Zhao Junhao looked at everyone coldly, unafraid.

"We don't have much time left, and I don't have time to compete with you one by one."

"You can choose the best one, or you can go up together."

As soon as these words came out, everyone became even angrier, and one by two clenched their fists.

But no one moved, and they all focused their eyes on a young man in the first row.

The young man was white and clean, and his appearance was quite handsome, just like a little white face.

But in this case, everyone looked at him, and it was clear that his prestige among these people was extremely high.

Everyone agrees that he is the strongest.

As expected, this young man really took a step forward and faced Zhao Junhao's gaze.

"Mr. Zhao, my name is Chen Yang, you can call me Xiao Wu."

His attitude is neither humble nor arrogant.

Zhao Junhao nodded.

"How do you want to compare?"

Chen Yang shrugged.

"Let's compare the guns."

Zhao Junhao agreed.

Someone set up a target and brought up two pistols equipped with silencers.

In the process of preparation, Zhao Junhao heard the crowd in the big circle talking in a low voice.

From the words of these people, he got to know Chen Yang in general.

It has only been three years since he joined the big circle, but because of his extraordinary talent and repeated meritorious achievements, he shot and assassinated 23 main members of rival gangs within three years.

And a year ago, at the boxing ring of the Canadian Chinese gang rally, he won the honor of the red stick.

Therefore, although he is young, his status in the current big circle seems to be only under the know-it-all and Fang Bazhi.

When you're ready, you're ready to go.

Zhao Junhao and Chen Yang both stood outside the back door of the warehouse, about a hundred meters away from the target, and shot one after another.

A minute later, the results were in.

Chen Yang had ten shots, three of which hit the bull's-eye, five shots and nine rings, and two shots and eight rings.

For a person who is a fool of the road, this kind of marksmanship can be called terrifying.

Everyone was amazed, but when everyone saw Zhao Junhao's achievements, they all felt incredible.

Zhao Junhao had ten shots, all of which hit the bull's-eye!

And it's all through the same hole!

Not to mention the others, even Chen Yang, who has the best marksmanship, is also dumbfounded.

He looked at Zhao Junhao's hand, and couldn't believe that there was such a steady hand in the world.

Isn't this an emotionless shooting machine?

"What's next?"

Zhao Junhao's words relieved him from his stunnedness.

Seeing Zhao Junhao's indifferent eyes, Chen Yang clenched his teeth.

He was very upset!

Among the brothers, he is the strongest.

He has always been proud of his marksmanship.

But in Zhao Junhao's eyes, this guy doesn't seem to take him seriously at all!

He wants to prove himself and let this arrogant guy know how good he is!

"Than combat effectiveness! After all, there are many times when you can't shoot, and you still have to get close to the body. ”

"But I'm afraid I'll hurt you, so it's better than punching a sandbag."

Afraid of hurting me?

This kid, how dare you say it.

Zhao Junhao smiled and shook his head.

Chen Yang had come to the sandbag that had been intact.

Move your wrist, take a deep breath, and slowly retract your right fist.

Luck, twist the hips, and punch out.

"Poof!"

The sturdy sandbag was shattered by his punch.

"! Awesome! ”

"Fifth Brother's boxing technique seems to be more powerful than two months ago, this punch has at least a few hundred catties of strength, right?"

All the strong men were amazed.

Zhao Junhao nodded slightly.

No wonder Chen Yang is so young and has such a high prestige among these people.

With this kung fu, this person has already practiced not weak internal strength, coupled with his good marksmanship, it is indeed enough to laugh at the proud side.

Chen Yang's face was a little smug, and he raised his chin at Zhao Junhao.

"It's your turn."