Five shots

Five shots that shocked the world and cried ghosts

Three minutes later, there was a lot of cheers at the scene, and even the generals and others cheered. Only Zhao Yushan drooped his face and kept muttering: "Aaron's shooting skills seem to have improved again. Is there any reason for this?"

Zhao Yushan asked himself, he couldn't do the same as Hong Yalun

But Hong Yalun seemed to ignore the cheers and applause in his ears, and just calmly reminded Riscon that it was time for him.

The ancient well has no waves, the heart is as calm as water, the world changes, but my heart does not change, and the mountain collapses, and I stand tall. This is Hong Yalun's realm. If there is a master who plays with guns, Hong Yalun is a master who plays with guns.

Riscon swallowed hard and said, "If you deserve me, you should. If you have any great things, you can do it."

This guy said ruthlessly, but he thought to himself: "Damn, anyway, your target is yours, killing him is considered to be overwhelming. You have to mention the rules of the game first. This is our territory. Will the boss ask me to pay his life because of that guy?"

Riscon said while thinking about it, walking to the golf frame. After getting five balls, he had to walk towards the professor in the distance.

However, he had only taken two steps, but was stopped by Hong Yalun.*xshuotxt/

"Hey, what are you doing?" Hong Yalun shouted at Riscon.

"What I do is of course put these five balls on him, otherwise how can I shoot, I shoot whatever I shoot," said Riscon, who felt that Hong Yaron's problem was very idiotic.

Hong Yayuan smiled and said, "Mr. Riscon, you won't joke with me. My teammates are targets for me because he supports me and he trusts me. Do you think he will trust you if you break a shot and fail to hit the ball, but hit someone. So, you should let your teammates be targets for you."

When Hong Yalun spoke, the professor had already stepped towards him. The two of them celebrating each other with high fives. The professor was still full of spring breeze and said sincerely: "Aaron, congratulations, your shooting skills seem to be improved again."

"Haha, I think your mood is more diligent than before. I'm hurt."

As Hong Yalun said, he wiped a little blood from the professor's ear with his hand, and there was a small hole there.

"It's okay, I was hit by the cracked golf fragments. Haha, it's so exciting, so satisfying," the professor said indifferently. After saying that, he turned his head to Riscon beside him and said, "What are you waiting for if you don't want to compete, you can admit defeat directly. It's your honor to lose to my brother."

"I" Riscon felt speechless.

The helpless Riscon had to step in front of his teammates and said, "Brothers, who would like to go over and serve as a table for me?"

Riscon's teammates look at me, I look at you, no one speaks. These guys understand in their hearts that this is a life-threatening life, and it can even be said that this is a life-threatening life. The reason why Hong Yalun was able to succeed just now was that they believed that it was because Hong Yalun's marksmanship was too good, but they believed that it was because Hong Yalun's luck was too good.

You should know that Hong Yalun's five guns just now completely overcome the scattering problem of pistol bullets. This is completely unreasonable. Apart from the blame for luck, they have no better explanation.

Hong Yalun has such good luck, does Riscon still have it?

There is no certainty that all the luck has been used up by the boy just now. Where else did Riscon get the luck? If there is no luck, they went to play the ball table, what would it be if they were sent to death?

Seeing that so many of his teammates were not willing to be a ball table for him, Riscon couldn't help but say anxiously: "Brothers, are you really not convinced of my shooting skills so much that you have seen with your own eyes. I have blown up the apple on the head, why didn't you have any confidence in me this time?"

Riscon's teammates couldn't help but complain: "My grass, can apples be the same as this? How big is the apple you used that time than five golf balls? Besides, you were in the shooting range that time, there was no wind, and the distance was only ten meters and there was only one apple. Can it be compared with today's situation? What's the distance today: fifty meters away, there is wind, the target object: golf balls, and if there are five, you can hit all five."

Riscon was a little anxious and continued, "Brothers, please help me. You can choose any place I treat tonight."

"Grass, of course, it's good to treat, but you have to save your life to eat." Everyone thought so.

"Mita, you should know my shooting skills when you come." Riscon saw that no one was willing to serve as a ball table for him, so he had to try to ask Mita. Mita lost badly and shamelessly in the hands of that big man just now, so Riscon believed that as long as he asked him for help, he would definitely help him.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Mita said with a bitter face: "Riscon, of course I know your marksmanship, but you should understand that this kind of thing is not just about marksmanship, but also about luck. It is because of his luck. Think about it, no matter how good your marksmanship is, can you overcome the scattering of bullets?"

It is hard for Riscon to persuade his good friend again, after all, he really has no reason or ability to refute his good friend's words.

The problem of bullet scattering is indeed not something that humans can solve, and it has a very direct relationship with the shooting accuracy of the gun, mechanical structure, etc.

Riscon turned his head to Deka, wanting to hear Deka's opinions.

After seeing the performance of his bodyguards, Deka was very unhappy and had a gloomy face. The game in front of him was no longer just a game between the bodyguards and the bodyguards, but a game between him and Ton. He is the hottest figure in the Mellon family and the most powerful competitor of the next head of the family.

But his bodyguards are actually not as good as Ton's bodyguards. What's the matter? Even if they can't compare, they can't lose so badly. They don't even dare to look at Ton's bodyguards. They are all confident and smile at life and death. When they look at their bodyguards, they don't even have the courage to be a ball table.

Bear bag, so embarrassing

Deka's heart was ruthlessly hit, so he was very unhappy that he would let the game go on anyway. Even if he wanted to lose, he wanted to lose tragicly, but he was not the one who died. As for the bodyguards under his command.

Why are you using such a cowardly bodyguard for such a cowardly bodyguard if something happens, they will leave them and run away with such a cowardly bodyguard. Who should I do if you are beaten to death? You just now have to compete with them again. Now seeing their skills, I am so scared that I don’t even dare to draw the sword.

While thinking, Deka swept around the dozen bodyguards with sharp eyes.

Every bodyguard who was swept by Deka's gaze quickly lowered his head, or turned his gaze to other directions, and did not dare to look at Deka.

Bodyguards are also a profession, and they just want to make a living. Not every guy who comes to play with his life is thinking about his ideas in his heart, thinking about what he should do if Deka really points his name. Whether to refuse or not refuse will annoy Deka, it will annoy Deka. There will definitely be a dead end to annoy Deka. If he doesn't refuse, he will definitely die if he goes up.

It's such an unsolvable multiple-choice question

Dika spoke: "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong. I heard that you are all very awesome in normal times, aren't you all involved in actual combat and killing people in the special forces? Why are you scared now? Is this your courage to show your soldiers' courage and integrity and integrity with your blood to defend your dignity and honor. This is a real soldier. Let others see what a real iron-blooded warrior is."

Deka's words were very inspiring and he was also very cunning. He unknowingly changed the concept of these bodyguards. Let these bodyguards forget that they are just bodyguards now and they are willing to do this job for money. They are no longer soldiers. What they do now has nothing to do with the honor of national soldiers.

However, these bodyguards were indeed soldiers of the country, so Dika's words did ignite their passion, but they still did not have the courage to take the initiative to stand up as Riscon's table.

"Mita, go" Deka had to call him in person.

Deka said just now that he had given a shot of a cardiotherapy to every bodyguard, so Mita did not retreat, but took five golf balls from Riscon's hand, and said loudly: "It's the boss."

, I'm going to give it my best. At worst, I'm just a dead man bleed or not crying. He would rather die standing than live on his knees.

While comforting himself, Mita walked towards the distance

The same is true for the acupuncture needle to save people for a while, but it is not enough for Dicka.

As Mita walked away, he gradually understood the loophole in Deka's speech, so his passionate blood gradually cooled down again.

When the blood was no longer hot, fear occupied his heart

Mita's body trembled gently. He wanted to throw away the hell golf ball in his hand immediately, and then shouted loudly: "We don't give in than we give in."

But he didn't dare to know that if he did that, although he wouldn't die under Riscon's snatch, he would definitely die under Deka's gun, and he knew in his heart how dark his boss was. Instead of dying under Deka's gun, it would be better to have luck under Riscon's gun. After all, Riscon's gun is the best among them. And, even if he was really killed and injured by Riscon, the boss would never treat his family badly, but if he died under the boss' gun, don't expect him to take care of his wife and children.

Mita now really regrets why he didn't admit defeat when he was defeated by that monster man, why did he still cause trouble? Another battle is really fucking shooting himself in the foot

Mita suppressed the fear in his heart and finally walked to the place where the professor was standing. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and began to put the ball on his arm like the professor.

First, bend your left hand and left arm, then stuff one into your mouth, and then put one on your head.
Chapter completed!