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Tang Ming's attitude still didn't dare to relax, he didn't think it was a coincidence, the divine doctor put the safety of the two young ladies in his hands, and he had to do his duty.

Moreover, Doctor Qin recently gave a special order to prevent all strangers from approaching the two young ladies, just for fear that the strange black shadow would instigate Liu Laibao and instigate others to be unfavorable to the two young ladies.

Where Yang Aijun couldn't notice Tang Ming's inexplicable defense, he didn't quite understand why, but seeing the familiar interaction between him and Liu Zhaodi, he felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

"Miss, why do you call him Master? How come I haven't heard of when you recognized a master? This master is not something that can be recognized randomly. ”

"Oh, just now, Brother Tang, you don't know how powerful he is, all ten shots are bullseye. That's why I'm going to worship him as a teacher. ”

"So that's the case, why should the eldest lady ask outsiders, people who are not familiar with it, who don't know the roots, and Mrs. won't rest assured. And Tang can also do ten shots with a red heart. ”

Liu Zhaodi's eyes immediately sparkled: "What you said is true, then why didn't you show us before?" If I knew you would, I wouldn't have begged for it cheekily. ”

When Yang Aijun heard Tang Ming's words, he was very unhappy, as if he had been challenged, and suddenly said with a cold face: "Why don't we have a competition, whoever wins, who will be Zhaodi's master." ”

As soon as the two girls heard that they were going to compete, they immediately applauded, Liu Laidi trusted Tang Ming very much, and immediately cheered him on, saying that he would definitely be able to.

However, when it was time for the game, Yang Aijun added two more conditions, blindfolded to try the mobile target, which is difficult and interesting.

Tang Ming's hand shook slightly, his eyes were open, he had no problem with ten consecutive red hearts, but it might be a little difficult to be blindfolded, and it would be even more difficult to become a mobile target.

When the time comes, it's all about hearing and quick perceptual reactions.

Yang Aijun's identity, he is naturally clear, and a senior commander who was a special/battle/team to test marksmanship, in fact, he is quite bold, but the loser can't lose the battle, not to mention that Lai Di is still watching from the sidelines, and he doesn't want to disappoint Lai Di.

"Compare to whom, who is afraid of whom!"

The gambling game here has already alarmed the owner of the shooting hall, as well as other guests, everyone has come around, quietly watching the competition in front of them, when they heard that they were going to shoot the moving target blindfolded, they all let out an exclamation, is it really okay?

Comrades-in-arms also have electronic mobile targets here, that is, one will move forward, one will retreat, and whenever the target stops, it will make a beeping sound to indicate the direction of the target.

The electronically mobile targets stay at each position for less than half a minute, and if the person shooting does not shoot instantly, they can only wait for the next sound.

This kind of competition is very exciting, and everyone is given the same amount of time, which is ten minutes, that is, in between, the electrons flow to the bull's-eye, and they will move twenty times.

As soon as the ten minutes arrived, the two people uncovered the blindfold, and there were two scoring items, one was who had the most targets, and one of them was counted as one point. The second is who has the highest number of targets and rings. According to the number of rings, the corresponding points are counted, and the last two are added together, and whoever has the highest total is the winner.

This is a new and simple way to play in this shooting gallery, because after all, not all the guests are so professional, and if it is simpler, everyone will like to come to it.

"Let's go!"

I saw a whistle from the owner of the shooting hall, and the electronic mobile targets on both sides of the field immediately moved, changed positions at the same time, and made a beeping sound.

Yang Aijun's body was as straight as a pine and cypress, one hand was gently behind him, like a general, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, his right hand was raised, and he quickly pointed at the electronic flow target, and with a bang, it hit the bull's-eye.

The people around them wanted to cheer but were stopped, and the sound would interfere with the people of the game and put them under psychological pressure.

The expression on Tang Ming's face was not as calm as Yang Aijun's, and he looked a little uncertain.

Liu Zhaodi opened her mouth wide, looked at Yang Aijun's figure with adoring eyes, and felt that he looked so handsome, not messy at all, calm, so handsome, too cool, too manly.

But Liu Laidi stared at Tang Ming nervously, clasped her hands together, trembled slightly, and kept silently thinking in her heart, you must hit, you must hit!

Tang Ming also shot out, but it's a pity, there are only nine rings!

Ten minutes passed quickly, Tang Ming's face was full of sweat, and his chest was undulating, but looking at Yang Aijun again, there was still no difference from ten minutes ago, he was still so calm and composed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked like he was winning.

"It's time!" The host personally stepped forward to check it, and then used the electronic screen to enlarge the results of the two and send them to the audience.

Tang Ming looked at it, his face suddenly looked bad, where did he need to count it deliberately, it was obvious that he had lost.

The mobile electronic target moved twenty times, and although he also fired twenty shots, six of them missed the target, but Yang Aijun's side hit them every time.

Among the sixteen shots Tang Ming shot, only two were ten rings, the others were nine rings, eight rings, and even one hit on the edge.

Yang Aijun's side, it's all ten rings!

"Mr. Tang, am I qualified to be Liu Zhaodi's master now?" Yang Aijun asked without arrogance.

Liu Zhaodi jumped over with a cheer: "Of course there is, of course there is, Master, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

Tang Ming took a step forward with an unsightly face, no matter what Liu Zhaodi shouted, he dragged Yang Aijun aside, stared at him very seriously, as if he wanted to see something: "Mr. Yang, don't forget, your father is still waiting for God to heal and save him, is it really good for you to do this?" ”

"I don't understand, what did I do to make you feel bad?" Yang Aijun asked rhetorically.

"Don't think I don't know, what are you trying to do to get close to our eldest lady, isn't it that Divine Doctor Qin prescribed three strange conditions, you are afraid that she will cure your father, and then you want to use the eldest lady to threaten the divine doctor, right?"

Yang Aijun laughed: "Joke! Since I, Yang Aijun, have already agreed to those conditions of Divine Doctor Qin, it is impossible for me to do those villain's things again. ”

"Then why are you trying to get close to our eldest lady in every possible way?" Tang Ming looked like he had broken the casserole and asked to the end.

Yang Aijun hooked his lips, walked over, patted Tang Ming's shoulder, and said in his ear: "Qin Xiaoying asked you to teach the two of them to shoot, but only Liu Laidi can get your personal guidance, why is this, I don't believe it, you are just doing business, don't you have a little personal care?" ”

"You, what nonsense are you talking about, I, I ......" Tang Ming's face turned red all of a sudden.

"No need to explain, your thoughts on Liu Laidi are my thoughts on Liu Zhaodi, we should help each other, right?"

Tang Ming opened his mouth wide and looked at Yang Aijun in disbelief: "You mean, you have a crush on Liu Zhaodi?" (To be continued.) )