Qin Wantong's eyes stayed on Ye Chen's indifferent face, and suddenly turned to ask Fang Yuqi beside him.
From the first meeting to now, Qin Wantong's curiosity about Ye Chen has become more and more serious. His behavior is different from all the young men from aristocratic families she has met before, and the whole person is like a mystery.
Every time they meet, Qin Wantong can find a unique shining point in Ye Chen. For some reason, a thought flashes in Qin Wantong's mind: Ye Chen will win this time.
"Sister Wantong, just watch. If it's Ye Chen, there will definitely be no problem."
A smile appeared on Fang Yuqi's face and she said in a positive tone.
She knew Ye Chen's details very well. How could a soldier who came from a group of special forces be comparable to ordinary special forces like Li Yunwei?
A strange color flashed in Qin Wantong's eyes, and she looked at Ye Chen's back with a pair of eyes, slightly lost in thought.
All the eyes of the audience were fixed on Ye Chen. At this time, the referee gave the order and the target tossing machine began to throw flying saucers crazily in all directions.
Ye Chen's eyes instantly became cold and stern, and a chilling aura emanated from his body. He casually raised the gun in his hand and started shooting at the flying saucer in the sky.
Compared with Li Yunwei's movements, Ye Chen's posture looks much more chic, and there is a different kind of temperament in his movements.
"This man's shooting posture is so handsome."
Several women in the crowd looked at Ye Chen excitedly, with blazing dark eyes.
Unlike these laymen, Li Yunwei was a little confused at this time, and his eyes were wide open.
Ye Chen's movements were so fast that even Li Yunwei could not believe it. According to his rough estimate, Ye Chen's movements from carrying the gun, aiming, and firing were as smooth as water. The completion time was definitely no more than 0.4 seconds. His movements
The speed and response can be imagined.
It doesn't matter if you hit the target fast, if you can't hit the target, your efforts are not in vain.
Even if he hits all ten shots, it is just the same as his result. At least he is in an invincible position.
Li Yunwei swallowed his throat and secretly comforted himself.
With the sound of ten gunshots, Ye Chen put down the rifle in his hand casually, turned his head and came to Fang Yuqi's side.
"Ye Chen, you know, you're not even on par with me."
Fang Yuqi glanced at Ye Chen and said without blushing.
"Just be pretty."
The corner of Ye Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless at Fang Yuqi's boastful appearance.
"How's it going? Have you learned anything?"
Ye Chen looked at Li Yunwei and said lightly.
"I admit that your level is very high and your shooting speed is very fast, but so what, this one is a draw at best."
Li Yunwei looked a little ugly, snorted coldly, and said through gritted teeth.
"A draw?" A disdainful smile appeared on Ye Chen's lips.
Li Yunwei frowned and was about to speak when the staff member in charge of target reporting shouted in surprise: "Ten...eighteen."
"How is this possible?"
Li Yunwei's face suddenly froze, and he exclaimed: "How could it be eighteen? He...he cheated."
"With so many people standing here watching, you say Ye Chen cheated? Don't gamble if you can't afford to lose."
Fang Yuqi curled her lips and said sarcastically.
Soon the staff brought over the flying saucer that Ye Chen had shot down, and everyone counted them, and there were exactly eighteen of them.
A look of decline flashed across Li Yunwei's eyes, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He has met a master this time. Ten bullets hit eighteen targets, which means that some bullets hit two or three targets in a row. There are not many masters with this level of strength, even in international competitions.
,How could you appear in such a club?
"Shooting like you is a pretentious thing, it looks quite ridiculous to the insiders. Guns are not for performing, they are for killing. You only have basic skills. Without the influence of actual combat and the pressure of life and death crisis, you will never grow into a professional."
A qualified sharpshooter, in my opinion, your marksmanship is extremely weak."
Ye Chen shrugged and said calmly.
Li Yunwei's face was ashen and he opened his mouth, but found that he was unable to refute.
The surrounding onlookers were all immersed in Ye Chen's domineering declaration.
Strong people are always respected.
Soon, crisp sounds of applause were heard on the shooting range, and many people were shocked by Ye Chen's domineering declaration.
Listening to the crisp applause around him, Lu Changdong felt quite harsh, as if he was being slapped in the face. It hurt so much.
"Master Lu, I'm sorry, I won the bet again."
Ye Chen looked at Lu Changdong with a half-smile, and said lightly.
Lu Changdong's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his heart was bleeding when he thought about the five million bet.
Only then did the surrounding onlookers remember the bet between the two of them, and for a moment all their eyes were focused on Lu Changdong, with a look of gloating in their eyes.
With Li Yunwei's strength, if it were normal times, he could indeed defeat the masters in this club, but who would have thought that such a monster Ye Chen would appear.
There was a crisp sound, and Lu Changdong couldn't bear it any longer. He slapped Li Yunwei on the face and roared with a ferocious expression: "What did you tell me? Didn't you say you were sure to win?"<
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Li Yunwei covered his face and stood there blankly, his face full of depression.
This slap obviously couldn't eliminate Lu Changdong's anger. He kicked Li Yunwei to the ground and cursed angrily: "Zhonghai shooting master, you are a liar. You have caused me to lose six million. You can't even think about it. Believe it or not."
I will kill you."
Li Yunwei panicked. He knew Lu Changdong's identity. It would not be easy to kill him. He quickly cried: "Third Master, you can't blame me. Who knew this kid was so strong?"
"Don't I blame you? I'll beat you to death, you idiot."
Lu Changdong looked ferocious and his eyes turned red.
"Master Lu, you two will deal with the matter later. Isn't it time to give me the bet now?"
Ye Chen sneered and said lightly.
Lu Changdong froze, looking at the mocking eyes of the people around him, his eyes filled with resentment. He gritted his teeth, took out a bank card from his body, threw it to Ye Chen, and said the password.
At his status, credibility is more important than anything else. He dare not not give these five million.
"Master Lu is so generous."
Ye Chen took the bank card and said with a smile: "Want to bet or not? I was lucky just now, why don't we play sniper in the next game? Maybe Mr. Lu will turn over this time."
Are you still betting?
Lu Changdong is not a fool. Today is different from the past. The six million has already wiped out all his savings. If he continues to gamble, he will jump off the building.
"Ye Chen, just wait for me, this matter won't just be forgotten today."
Lu Changdong's face was ashen, and his eyes were full of resentment.
Having lost such a big face in front of Qin Wantong, Lu Changdong was embarrassed to stay any longer, and dragged Li Yunwei away with a sinister look.
From far away, you can hear Li Yunwei's pitiful begging for mercy. What happened next is self-evident.