The first game was about marksmanship.

When it came to marksmanship, Tong Lan didn't know where it came from, He Zifeng was startled, he looked at Tong Lan carefully, the young man was still very handsome, but he was wearing a black shirt of the Green Gang, and throwing it into the crowd also belonged to the inconspicuous master.

This made him sigh with emotion, sure enough, he was close to Zhu Zhe Chi, and he was close to Mo Zhe, how to say that he was also a lieutenant of the national army before, and he had received strict military training, no matter where he went, such a person would give people a feeling of being as straight as a javelin, but in Tong Lan, it was completely out of taste.

This shrugging and hunched look is really no different from Xiaoliu.

Thinking of this, he looked back at Xiao Liu who was standing below, but the cargo station was straighter than a javelin, He Zifeng couldn't help but shake his head, the way of the world has really changed.

"What do you think?" The seventh master stretched out his hand and knocked on the armrest of the chair, and his intuition told him that He Zifeng was distracted: "The other party has already sent someone up." ”

He Zifeng fixed his eyes and looked at it, it was really!

It was a young man who came up, with a clean board and a straight head, a well-fitting stand-up collar suit, a Chinese face, and inverted eight eyebrows, giving people an unusually capable feeling.

He Zifeng frowned: "Who is this person?" ”

"You ask me, who do I ask?" The Seventh Master looked back and smiled: "Don't underestimate the Black Dragon Society, that's the real place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." ”

"Ideologically, I attach great importance to the enemy."

He Zifeng muttered, turned his head to look, but found Tong Lan standing next to him staring at him with burning eyes, He Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and then shifted his gaze and looked at Ma Wangye.

"Are you sure you don't want to choose me?"

Tong Lan snorted coldly, which made He Zifeng shudder, but quickly recovered: "What? Are you going to go to the Japanese and denounce me? Tell you to go up? I'm afraid that your muzzle is not aimed at the target, but at the opponent's head! ”

After speaking, the prince of Tsushima beckoned.

"Tell me, how do you want me to crush him."

Ma Wangye's face was murderous, which made He Zifeng a little helpless: "Have you been sparring with Tong Lan recently?" Have you been spoiled by him? ”

"Strategically, we need to pay attention to the enemy, do you know?" Seeing that Ma Wangye was confused, He Zifeng said earnestly: "Don't underestimate the Black Dragon Society, that is the real place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." ”

The Seventh Master and Tong Lan turned their heads and despised He Zifeng.

Kikuchi Longbei saw that the four heads on the opposite side were chattering, and couldn't help but ask, "He Sang, are you ready over there?" ”

"Alright, alright."

He Zifeng waved his hand and pushed Ma Wangye out: "The incense master of the Qinggang Huotang, Ma Xiaoyun, known as Ma Wangye, is the first shot of the Qinggang." ”

"Good!"

"Good!!"

"Come on!!"

"the little devils!!"

Shanghai Tang has such a large territory, and the Green Gang is the largest gang, and Ma Wangye's reputation is still very loud, so when he was pushed out by He Zifeng, there was a burst of cheers below, the crowd was clamoring, and the anxious gendarmerie hurriedly re-erected the human wall to maintain order.

Kikuchi Longbei looked at Ma Wangye, and then pointed to the young man beside him: "This is one of the twelve deacons of this Black Dragon Society, Shibuya Koichi, and he is also the best marksman in the Black Dragon Society." ”

"Please advise."

"Take, take!"

One bowed, the other hugged his fist, He Zifeng felt that Ma Wangye was not taken by Tong Lan, at least he was still very polite.

"President Kikuchi, the personnel have been sent, how can we compare this first one?"

Kikuchi Ryubei didn't speak, but Shibuya Hikaru glanced at Ma Wangye, and stretched out his hand to the distance of the street: "700 meters past from here is Suzhou Creek, I believe you have seen it, above the iron bridge, there is a black bottle......"

"Hey, hey, hey." Ma Wangye touched the back of his neck a little helplessly: "You mean, you put a bottle of the same color as the steel frame of the bridge, you want me to find it and shoot it, don't you?" ”

"Exactly!"

Ma Wangye looked at Shibuya Koichi like a monster: "I said you're really funny, of course you know where you put it, raising your hand is a matter of shooting, I have to fucking look for it, are you sure this competition is fair?" ”

His words immediately caused a discussion below, Shibuya Koichi's face turned red, and he found that he had fallen into the trap of Ma Wangye.

China's culture is broad and profound, the same sentence, the understanding of the meaning can be extremely biased, Ma Wangye's sentence "you put a bottle" from a literal point of view, can be understood as the person put it, can also be understood as you asked someone to put it.

As a martial artist with his own arrogance, Shibuya Koichi naturally disdains to be the person Ma Wang Ye said.

The bottle was put by him, not by himself, and even he didn't know the specific location of the bottle, but the sentence asked by Prince Ma naturally made him understand the second meaning very naturally, so he answered without thinking.

I never thought about it, but what Lord Ma asked was whether Shibuya Koichi put it himself.

This seems to be an ordinary sentence, but it completely makes Shibuya Hikaru speechless, even if he says that he didn't put it now, how many people will believe it?

"Eight Tooth Road!"

"Eight of your uncles, I still have nine and ten!"

Ma Wang Ye shouted, but directly beckoned his own person to take his beloved Mauser up, took out a white cashmere cloth from his pocket and wiped it carefully: "It's not that the Lord looks down on you, even if you know the location of the bottle, can you hit it or not, hehe, or you go first?" ”

"I will never do such a despicable thing, I made the bottle go and I don't know the location, for the sake of fairness, I let you shoot first......"

"Alright, alright." Ma Wangye waved his hand impatiently: "I said everything, can you hit the two and say, what are you inking?" When it's time for me to shoot, it's really nothing to do with you, hurry up! ”

He Zifeng smiled secretly in his heart, Prince Ma's calmness and Shibuya Hikari's undulating chest were imprinted in his eyes.

A qualified sniper must maintain a calm heart in any environment, and the cultivation of the state of mind is a necessary condition for becoming a sniper.

Compared with Shibuya Koichi, Ma Wangye has richer social experience and life experience than the other party, and is more mature than the other party, and even knows how to affect the other party's emotions in the competition.

From deliberately setting up a trap to being arrogant and irritating the other party, Ma Wangye has done it tightly.

"Young man, don't be so impulsive all the time!"

The seventh master whispered, and a smile appeared on the corner of He Zifeng's mouth, he agreed with the seventh master's words.

In his opinion, in this competition, Ma Wangye has already won half of the victory.