rich and powerful son-in-law

Of course, Lin Youming would not mention the matter of Li Yan when it involved a million-dollar car and tens of millions of jade pendants. Both of them hit the 50-meter target.

Because of the limitations of the pistol, 50 meters is the range limit under the premise of ensuring accuracy.

Beyond 50 meters, it is difficult to predict where the pistol bullets will go. Even the sharpshooters in the army or the Olympic shooting champions cannot guarantee the hit rate.

The distance of 50 meters is very difficult even for amateur masters, and it is very unfriendly to novices.

Everyone was wondering whether Li Yan could hit the target?
Lin Youming changed into a set of exclusive shooting equipment, majestic.

Li Yan, on the other hand, didn't make any preparations, just casually stood on the target lane, losing a bit of momentum first.

The crowd formed a circle, waiting to watch the excitement.

Lin Youming chose Beretta, while Li Yan still chose Colt.

Some club members shook their heads and commented.

"It looks like a rookie at first glance, and he doesn't even know how to choose a gun."

"Colt is an era behind Beretta, and its accuracy and range are much worse."

After checking the gun and loading the magazine, the game began.

Lin Youming said: "You come first?"

Li Yan smiled: "You should come first."

"Aren't you afraid that after I finish the fight, you won't have a chance?" Lin Youming sneered.

Li Yan said lightly: "I think so too."

"You're really stubborn." Lin Youming said, "Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Youming held guns in both hands and posed properly.

I have to say that Lin Youming is indeed very experienced, and his posture is very professional.

"Come on!" Everyone in the Lin family cheered Lin Youming.

After Lin Youming adjusted his breathing, he fired the first shot with a "bang".

"7 rings!" The number of rings was displayed on the target.

There was applause all around.

At a distance of 50 meters, Lin Youming was able to hit the target steadily, and also scored close to the 8th ring. His strength is really good.

Lin Youming stabilized and continued to shoot.

"Pong!"

Another 7 ring.

Applause again.

It seemed to be in a state of coming, and it seemed to be the attraction of the jade pendant. Lin Youming's full firepower was like a god's help, and the next third shot actually hit a 9 ring!
At an amateur level, this start is perfect!

While cheering, everyone looked at Li Yan, hoping to see regret on his face.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Li Yan dozed off with his eyes closed.

Seeing Li Yan like this, everyone shook their heads secretly.

This guy loses!

Lin Youming glanced at Li Yan confidently, and continued to launch.

There were a total of ten bullets, and after firing all of them, the results came out.

A full 81 rings!
This created Lin Youming's personal best result, and also the club's third best result at the amateur 50-meter pistol target.

The audience applauded thunderously, except for Li Yan and Ling Ziyan, everyone was applauding.

Even the man and woman drinking tea nodded slightly, thinking that this result was not bad.

"He's a bit talented, he's a good seedling, but unfortunately he's a bit older." The well-dressed man said.

The young and beautiful woman smiled: "The amateur level is not bad, but compared with the professional level, it is still far behind."

At this time, the focus of the audience fell on Li Yan.

Facing Lin Youming's extraordinary performance, no one thought that Li Yan could counterattack, they were all waiting for Li Yan to make a fool of himself.

"Li Yan, come on!" Only Ling Ziyan waved his fist to encourage Li Yan.

Li Yan smiled, picked up the Colt, ejected the magazine, and quickly checked the bullets.

Then Li Yan shook his hand, reset the magazine, glanced at the target 50 meters away and said, "Can you change the distance?"

"Pfft..." Everyone was happy.

Zhang Xiaoju mocked: "Why, do you really want to hit a 10-meter target? Are you ashamed?"

Lin Youming also smiled and said: "Li Yan, this is a prize game, do you think I will let you?"

Many people also shook their heads, thinking that Li Yan's face is really too thick, even if he can't win, there is no need to be so ashamed, right?

Li Yan smiled and said: "You guys misunderstood, I mean the target is too close, can you move it farther away?"

farther away?
People thought they had heard it wrong.

The distance of 50 meters is not far enough, do you want to move further?
If it is farther away, the comparison is not technology but luck.

Could it be that Li Yan knew that he couldn't beat Lin Youming with technology, so he planned to turn to metaphysics?
Lin Youming was also speechless: "How far do you want to go?"

Li Yan said: "100 meters, I am more comfortable with that distance."

"100 meters? Are you sure you can hit the target?" Lin Youming just felt baffled, even if he didn't have the confidence to hit the target 100 meters away.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Li Yan said.

"Okay, I'm satisfied with you. But don't lose the race! No matter if it's 50 meters or 100 meters, if you lose, you have to give me the jade pendant!" Lin Youming said.

"It's a word."

The target position moved back 50 meters and stopped at a distance of 100 meters, which is also the farthest distance that can be set.

The two people who were drinking tea in the distance were stunned when they saw it.

"Are you kidding? Isn't this a joke?"

"A 100-meter target with a pistol? He might as well just admit defeat."

"Xie Fei, how many rings can you hit at this distance?"

"Me? If I have a 70% hit rate, it's not bad."

Not only these two people, but also the melon-eating crowd watching.

Even Ling Ziyan was a little worried.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Li Yan picked up Colt.

"It's been a long time since I played with guns, I really miss it." Some experiences of the eighth generation emerged in Li Yan's mind, and he was full of emotion.

Lin Youming's noise came from next to his ear: "You are starting."

Li Yan smiled, raised his hand and raised his gun.

one-hand!

The accuracy of pistols is not high. In order to improve the hit rate, shooters will use two-handed guns.

Holding a gun with one hand is of course a handsome posture, but the hit rate is not flattering.

"I'll go! This guy is a rookie!"

"I suspect now that all his ten shots will miss the target!"

"Missing the target? If it wasn't for the bulletproof glass cover, I would be afraid that he would hit us!"

Lin Youming laughed dumbfounded when he saw Li Yan's posture.

Too amateur, amateur of amateurs!
Now Lin Youming is sure that he will win that jade pendant soon.

Taking a breath, Li Yan pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Clap! Clap! Clap..."

A series of gunshots resounded in the shooting range.

In just two or three seconds, all ten bullets in the magazine were fired.

Everyone was stunned.

Crazy?
Even if the can is broken, there is no need to fall like this, right?
See how calm and rhythmic Lin Youming is when shooting, that's called shooting!

What's your name?

You call it setting off firecrackers!

Such a long distance, such a large recoil, or a pistol, you are so indiscriminate, you are lucky if you don't hit the ceiling!
At this moment, the target showed the ring number.

Everyone looked up, all dumbfounded.

A row of "10" rings!