This was what Song Xiang was waiting for. She brushed her hair away from her ears and looked embarrassed.
"Yeah, it's a pity that I didn't learn well."
"It's great for a girl to be able to fight like this." Mr. Du patted his belly and laughed.
"Miss Nian is quite talented."
Lin Cong suddenly spoke, obviously speaking to Nian Anxi.
Everyone also gave him face and complimented him a few words, giving Nian An enough face to save his face.
At the end of the round, the game was warmed up.
Lin Cong wanted to show his face in front of Nian Anxi and Song Xiang, and also wanted to test Yan Han.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up.
"Mr. Yan, are you interested in a competition?"
Hearing this, Mr. Li and Mr. Du both looked over, waiting for Yan Han's reaction.
Yan Han tried to stand up, but Song Xiang suddenly held down his arm, and Yan Han sat down again.
The movements of the two were very natural, with no trace of coordination at all.
Song Xiang turned to Lin Cong with a sweet smile, "If you want to compete with my master, you have to pass me first, right?"
Lin Cong was surprised. Song Xiang had not been very warm to him several times before, but today he took the initiative to talk. He was a little surprised.
Yan Han said calmly: "Don't embarrass me."
Song Xiang stuck out her tongue, acting like a little woman, "Don't worry."
After saying that, before Lin Cong could agree, she had already stood up.
Lin Cong originally came here for Yan Han, so he settled for the next best thing and was a little hesitant.
Song Xiang said: "Let's take a gamble."
"bet?"
When he heard about the bet, not only Lin Cong, but also the two people next to him became interested.
Song Xiang nodded and said: "If Mr. Lin wins, drink three glasses of wine from me. If I win, I will give Mr. Lin a car as a reward."
In this situation, no matter what, Lin Cong has the advantage.
What's more, judging from the results of Song Xiang's match with Nian Anxi just now, Lin Cong can definitely beat her easily.
Thinking about it this way, it would be bad to refuse again. It seems that he is afraid of a woman.
"Okay, let's play a game first."
Song Xiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She walked past Yan Han and exchanged a quick look with each other.
Gone fleetingly, leaving no trace.
Entering the venue again, she deliberately showed nervousness and kept complimenting Lin Cong.
"Young Master Lin, you have to give me some face."
"Of course, don't worry." Lin Cong waved.
Song Xiang raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to check.
"How about we fight ten times this round?" Lin Cong suggested.
Song Xiang looked hesitant and said, "So many."
Lin Cong waved his hand, "Don't worry, it will be done soon."
Song Xiang had no choice but to nod, "Then you have to let me do it."
"Don't worry."
Lin Cong loaded the gun and signaled to the people next to him that they could start.
First round.
Lin Cong made a five-ring move, obviously giving way to Song Xiang.
Song Xiang followed up with four rings, missing only one ring.
Then three times.
Lin Cong hit six rings, and Song Xiang was "lucky" to hit seven. Lin Cong hit seven, and Song Xiang hit five. Lin Cong hit six, and Song Xiang hit seven.
The first four shots were only missing one link.
Viewing area.
Yan Han stood up and stared at the back of the woman in the scene with a heavy gaze.
She stands tall and straight, holds a gun with one hand, and has a standard posture.
Every move was setting a trap for Lin Cong, and the fox tail behind him couldn't even hide it.
It's a pity that Lin Cong is a fool and is completely unaware of the danger.
Her marksmanship was not bad, he knew it in his heart, but it had been so long since he had seen her shoot that he almost forgot.
Suddenly thinking about it, I felt a little proud.
The little fox he raised has a good mind and sharp claws.