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Chapter 102 The Face Hurts So Much

Seeing the referee like this, everyone around couldn't help but ask: "What's unbelievable? Could it be that this guy got a perfect score?"

Shitou laughed coldly: "The blind shooting he just did, there is absolutely no perfect score. Even the real special forces in the Falcon would probably have a hard time achieving it. In my opinion, this kid should have scored zero."

Let’s divide it?”

The two female detectives also said: "It's normal to give him a zero score. Looking at his actions just now, it was just a random beating."

The referee shook his head and said: "What he scored was neither a perfect score nor a zero score."

"How many points is that? By the way, Captain Lin, how many points is it?"

Shitou paused as he spoke, and then said: "Our captain Lin is not only the best player in the bureau, but also a famous sharpshooter. His score should be very high this time, right?"

The referee nodded and said: "Captain Lin's score is indeed good. He scored 44 points this time."

Just now, each person tested a total of five bullets on the target, which means that the full score is fifty points. At a distance of 100 meters, the result of forty-four points is not the best, but it is not bad.

"Forty-four points, Captain Lin is really powerful. The distance of one hundred meters means that if there is an enemy standing one hundred meters away, he can hit the enemy accurately."

Shitou couldn't help but sigh. Lin Yijin was quite proud after hearing this. He waved his hands and said with a smile: "The state was still a little worse just now because it was a temporary attack and my mind was not settled."

Tang Feng on the side just smiled and said nothing. A score of forty-four points may be considered good for ordinary people, but Lin Yijin came out of Falcon after all.

Regarding the Falcons, Tang Feng definitely knew much more than the people present. Lin Yijin's reloading reaction and shooting speed were the worst among the Falcons.

Regarding what Shitou said just now, although you can hit someone from a hundred meters away, you have to know that it is a target, and people can move. Can they stay still for you to hit?

Moreover, a true sharpshooter must kill with one shot, that is, a headshot!

Long Yiyi asked at this time: "You haven't announced Tang Feng's results yet, how is he?"

In fact, even Long Yiyi herself didn't notice that when she asked this question, she was obviously anxious, revealing the slightest concern for Tang Feng.

Originally, she asked Tang Feng to come with her just because she wanted to dig a hole for him to jump in and give him some color, but before she knew it, Long Yiyi's attitude had changed.

The referee looked at the report sheet and said: "His results are somewhat special."

Long Yiyi immediately said: "What's so special and how many points it is, you can just tell me!"

The referee said: "His target score is only 22 points."

"Twenty-two points? What's there to say? The results are obvious. Who loses and who wins? You'll know by looking at the results," the two female detectives said immediately.

"That's right, Captain Lin scored a high score of forty-four, while he only scored twenty-two. Isn't this result already obvious?" Shitou agreed.

The referee smiled and said: "You may not have heard clearly, but what I just said is that this is just a target score."

Shitou immediately said: "Target results, what do you mean?"

At this point, he chuckled twice and said, "Is it possible that this is a target?"

The referee said: "I can't say for sure what his score was. Although the score was 22 points, after inspection by the staff, all five of his bullets were shot in a straight line."

"What does it mean to hit in a straight line?" Long Yiyi asked.

The referee continued: "Just now, out of curiosity, a staff member carefully measured it with a ruler. The five bullets were all on a horizontal line, and even the distance between each bullet was exactly the same!"

At this point, he couldn't help but look at Tang Feng and said with a smile: "There is only one explanation for this. You typed it on purpose, right?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately took in a breath of cold air and turned their heads to look at Tang Feng. For a moment, the huge underground shooting range was completely silent and could hear the needle dropping.

Everyone is not stupid and has obviously reacted.

Tang Feng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand you? To be honest, I was just beating randomly, maybe it was a coincidence."

The referee couldn't help but laugh and said: "If it's two bullets, it might be a random coincidence, but with five bullets, it can't be a coincidence."

After saying this, he paused, and then continued: "Based on your reaction speed when loading the gun just now, our staff unanimously concluded that you are a well-deserved sharpshooter. In private, I have been working at this shooting range for more than ten years.

I have never seen a shooting master with your ability to hit wherever you point!"

After saying that, he left. Although the referee did not announce the final result, but now, is there any need to announce it? The result is already obvious!

Everyone was silent. Shitou, who was a subordinate detective, originally wanted to speak to the captain so that he could find a way to get off the stairs, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't say a word.

Because he found that in the face of absolute strength, any words became pale, and even he had to sigh that the results of this man named Tang were enough to crush Captain Lin.

Lin Yijin clenched his neck with both fists. At this moment, he could only feel the burning pain on his face. The opponent's slap in the face made him almost ashamed.

The opponent obviously has the ability to hit wherever he points, but he doesn't hit the bull's-eye with full marks, but deliberately hits a straight line. This clearly shows that he doesn't take him seriously.

Lin Yijin was very embarrassed, especially in front of many of his subordinates, and what was even worse, in front of his favorite goddess, he was so embarrassed.

The situation became very awkward, and even Long Yiyi didn't know what to say.

Tang Feng shook his head and said, "It's getting late, let's go." He turned around and took a step forward.

Although he won, Tang Feng didn't criticize and tease him, and he didn't even have any ripples in his heart. Not to mention that Lin Yijin was the bottom of the Falcon Team. Even the top members of the Falcon Team had to be surprised when they saw Tang Feng.

Respectfully call me boss.

It was destined that he and Lin Yijin were not from the same plane!

But Lin Yijin didn't have such a consciousness. When he saw Tang Feng flicking his sleeves to leave, his expression suddenly dropped. He had lost such a big face today and he had to get it back.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Yijin shouted coldly and rushed over.

Tang Feng frowned and said, "Is there anything else?"

Lin Yijin's scarlet eyes stared straight at him, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I admit that you, this kid, have some talent in firearms shooting, but I don't accept it!"

Tang Feng was also angry. This guy repeatedly teased him, which made him feel very unhappy. He said coldly: "So, you still want to compete with me?"

Lin Yijin said resolutely: "Yes, it was a Wen competition just now. Next, I will compete with Wu. Do you dare?"


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