Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

After all, the game would be over in less than five minutes.

Lin Shuyang guessed Deng Yingwu's plan. He closed his eyes and calculated silently in his heart.

At first, Deng Yingwu shot him eight times after changing the magazine. Later, he shot three times at the shooting target, and then shot him once in the chest. While he was lying down, Deng Yingwu shot him again at the shooting target. Three shots were fired.

In other words, there are at most five bullets in Deng Yingwu's gun at this moment.

He opened his eyes, gathered a handful of grass from the ground into a ball, and then threw it upward.

A bullet penetrated the grass ball instantly, accurately and quickly.

He played this trick four times in succession.

Each time the ball was thrown from a different position, until the last time, Deng Yingwu didn't fire again.

Lin Shuyang took a fallen green grass leaf in his hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

well.

Now, Deng Yingwu only has two bullets left.

After a pause, Lin Shuyang continued to throw the grass balls upwards, even though Deng Yingwu was no longer fooled.

Although the story of the boy who cried wolf is simple in theory, it is very convenient to use.

When everyone thinks that "the wolf is coming" is a lie, even if the "wolf" really comes, no one will believe it.

When Lin Shuyang threw the ball of grass for the last time, someone appeared from the other side and pointed his gun directly at Deng Yingwu.

Although Deng Yingwu knew that the other party might use the method of making false claims in the east and attacking in the west, the dozens of successive green grass balls had made him gradually relax his vigilance.

The moment he saw Lin Shuyang appear, he instinctively turned the gun, but it was too late. He could only hide behind the sack to avoid the sharp attack.

"Bang! Bang!"

Lin Shuyang hit the sack in front of Deng Yingwu twice with two consecutive shots, causing a burst of wooden debris to billow.

Then he turned the muzzle of his gun and hit the center ring of the shooting target behind Deng Yingwu with one shot.

At this moment, the Ronghua Sect and the Fugui Gang were already tied.

The end of the game is getting closer and closer. Lin Shuyang can only win by hitting the center ring of the shooting target again.

Deng Yingwu planned to take advantage of this opportunity to fight back. He put the muzzle of his gun on the sack and stared at his opponent with one eye like a hound.

But Lin Shuyang was not in a hurry to fire a second shot. After hitting once, he turned the gun because he knew that Deng Yingwu would definitely fight back at this time, otherwise he would have no chance to shoot again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The moment Deng Yingwu pulled the trigger, Lin Shuyang also pulled the trigger.

Both bullets hurtled towards their respective targets.

"Hey~" A harsh friction sound sounded from mid-air, and the two bullets happened to hit each other and passed each other.

However, with this collision, both bullets changed their original trajectories and shot into the sack one after another.

The bullet, which had been de-energized halfway, did not stir up even a trace of debris when it was fired into the sack.

Deng Yingwu's pupils shrank suddenly, and as his thoughts turned around, he turned his gun again. This time, he aimed at the shooting target behind Lin Shuyang.

Seeing this, Lin Shuyang did not move at all. The moment Deng Yingwu turned the gun, he pulled the trigger.

This time, he directly shot down the bullet fired by Deng Yingwu to the ground accurately the moment it exited the muzzle.

Then, he calmly turned the gun and aimed at the target behind Deng Yingwu.

"boom!"

Not surprisingly, there was an extra bullet hole in the center ring.

Deng Yingwu stood up straight and froze in place. He looked at the empty pistol in his hand with a depressed expression.

Even if he changed another magazine, he couldn't win.

Two seconds later, he looked up and saw Lin Shuyang looking at him and nodding slightly at him.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" The iron bell rang at exactly this moment.

"The gun round time is up, the game is over!"

On the high platform, Shen Manwu's voice resounded throughout the audience, and everyone came back to their senses. This game shocked them too much. Every time they thought the outcome was determined, the results would be unexpected. Unexpected.

But it is undeniable that this game is unique and exciting in the history of the split meeting!

Zhao Yin, who had ridiculed the Ronghua Sect before, didn't even dare to raise his head now. After all, the slap in the face was too loud!

Seeing this result, Qin Guangsheng and Okada Kawaichi's expressions were not so good. Qin Guangsheng stared at area No. 5 on the turntable, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Along with this, his eyes looking at Shen Manwu also turned cold.

At this time, Lianyi's gaze just happened to look over. After searching for the source of that cold gaze, she couldn't help but sink her face, and her eyes were full of thoughts for a while.

"Hahahaha, I just said this guy is a genius! Sure enough, he didn't disappoint me at all!"

Uncle Dao's sonorous voice sounded, and his pride was beyond words.

genius?

Chen Ziqian raised his eyebrows. This word was indeed the most suitable word to describe Lin Shuyang.

As for Rong Xianyi, the nerves that had been tense since the moment the bell rang finally relaxed.

It was only then that he felt an unprecedented fear.

He couldn't imagine that if Deng Yingwu had been shot not in the chest but in the head, the result would have been unbearable for him.

On the racecourse.

Lin Shuyang walked out from behind the sack and walked in front of Deng Yingwu. Then he extended his hand generously and said, "Thank you very much. Please be merciful when you shoot."

Deng Yingwu looked at Lin Shuyang's bloodless right chest and immediately understood that he was wearing a bulletproof vest underneath.

However, Deng Yingwu had no intention of shaking hands with Lin Shuyang. He just glanced coldly at Lin Shuyang's hand stretched out in the air, then raised his injured right wrist and said softly: "No need to thank you, with your shooting skills. One shot could obviously blow my head off, but you didn't, so I just reciprocated."

After saying that, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

The skills are not as good as the people, there is nothing to say.

Lin Shuyang put down his hand and said nothing. He turned around and watched Shen Manwu's people counting the bullet holes in the shooting target.

Soon, the results came out.

Lin Shuyang followed the man, walked back to the room unhurriedly, and then went up to the high platform amid Shen Manwu's words.

"The Fugui Gang hit the center ring seven times, and the Ronghua Sect hit the center ring eight times."

"In the third gun round, Ronghua Menrong Shao won!"

At this moment, Lin Shuyang felt as if he had been honored. Everyone looked at him with awe, admiration, and admiration.

"Brother Shu Yang, when you fired the gun just now, you were so cool!" Lianyi took the lead and patted Lin Shuyang on the shoulder.

But Lin Shuyang dodged it without leaving a trace, and in the end Ripple only took a picture of a corner of clothing material.

However, she didn't care about these small details. Instead, she deliberately leaned into Lin Shuyang's ear and whispered softly, "Just now, you worried Mr. Rong so much that he almost came to the scene to drag you back!"

Worry......

Lin Shuyang turned his head and looked into a pair of eyes as dark as thick ink.