When Xie Feifei asked Tang Hao to compete, Li Yuntao and Zhang Rui were both very nervous. Although they admired Brother Hao, a god-level figure, the god was not omnipotent.
Tang Hao is already so amazing. If he had another good shot, wouldn't it be incredible?
"Well, Xie Feifei, why don't you let me and Zhang Rui come? Brother Hao doesn't know where he is yet!" Li Yuntao can't say that he doesn't trust Tang Hao's ability.
"It's okay, we can wait!" How could Ning Le not know what Li Yuntao was thinking?
Tang Hao can race cars and play ball, but he can't shoot guns. Even if he could, he wouldn't have such good skills. How could one person be proficient in so many things at the same time?
Ning Le is also a member of the "Hundred Steps to Pierce the Yang" Shooting Club, but she is just a new member. She knows that Li Yuntao is a senior member here and Zhang Rui is from the military. The marksmanship of these two people must be good.
Although she is very good at shooting with the shooting champion named Qian Yiduo next to her, accidents will always happen.
Therefore, Ning Le still felt that waiting until Tang Hao came over to compete would have a greater chance of winning.
Li Yuntao thought for a while and said to Zhang Rui: "Zhang Rui, I'm going to the toilet. I'll be back later."
Li Yuntao wanted to take this opportunity to call Tang Hao and inform him that if Tang Hao can't shoot or his marksmanship is not good, then he can find an excuse not to come. When the time comes, they will compete. Even if they lose,
It can’t be counted as Xie Feifei’s.
"Dududu." There was nothing on the other end of the phone except a busy signal. Li Yuntao had no choice but to come back first.
Zhang Rui looked at Li Yuntao and saw Li Yuntao shaking his head, secretly complaining.
But there is nothing we can do now. We can only wait for Tang Hao to come over. I just hope that he can continue the myth.
They didn't wait long. Just when Xie Feifei had just learned how to shoot, Tang Hao appeared.
"Brother Hao, we are waiting for you!" Li Yuntao and Zhang Rui ran over when they saw Tang Hao appear.
"Brother Hao, how are your marksmanship? Ning Le came over and found a shooting coach to compete with you. Xie Feifei is waiting for you now!" Li Yuntao asked in a low voice.
Only then did Tang Hao see Ning Le standing next to a few acquaintances. Xie Feifei and the others were all playing with guns, but Ning Le was the only one standing there motionless.
In fact, it wasn't that she didn't want to play, but she saw that Xie Feifei's shooting results just now were very good, and when she thought of the few shots she had taken a few days ago, she suddenly lost her mind.
If her marksmanship wasn't so bad, she would have compared it to Xie Feifei herself. Why would she put her hopes on others?
"Don't worry, I am a great god, an almighty god!" Tang Hao said with a smile: "Let's go and see what this shooting champion is capable of."
"You bastard, you're finally here. Take a look at my grades. Let me tell you, this is my first time playing with a gun today!" Xie Feifei ran to Tang Hao's side as if asking for credit.
"That's great, Xiao Feifei, you're great!" Tang Hao looked at the target casually. Indeed, for a new shooter, this result is quite reasonable.
Looking at the gun used by Xie Feifei again, Tang Hao gave a thumbs up.
"Xiao Feifei, you used the Bayi Bar! The recoil of this gun is very strong. Does your shoulder hurt?"
"Hehe, it's okay." Xie Feifei said with a smile. After saying this to Tang Hao, she really felt a little uncomfortable in her shoulders now.
I was just focused on shooting, and I was so excited that I didn't feel any discomfort in my shoulders.
Tang Hao came, and Ren Han and the others also put away their guns and walked over to see the continuation of Tang Hao's myth.
"Brother Hao, Xie Feifei and Ning Le made a bet to stay away. If you lose, you will probably..." Zhang Rui said angrily.
"If you let my cousin lose, I will definitely tell my uncle to fire you!" Ren Han said.
"Medical master, racing master, I hope to see the continuation of the myth!" These are the words of He Qiaoying.
"I've said all the good things for you, so I just look forward to winning!" Zhang Ling was helpless.
"Hey, hey, do we still want to compete? Why are there so many nonsense?" Ning Le was very unhappy. The words of Ren Han and the others revealed the meaning of victory. Doesn't that mean that he is destined to lose?
Qian Yiduo smiled and said: "Lele, shooting is not something that can be practiced overnight. A qualified shooter will have thick calluses on his right index finger. This is caused by pulling the trigger for a long time, just like me.
His hands are the same!"
Qian Yiduo stretched out his right hand in front of Ning Le. As expected, the calluses on it were very thick.
"According to my observation, the opponent has not touched the gun!"
Yes, Qian Yiduo's eyesight is still very good. He has been observing Tang Hao's right index finger since Tang Hao appeared.
If it were the same fingers as his, then he would have to brace himself and deal with it with all his strength. However, what he saw was a pair of ordinary people's fingers, with no calluses at all.
That's why he concluded that Tang Hao had never touched a gun, or at least not fired it a few times.
Compared with him, an international shooting champion, there is a gap between a master and a rookie.
When Ning Le heard what Qian Yiduo said, he was immediately confident: "Okay, win him over and I can consider your idea!"
Qian Yiduo immediately became excited when he heard this. He was just thirty years old this year. Although he had won several international shooting championships and was relatively wealthy, his views on money were just like his name. Naturally, he never
Too much.
Ning Le is the eldest lady of the Ning family. If they hook up like this, wouldn't it mean that they will have endless money to spend in the future?
Qian Yiduo seems to have seen the beautiful life in the future.
"Hey, kid, are you okay? Still have no courage?!" Qian Yiduo suddenly felt that he was no longer an ordinary shooting coach.
Even if several people here are descendants of the Zhang Jiang family, so what? I am the future son-in-law of the Ning family, and I also belong to the upper class!
"Don't think that just because you are a shooting champion is great. If you have the ability, why don't we shoot a moving target?" Zhang Rui said with disdain.
Civilian shooting uses fixed targets, which is much simpler than moving targets.
"You're not here to compete, why are you anxious?" Ning Le naturally wanted to talk to Qian Yiduo at this time, and he would still count on him later.
"Hey, you're going to marry someone else before you even hook up!" Zhang Rui laughed.
"You!" Ning Le was furious and thought in a blink of an eye, wait until the competition is over and see if they have anything else to say.
"Don't be complacent, let's compete first and then talk!" Ning Le sneered.
"Since you are so anxious to lose, then you rascal should hurry up and fulfill our Miss Ning's wish. I'm just a little strange, why does Miss Ning have to be so anxious to lose?" Xie Feifei tilted her head and said.
He said as if he didn't know what he was talking about. (To be continued)