luoyang is very confident in her marksmanship, she believes in herself, besides, even if she doesn't score well, it can't be worse than the novice who is stable, right?

"Target!" Gunpowder shouted to the side of the hill.

Luoyang immediately shouted: "Don't report it first, report it later!"

After saying this, Luoyang turned around and looked at An Wen, and said with a chuckle: "I'm afraid that you know that my score is under psychological pressure, so let's wait for you to finish the fight and then report it together." ”

An steady, didn't say anything, casually picked up the micro-punch he had debugged, and then took a few steps forward, quietly looking at the hillside in the distance.

Gunpowder looked at An Wen expectantly, and was very looking forward to his next performance, when Luoyang was shooting at the target before, An Wen used a small rope to hang up each bullet and test it, and only the bullets that could face straight down were left by him.

This is something that only a veteran gun player knows, each bullet is not completely uniform in texture, and he will also adjust the bullet before each mission, but the method is not the same as his.

When shooting targets in Luoyang, An Wen also made a temporary modification to the micro punch, replaced the vertical grip with a right-angle front grip, and added a muzzle suppressor.

These things are not at all something that an ordinary person can say, gunpowder can be sure, An Wen is a person who knows guns, and naturally looks forward to his next performance.

In addition to An Wen's ability to perform amazing marksmanship, Gunpowder wants to know how Luoyang will behave according to her personality if she loses.

An Wen walked to the front with a slight charge, stood upright and set up his gun, and then began to shoot standardly.

Different from Luoyang's continuous shooting, An Wen forcibly turned the fully automatic micro-punch into a single-point rifle, he did not choose to shoot continuously, but shot bullet by bullet, and went to the target stubbornly.

He fired at a steady rate, firing every five seconds, ten rounds of ammunition, and the time was just close to a minute.

"Awesome big brother," gunpowder looked at An Wen and said, "Which military region is my brother from?"

An Wen shook his head embarrassedly and said, "I'm not a soldier, just an ordinary person." ”

Gunpowder smiled and did not debunk the lie of stability, how could an ordinary person have the opportunity to come to them, besides, the skillful marksmanship just now is not something that ordinary people can have.

"Target!" Luo Yang shouted.

About ten seconds later, a shout came from the other side of the hill: "All hundred!

Luoyang was immediately stupid, and the whole person was stunned and looked at An Wen in a daze, with a thoughtful expression.

It's normal for her to be able to hit a hundred rings, but how could that bastard also hit a hundred rings?

An Wen smiled and said softly: "It's all a hundred rings, then we can be considered a tie, since that's the case, those bets won't count, Master is still Master, you are still you." ”

Luo Yang frowned, stared at An Wen and said, "Let's gamble again!"

"Luoyang—" Gunpowder shouted softly.

"I don't believe it! let's gamble again!" Luoyang shouted with wide eyes.

Gunpowder walked over and hurriedly grabbed Luoyang, lowered his voice and said in her ear: "Don't make trouble, can't you see that you have already lost?!"

Luo Yang turned his head to stare at the gunpowder, and said, "Why did I lose? Both of us are a hundred rings, and it's a tie!"

Gunpowder is the best marksman in the team, if he says that he lost, then he should really lose, but Luoyang can't figure out where she lost.

"He can shoot a hundred rings with a micro punch, such a long distance, do you know what this concept is?" said Gunpowder whispered, "What is a micro charge, do you still not understand? If you are given this shot and let you shoot, can you hit a hundred rings?"

Luoyang was stunned in place, and suddenly figured it out.

An Wen is holding a miniature submachine gun, this kind of gun is a weapon that can only be used in close combat, especially because it is powerful in melee combat and has a fast rate of fire, but once it opens up the distance, it will expose its fatal flaw - insufficient accuracy.

On the contrary, she was holding a heavy sniper artillery, which was perfect for long-range shooting, although both of them scored a hundred rings, but if it was true, it was indeed her who had the advantage in firearms.

According to gunpowder, if you take a micro rush to fight, can you score a hundred rings?

Although Luoyang refused to admit it, he knew very well in his heart that he really couldn't do it, and he couldn't still score a hundred rings at such a distance.

An Wen, what kind of freak is this guy, why does he understand those feng shui knowledge in today's era when science is so advanced, why does a man with very poor skills shoot so well?

Luoyang gritted his teeth and glared at An Wen fiercely, his brows furrowed tightly, and he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, okay, I'll just joke with you. An Wen Hehe laughed twice and said, "I'm also having fun with guns, senior sister, why don't you take me to other places to play?"

Luo Yang clenched his fists and said coldly: "You can play by yourself!"

"What's wrong with this?" An Wen had a helpless expression, "I didn't recruit you to provoke you, I said that the bet just now was not counted, why are you unhappy again?"

Luoyang waved out the knife and said, "I'm not unhappy!"

"Look at you, look at you, aren't you unhappy?" An Wen said painfully, "Girls, don't use knives and guns all day long, didn't your parents teach you, how will you marry in the future." ”

Luoyang's face changed, and the knife instantly hit An Wen's neck.

"Why don't I need you to care!" Luoyang roared coldly, "Also, I am willing to gamble and lose, just if I lose, I will lose, I don't need you to let me, if you can't marry someone in the future, you just wait to marry me!"

Luoyang was angry and sad, grabbed the knife and waved it a few times in front of An Wen, then put away the knife in anger, turned around and walked quickly.

An Wen froze in place, looking at Luoyang's back as if he had seen a ghost.

This woman...... Why did this woman seem to be crying just now?

I didn't say anything, why...... Why did you cry? What did you do?

Gunpowder came over and patted An Wen's shoulder, and said sympathetically: "Brother, you are the number one fierce man I have ever seen, even Luoyang has been bullied like this by you, oh my God, it's terrible......"

As he spoke, Gunpowder turned around and walked out, leaving behind a bewildered look of stability.