From the beginning to the end, Li Haoyang's speed never slowed down at all.

Bang bang bang...

When the final three shots were fired, the electronic screen showed a time of 1 minute and 24 seconds, which was a full 16 seconds faster than the black-haired young man.

16 seconds, for a shooter, this is a huge gap, a gap that even a lifetime of practice may not be able to bridge.

The five young people were completely speechless. They had no idea that the tough crew-cut man could be so powerful and achieve such good results.

"A person should not be judged by his appearance", this sentence is really not wrong at all.

"Hahaha... How about, can you apologize?"

With an arrogant laugh, Li Haoyang put down his gun, walked out of the fourth venue, glanced at the five young people, and finally stared at the red hair and said.

"Damn! What's so great? You are familiar with the terrain here. If you let us, Azu, practice again, we will definitely be better than you."

The purple-haired girl opened her mouth, with a dissatisfied look on her face and a mouth full of swear words:

"Forget it, you don't deserve an apology. How about we give you two million?"

"kindness?"

When Li Haoyang heard this, even though it was only said by a girl, the other three young people all agreed, and immediately became a little angry again, secretly saying:

"What's this? I really think being rich is a big deal."

And Yaoyang finally stood up and spoke:

"Little girl, when you come out to fool around, you have to admit your mistakes and stand at attention when you are beaten! Winning is winning, losing is losing. If you don't even have the courage to admit losing, how can you have the face to come out again in the future?"

Saying that, Yaoyang looked at the black-haired young man alone and smiled:

"Young man, what do you think?"

The black-haired young man rolled his eyes and seemed to be really thinking about whether this was right or wrong. After a long time, he nodded and said:

"you are right!"

Then, he immediately looked at the red-haired young man and ordered:

"Hot, apologize!"

"I……"

The red-haired young man looked embarrassed and was obviously unwilling to speak.

"I……"

The red-haired young man looked embarrassed and was obviously unwilling to speak.

The black-haired young man suddenly had a cold look in his eyes. He looked directly at the red-haired young man and ordered again:

"Apologise now!"

"Well…"

The red-haired young man seemed to be willing to give in. He looked at Li Haoyang and said very unconvinced:

"Yes...I'm sorry!"

"As long as you know you are wrong, I, Mr. Li Haoyang, have a lot, so I won't argue with you."

Li Haoyang looked proud and waved his hand towards the red-haired young man, as if he was waving away his younger brother.

"you……"

The red-haired young man was even more angry, but he accepted the defeat and had a final bottom line, so he didn't say anything more.

The black-haired young man heard Li Haoyang sign up, and after muttering in a low voice, he came to Li Haoyang, stretched out his hand and said:

"Li Haoyang, right? Your marksmanship is really good, can you teach me? Let me meet you, my name is Guan Zu, and these are my brothers, Fiery, Liang Maisi, Tintin, and Zhou Su."

After hearing the black-haired young man's introduction, Li Haoyang didn't think anything of it and shook hands with him casually.

On Yaoyang's side, his eyes were bright and he said secretly:

"It's indeed these boys!"

They come from the new police story, the rich kid who dared to rob the bank, and the criminal gang of five.

However, at this time, judging from their age, they should have just gathered together and have not yet grown into ruthless bandits.

At this time, Li Haoyang's words also introduced Yaoyang into the topic. Li Haoyang shook hands with Guan Zu and said:

"Guan Zu, right? I see that you have a good attitude. Considering your age, your marksmanship is indeed good enough. I would be happy to teach you some tricks."

"But I am only the second. If you are the first here, you would be foolish to sacrifice the near for the distant."

"First?"

Guan Zu was a smart man. When he heard this, he immediately remembered that Li Haoyang introduced himself earlier and said that he was the second in this gun club. If there is a second, of course there is a first.

Immediately, Guan Zu became very interested in this first place: This second place is already so good, and he can definitely beat himself up, what level should the first place be?

During this period, Guan Zu, who loved playing with guns, made no secret of his pursuit and asked hurriedly:

"Who is number one in this place?"

"It's so close!"

Li Haoyang raised his head towards Yaoyang, indicating that he was the one.

For a moment, all the eyes of Guanzu's five-person group were focused on Yaoyang, and they looked at him carefully.

"Is he number one?"

Guan Zu only looked at Yaoyang's height and frowned: in Guan Zu's opinion, if someone with such a figure said he was very skilled, he would believe it.

But to say that he is the first to play guns, he is very doubtful. After all, the moving gun target tests not only the marksmanship, but also the flexibility of the whole person.

Sometimes being too tall doesn't mean you're fast enough.

On the contrary, it should be very inconvenient when running obstacles!

Although he didn't really believe it, Guan Zu had learned some lessons since he underestimated Li Haoyang before. He calmly came to Yaoyang, looked up and said:

"What do you call it?"

"Lei Yaoyang, if you don't mind, call me Brother Yaoyang and you won't suffer any loss."

Yaoyang responded with a smile, looking at the young man in front of him with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Brother Yaoyang?"

When Guan Zu heard this, he frowned even more, and without addressing him, he said bluntly:

"Can you show us the top level of this venue?"

"If Haoyang wins, you will give two million. If I play better than Haoyang, what will you give me?"

Yaoyang spoke playfully.

Guan Zu heard Yaoyang's words. As a young man, he immediately thought that Yaoyang was a greedy person. He felt a little disdainful in his heart and spoke loudly:

"What do you want? Just say it! As long as we can afford it, we will give it to you."

"That's right, what do you want? Is three million enough?"

"What three million? How about I give you five million?"

Following Guan Zu's words, his brothers also helped him one after another. Everyone was very popular, and in fact they were indeed capable.

As far as Yaoyang remembers, these guys are all highly educated and the second generation of powerful families.

Growing up, they seemed not to take money seriously. In the original novel, a few guys robbed hundreds of millions in cash just for fun. They were the only robbers seen in history.

Yaoyang also absolutely believed that if they were given hundreds of millions, they would be fine.

Unfortunately, this is not what Yaoyang wants!

Smiling slightly, Yaoyang put forward the conditions:

"Let's do this. If I win, you do one thing for me. If you win, I do one thing for you. How about that? Fair enough!"

"good!"

Guan Zu thought for a moment, nodded immediately and said:

"It's a deal, please!"

"Ah!"

With a chuckle, Yaoyang, dressed casually, slowly walked into the fourth venue.

"You guys, let's watch the show!"

Li Haoyang's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he quickly stood up in a good position and smiled at Guan Zu and the others. His words were full of confidence in Yaoyang, as if he was sure that Yaoyang could win in any case.

"kindness?"

Guan Zu and the others looked at each other, but they all focused their attention on the scene.

Speaking of the game, Yaoyang picked up the game gun that Li Haoyang had placed on the field, grabbed a few magazines and put them on his body, and held three magazines in his left hand.
To be continued...