Dushi: Dad, I really don’t want to be a licking dog anymore

"It was the project you mentioned before, so it's time for me to propose a comparison this time!"

A smile immediately appeared on Qin Ming's face, and he looked at Zhao Ning.

"Please!", Zhao Ning spread his hands.

"Why don't we play a game of hit rate! Each person shoots ten flying needles, and then chooses a referee to throw ten ping-pong balls into the air. Whoever hits the most ping-pong balls wins. What do you think?" Sample?"

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth raised, and he laughed out loud in his heart.

As a top killer, he has a lot of skills.

Whether it's piano or painting, or drag racing, Go.

In order to be able to match what he likes, he can successfully disguise himself and get close to the target person.

Qin Ming has practiced almost every skill to a professional level.

But as a killer, what is the most powerful thing?
Killing of course!
Whatever that killer learned.His main purpose is to kill.

Perfect timing and precise strikes are the most important!
This is also what Qin Ming is best at as a killer.

And in order not to leave any hope for Zhao Ning, he even chose to replace the flying knife with a flying needle.

This will increase the difficulty exponentially.

Qin Ming even doubted whether the other party would fly a needle.

But he doesn't care about these, after all, the other party can say that he surpasses in any aspect.

"You want to pretend, don't you? Keep pretending!"

After Qin Ming finished explaining the rules, the people around him became confused.

What the hell?Take a pin and throw a ping pong ball?
To compare who hits more ping pong balls?

Isn't this a pain in the ass?
Do you think this is acting in a martial arts drama!
Zhao Xin immediately smoothed things over and said with a smile: "Amin, why don't you change the comparison, I've never heard of this kind of comparison."

However, Qin Ming didn't intend to step down the steps for Zhao Ning, but looked straight at the latter: "Why? You won't be afraid!"

"How is it possible, let's compare it to this!"

Zhao Ning shook his head with a smile, and said to the service staff not far away: "Hello, can you bring us ten table tennis balls?"

The waitress at the celebrity hotel also saw Zhao Ning's performance before.

This is undoubtedly a very good impression.

As an old employee of this hotel, I have seen a lot of various business and political celebrities.

However, no one can be as charming and talented as Zhao Ning.

And I heard that he is actually the richest man in Liushi.

This made the waitress admire Zhao Ning even more.

Hearing that the latter was actually talking to him at this moment, and still being so polite, the waiter only felt that the deer was bumping in his heart, and immediately nodded and ran out without saying a word.

In the field, Qin Ming took out an iron box from his pocket, opened it, and there were exactly twenty flying needles inside.

After he took out ten of them, he pushed the iron box in front of Zhao Ning.

"Brother Qin, what kind of hobby is this? Do you still carry needles with you? Do you practice medicine or embroider!"

After taking the iron box, Zhao Ning said half-jokingly.

Of course he knew why the other party was carrying a flying needle with him.

Because after he learned the god-level assassination, he would also carry two boxes of silver needles with him when he went out.

A pair of needles are naturally god-level, used to treat diseases in case of emergency.

And the other pair is a box of ordinary silver needles that can no longer be ordinary.

As weapons, needles are more concealed.

Although he has obtained the god-level assassination technique, he has actually reached the ability to use any surrounding items as a killing weapon.

Flying flowers and picking leaves can also take people's heads!

Especially this ability is more effective under the control of the aura of the innate warrior.

But the shooting range of the silver needle is much farther.

Especially with the blessing of god-level medical skills, using silver needles as hidden weapons can allow Zhao Ning to make some better attack methods.

But this doesn't affect Zhao Ning's hatred of Qin Ming.

Hearing these words, Qin Ming was taken aback for a moment, obviously realizing his abruptness.

After all, which normal person would carry a box of needles with him.

But he quickly smiled and said: "My brother-in-law guessed right, I learned a little embroidery recently, and I wanted to embroider a pair of mandarin ducks for Xin Er, but my brother-in-law saw it ahead of time."

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding guests suddenly exclaimed.

"Wow, what a man of the country, if my husband is willing to embroider things for me, I'll be moved to tears!"

"I have to admit that Xinbao is really lucky to have such a superb brother and a boyfriend who loves me so much!"

"A boyfriend like this, what more can a husband ask for!"

……

Not far away, Zhao Xin also looked at Qin Ming in surprise, his eyes full of surprise.

Zhao Ning: "???"

I guessed your size right!

It has to be said that Qin Ming is much more cunning and vicious than Ye Fan.

He even borrowed the donkey from the slope.

It's just a war of words.

Soon, the waiter came back with twenty brand new table tennis balls.

"I'm afraid you won't know how to play, so let me come first this time, and it's also a show!"

Qin Ming walked past Zhao Ning confidently: "Brothers and sisters, please move aside to avoid accidental injury!"

"Ten meters, ten meters away, waiter, you can drop the ball!"

All the people around dispersed, Qin Ming looked back at Zhao Ning again, and tightened a flying needle in his hand.

"Is this a joke? It's too difficult to penetrate a ping pong ball ten meters away!"

"If this is true, wouldn't it be able to kill people?"

"I don't know, but he proposed the competition, so maybe it's really possible."

……

There was a lot of discussion around, and the waiter who was the referee was also inexplicably nervous at the moment.

"Is it okay to just throw the ping pong ball in the air?"

Qin Ming nodded, and said calmly, "Let's get started!"

The waiter was not hopeful about this, but he obediently picked up a ping pong ball and threw it in the air.

However, just when the table tennis ball just took off.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the ping pong ball exploded into pieces.

This scene happened too suddenly.

So that almost everyone present did not react.

Except Zhao Ning.

It's just that even Zhao Ning couldn't help feeling that, as a killer, Qin Ming played very well in this move, and his reaction ability was also very strong.

Almost as soon as the ping pong ball was shot, Qin Ming made the same shot.

The entire venue was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly there was thunderous applause.

The waiter's legs and feet became weak after a brief absence.

Everyone was shocked, but no one was more shocked than her.

Because she is the closest person to the table tennis ball, she can even feel the sound of flying needles piercing the air.

There is no doubt that if Qin Ming's flying needle was a little bit off, he would die.

"continue!"

Qin Ming ignored everyone's surprised gazes.

Because in his opinion, this is just a basic operation, and there is no difficulty at all.

Next, the waiter threw the remaining nine table tennis balls into the air one by one.

However, without exception, all the ping pong balls exploded the moment they were shot!