In an instant, a veteran like Yan Motou, who had been born and died, smelled a murderous aura that was both familiar and strong.

"Bang bang!"

The sound of submachine gun fire, like ****, destroyed everyone's eardrums.

But the storm came and went as fast as it came, and by the time the students looked over in amazement, the gunfire had stopped.

Meng Chao skillfully disassembled the magazine, opened the magazine, and let the invigilator, who was also a little stunned, check it.

His results did not jump out on the big screen for a long time.

He didn't care, he snapped his fingers and turned to leave.

"Meng Chao, how is it?"

The students hurriedly gathered around.

"Good."

Meng Chao thought for a moment, "Within the scope of my own ability, it can be called invulnerable." ”

The students were speechless for a while.

Nervousness is nervousness, mentality collapses, and a dead duck's mouth is hard!

Zuo Haoran shook his head even more disdainfully, as if he was blaming himself, what are you talking about with a braggart king?

At this moment, Meng Chao's results were long overdue.

"Meng Chao in Class 6, with a firearms test score of 588 points and a total score of 1434 points, temporarily ranked eighth in the school!"

There was a sudden silence in the huge indoor shooting range.

Even the sound of gunfire from the test room next door became a little dull.

It's as if the air is full of great stickiness, holding the sound, the oxygen, and everyone's thoughts together.

"588 points? Zuo Haoran was 515 points just now, right? ”

"Meng Chao's firearms score surpassed Zuo Haoran by 73 points, flattening the gap between speed and strength at once, and the total score surpassed Zuo Haoran by more than 20 points?"

"How is that possible? He obviously missed a lot of targets, and he used a submachine gun to hit moving targets, how did he score such a high score, is it a miscalculation? ”

Everyone looked at each other, as if, it seems, should, be miscalculated.

Zuo Haoran was even more stunned: "Did you confuse my results with Meng Chao's?" ”

The invigilator frowned and called up Meng Chao's target.

The front is fine.

Until the last golden target.

Zuo Haoran's golden target just now was clean, and there was not even a needle eye on it.

Meng Chao's golden target was full of thirteen bullet holes, six of which were within the eight rings, almost breaking the small golden target.

The golden target is the most valuable, and the score of this target alone is enough to crush Zuo Haoran.

There was silence.

The invigilators were all in the same class, and everyone's expressions were a little dazed.

"Are you blind, or are you targeted?" It took a long time for someone to say it in disbelief.

Now that no one has tested it, whether he can speak or not is just a thought of the invigilator, and looking at the invigilator's expression, it is obvious that he is also curious about this question.

Meng Chao said: "Of course it's aiming, I've been saying repeatedly since a week ago, my marksmanship is not bad, why don't you believe it?" ”

The classmates couldn't help but say, "But you were so slow to assemble the gun just now!" ”

It's like Zuo Haoran, flowing clouds and water, electric light and fire.

Meng Chao smiled: "The gun is not an acrobatic performance, what are you doing so fast, do you want my hands to turn into a cloud of gray mist?"

"The purpose of assembling a gun is to maintain it, and to find out their wear and tear and deformation by carefully rubbing each part, and then deduce the firing parameters of the entire firearm.

"You know, when each new gun just leaves the factory, the shooting parameters are slightly different, not to mention that this batch of guns has been touched by countless candidates, their shooting habits are different, many people's posture and firing rhythm are wrong, and the rifling and parts are messed up - if you don't perceive every detail, how can you shoot accurately?"

"So, you're ready to shoot the golden target?"

Someone suddenly realized, "Then why don't you use a semi-automatic rifle, but a submachine gun?" ”

Meng Chao shrugged: "The golden target is fleeting, and only one gun can be used, the submachine gun has thirty rounds, and the semi-automatic rifle has only twenty rounds." ”

The students couldn't believe their ears: "However, semi-automatic rifles are more accurate!" ”

Meng Chao thought for a while: "For me, it's all the same. ”

“……”

The students were speechless for a while.

I just want to look up to the sky and howl.

Someone grinded his teeth and asked: "Then why did you miss the target so many times when you first shot at the moving target with a submachine gun?" ”

"Test the gun."

It will be helpful for the students' next exams, Meng Chao did not hide it, "Although I try my best to assemble the submachine gun according to my shooting habits, because of the wear and tear of the parts and rifling, I still can't grasp its characteristics, so I need to use a few bullets to correct the trajectory, and finally I can wear through Yang in a hundred steps." ”

The classmates looked at each other: "So, from the beginning, you gambled all your hopes on the golden target?" ”

Meng Chao was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little fluttering, as if his classmates had raised an incomprehensible question.

"I'm not 'all-or-nothing.'"

The last time I exploded the ghost-eyed golden-winged flame worm, it was called a desperate bet and gambled on the last bullet.

Today, he's just solving a problem that is complicated by steps and calculations, but not too difficult, and that's it.

As he spoke, Meng Chao and Chu Feixiong, who was in the back, clapped their hands and walked out.

He and Zuo Haoran passed by, but he didn't look at the depressed class leader, nor did he mention the appointment battle a week ago in front of the principal and the dean of teaching.

But Zuo Haoran himself fell into the trap of confusion, panic and shame, as if the whole world had collapsed towards him.

The smile that was in hand a moment ago condensed on his face, like the traces left after being slapped hard by Meng Chao.

"Haoran—"

The dean pinched him the waist, "You did well in the exam, go and rest and calm down." ”

The invigilator also said with a straight face: "Pay attention to the discipline of the examination room, and students who have finished the exam please go out!" ”

The head teacher hurriedly stepped forward: "Meng Chao, Zuo Haoran, you go back to the classroom first, remember...... Calm down and don't get carried away. ”

The exam is still going on, and the two naturally can't clash here.

Meng Chao nodded and waved his hand: "Come on, I hope everyone can get a good score in the test!" ”

He turned and left the testing chamber.

Zuo Haoran followed behind with a gloomy face.

It wasn't until he left the test center building that Meng Chao couldn't help but raise his fist and wave it vigorously.

It's nice to be one step closer to your dream, and this feeling of constantly changing your destiny!

This scene fell in Zuo Haoran's eyes, and it was naturally an undoubted provocation.

"Meng Chao, you are lucky today, the blind cat met a dead mouse, and the comprehensive results won me, this squad leader, I naturally have no face to be any longer, but I am not convinced by your actual combat ability!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Extreme boxing power, 100-meter run, and shooting games in the shooting range don't represent real combat power at all, now that you have recovered your peak, do you have the guts to fight with me?" ”

Meng Chao turned his head and looked at Zuo Haoran with a smile.

came, and it was the same as in the previous life.

It's just that the squad leader in his previous life had the advantage, and he provoked himself into a few words and obediently jumped into his trap.

In this life, he will let him taste the taste of his own fruits.

"Yes." Meng Chao said calmly.

Behind the cafeteria of No. 9 Middle School is a dense grove.

There is a soft sandy land in the woods.

This is where students settle their disputes on a daily basis.

Dragon City is an iron-blooded world, and the folk martial arts are extremely popular, even an octogenarian woman can play with a shotgun, not to mention a teenager with strong blood.

The school usually turns a blind eye, and even advocates that if there is a conflict, go to the cultivation room and resolve it openly under the supervision of the teacher.

If someone likes to go into the depths of the grove to fight, as long as it does not cause serious consequences, they will generally not be punished heavily.

Looking at the shadows of the trees in front of him, Meng Chao was full of emotion.

Here it is.

In his previous life, he was plotted by Zuo Haoran here, so that he failed the college entrance examination.

"Class leader, we all have to take the university entrance examination, this time it's the point, no matter who wins or loses, the past grievances will be written off, how about it?" Standing in the middle of the grove, Meng Chao hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

Zuo Haoran rolled his eyes: "Naturally, until the point is reached, it will be written off!" ”

"Okay, I hope you do what you say, otherwise it's ......" Meng Chao furrowed his eyebrows and stepped forward to attack.

Ripples appeared under his feet, pushing the sand into a circle of ripples, and with the help of the power of the earth, it blasted out a wave-like force.

Zuo Haoran retreated at high speed, his figure was blurred, and he was also rippled.

"Meng Chao, in the past year, you have only learned "Ripple Strength", but I am proficient in the two major power methods of "Ripple" and "Mangniu", both rigid and soft, you are not my opponent, admit defeat!" Zuo Haoran deliberately provoked.

"This time, I won't lose again!" Meng Chao's power rose wave after wave, and gradually lost the essence of "Ripple Power".

The two of them were like two waves entangled and pushing each other, the speed became faster and faster, and the flying sand and rocks were lifted, the grove rustled, and the leaves were scraped off by the fists.

Meng Chao seems to have just recovered from a serious illness, is not durable to fight, and is in a hurry.

Zuo Haoran obviously knew his weakness, he was not in a hurry or impatient, and slowly consumed.

In just over a minute, Meng Chao's school uniform was soaked with sweat, and his steps gradually became disordered.

Suddenly, Zuo Haoran shouted violently, and instantly changed his fighting style, seamlessly switching from "Ripple Power" to "Mangniu Jin".

Syllable!

Meng Chao seemed to be extremely uncomfortable with his style of play, and after a moment's stunned, he was slammed into the door with a strong slam, and suddenly his nose bleed like an arrow, and his lips were broken.

"Ahh

Meng Chao's face was covered with blood, and he was enraged by the pain, and his legs kicked hard, and he rushed forward regardless of it.

"Good time!"

The hideous explosion in Zuo Haoran's eyes.

This damned piece of shit has finally been fooled.

Hehe, do you think I'm really only proficient in "Ripple Power" and "Mangniu Power"?

Even, do you think I really only have three major forces?

The three major force methods are just the basics, and without adding real killing skills, it is like a sword without a blade, which can't kill people at all.

The so-called "good seedlings" like you can only receive compulsory education in school, and they don't know real combat at all.

However, I was taught early by my father and the powerful in society, and learned the method of killing that I could only get my hands on as an undergraduate.

Meng Chao, let's take a look at my "Heartbreaker"!