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Chapter 8(2/2)

Xie Tian was originally respectful and afraid of these seniors, but suddenly Hu Bin said this and didn't dare to move. He froze for a while and immediately sat back in the chair and started the training ground.

Lao Jia couldn't stand it and said, "It's nothing to relax occasionally. Are you too strict with a child?"

Hu Bin sneered and entered the training ground to touch his gun, "There will be a qualifier next month. Do you still have time to relax? If you don't want to be shortlisted, I still want to."

He was so sarcastic that Wang Liuliu handed the water cup to Xie Tian after eating a biscuit, "Xiao Tiantian went downstairs to pour me a glass of Coke, I want to drink ice."

Xie Tian was stunned for a moment. When he raised his head, he looked around his eyes. He saw Liu Liu laughing at him, and his fat face was piled up together. He couldn't help laughing out loud, and quickly took the water cup and whispered: "It's not good to drink too much Coke."

Wang Liuliu was naturally involved, "I know, killing sperm, it's okay, my idol is a man."

Xie Tian was scared and almost threw the glass cup. When he looked at his white face, he was panicked and walked out quickly. Yu Zu reminded inside: "Bring the door and bring me some hot and sour noodles."

Lao Jia: "I want a large portion of medium and spicy spicy hot pot, thank you!"

Hu Bin glanced at the closed door, curled his lips and sneered, and his eyes fell back to the target six hundred meters away on the screen.

He is a deputy sniper, so he naturally needs to practice sniper.

Yu Jia glanced at it and said, "If your hand is not right, go down a little further; if you are not right, go up a little further; if you are not right, don't press it firmly; if you are not right...will you be making trouble?"

After saying seven or eight things in a row, Yu Jue threw his phone on the table in the last sentence, and his voice was extremely impatient.

Jia Cheng and Wang Liuliu looked at each other, half got up and prepared to go out. Yu Jue sneered and leaned back, "Don't leave. You can't shoot the head with a full M24. What have you been practicing for so many days?"

Yu Jiao is not very old and is only nineteen years old. Except for Xie Tian, ​​only Wang Liuliu is half a year younger than him, but everyone is afraid of him.

There is no other reason, e-sports, food is the original sin.

He was too strong, so he just said this sentence lightly, and Hu Bin's momentum disappeared, and he bit his lips tightly and did not speak.

Yu Jue got up and walked to him, reached out and pressed his hand on his hand, pulled the headphone cable with his other hand, pressed the keyboard, circled him in a circle, and whispered: "Is it difficult to aim for a six hundred-meter mobile target?"

As he said that, he pointed lightly,

With a bang, the center of the red heart.

Hu Bin was completely suppressed in a small space. Looking at the falling target on the screen, his face turned pale and his cold sweat was almost over.

Yu Jue still refused to let go, controlling the character's movement and aimed at another moving target. Eight hundred meters, the farthest range of m24, sometimes he might not even hit the static target.

The man's breathing was above his head. Yu Ju smiled and aimed while pressing his gun, "I want to be shortlisted too, but Brother Bin, do you want me to snipe from beginning to end alone?"

Yu Jue smiled and clicked the mouse casually.

After clicking, he let go, but he didn't even look back. When the gunshot sounded out of the sound, Yu Jiao closed his eyes and said, "If you really want to be shortlisted, just train well. I'm never responsible for taking lying down."

On the computer screen, the 800-meter moving target was shot and fell backwards.

Hu Bin shrank his hands under the table, crossed his hands and pressed them. The moment he touched his hands, he realized that his palms were covered with cold sweat.

It seemed as if the bullet just now was rubbing against his face.

The author has something to say: Yu Jue in He Wan's eyes: A person who is stupid has more money and more mentally retarded.

Yu Jue in the eyes of fans: I will carry the CP banner.
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