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Mick seemed to realize that Qi Fangzhou might have mastered this broken gun, and deliberately disturbed him with the reflection of the camera.

But for a shooter, none of that makes sense.

Qi Fangzhou has found his own rhythm.

Under the live broadcast, Qi Fangzhou hit a nine again!

And Doni hit eight!

"Don't let the water go!"

"How did he get it right twice in a row!"

"Don't give it a chance!"

"Can the anchor compare the effect of these programs!"

Mick said while nodding and bowing, while reading the barrage aloud, disturbing Qi Fangzhou.

"Fifth time! Ready! Shoot!"

"puff!"

"Eight……"

Qi Fangzhou's Adam's apple rolled.

His hand trembled a little nervously during the final shot, and this time he hit the same number of points as Doni.

"Sixth time! Ready! Shoot!"

"Seventh time! Ready! Shoot!"

"The eighth time!"

"Ninth time!"

After shooting four times in a row, a little cold sweat broke out on Qi Fangzhou's forehead.

Although he scored a little more points than Doni these few times, the hole he dug in the first shot was too big.

Last time, he had to hit two more shots than Doni to get a tie, or lose!

"No chance! Duny's winning!"

"Yeah! This guy is quite accurate!"

"Hehe, anyway, he will definitely lose!"

"Is it possible that he can shoot ten points the last time?"

Mick adjusted the camera, and then said excitedly.

Seeing that Qi Fangzhou had adjusted so quickly, he was really worried just now.

But now there is no suspense!

Qi Fangzhou will definitely lose!

After all, he specially tuned this gun.

Even if you can hit ten, the bullet has no strength to embed into the target in the end.

He even thought about how to comfort Qi Fangzhou hypocritically for a while.

"Qi Fangzhou! Shoot me ten o'clock!"

"Qi Fangzhou come on!"

"come on!"

"It's okay! Come on!"

good!come on!

Qi Fangzhou himself said it in his heart.

"Hey! You're doomed!"

Duni charged Qi Fangzhou with a gun and said.

But Qi Fangzhou ignored him.

"Last shot! Get ready!"

Seeing that the atmosphere in the live broadcast room had reached its climax and the number of people was approaching the peak, Mick shouted.

"Gudong..."

Qi Fangzhou's Adam's apple rolled.

Everyone's cheering sound also brought pressure to him.

He has no way out now!

He must hit the ten rings!

No matter how many shots the opponent shoots!

Qi Fangzhou clenched his fists.

"shooting!"

The instant Mick called out to shoot, Donnie shot.

"Eight o'clock!"

Seeing Donnie's results, Mick yelled!

"Stable!"

"He can't hit ten!"

"Hahaha I'm still aiming there, it's so funny!"

"What do you say if he cries in a while?"

Mick read the barrage aloud in Qi Fangzhou's ear at a crazy speed.

But what he didn't know was that from the moment he said the beginning, there was no sound in Qi Fangzhou's ears.

He seemed to be alone here, and everything around him had nothing to do with him.

And his only task is to shoot the damn ten rings with this damn gun!

"call……"

Qi Fangzhou quietly let go of his clenched fist, and he let out a soft breath.

then……

shooting!

"puff!"

There was this weird gunshot.

The bullet tremblingly traced a very strange arc in the air.

"Middle! Middle! Middle!"

Li Lin shouted.

And Bai Yi also turned off Omniscient Information.

He believed in Qi Fangzhou!

Definitely hit!

"puff!"

Under countless pairs of eyes and cameras, the bullet pierced into the tenth ring with great difficulty, as if hearing the cry from the bottom of everyone's heart in the camp!

"Beautiful! Ten!"

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Battalion Commander Zhang waved his fist and shouted.

"call……"

And Qi Fangzhou exhaled lightly and put the gun down.

"Cut! Professional training can be evenly matched with amateur training!"

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to see anyone in my life!"

"It's too embarrassing to compete! Isn't this bullying Donnie?"

Mick was still reading the barrage aloud.

This disgusting look of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water made Yingling Zhang harden his fist again.

"He must have been professionally trained! This one doesn't count!"

"Too bullying Donnie!"

"One more time!"

Mick looked at the barrage and shouted in Chinese.

"Zhang Battalion Commander, my friends in the live broadcast room said that this is not counted, and they want to watch it again."

"Then how do you compare! Then how do you calculate!"

Battalion Commander Zhang took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Ah? Let me choose someone! Alright! Then I will choose someone!"

A sneer appeared on Mick's face.

He looked left and right, and then accidentally met Bai Yi's eyes.

"It's you!"

The clothes on Bai Yi's body were torn and torn, and his skin was so white, he had no training at first glance, so he was sure to lose!

"Friends in the studio! Can he do it!"

Mick directly tugged at Bai Yi's sleeve and asked.

"Row!"

"Ok!"

"Just him!"

"It looks similar to Donnie! This time it should be fair."

Under Bai Yi's strange gaze, Mick dragged him to the spot where Qi Fangzhou shot just now.

"Boy! Now you represent you to compete with Donnie, you know?"

"Ah."

Bai Yi pretended to be very nervous and nodded, then took the gun that Mick handed him.

"First shot! Ready!"

"Wait, I want to ask first... Is this how you shoot?"

Bai Yi interrupted Mick's words and asked back.

He gestured seriously, as if seeing a gun for the first time in his life.

"Is such that."

Mick took a look at Bai Yi, and his heart was filled with joy.

It turns out that this kid can't even shoot a gun!

Nadoni wins!

It was a small mistake to let Qi Fangzhou tie at the last moment just now, this time Doni won't beat me and I will eat shit!