Almost everyone couldn't believe that Ye Qing's grades were so good, perhaps because they didn't want to believe it.
Because Ye Qing is so awesome, this might cause them to lose money!
Seeing this scene, maybe only Ji Yunkai would be happy, right?
Ye Qing wins, that's great. Then he can win 300 million, right?
"Bang bang bang..."
Since there was a baffle between the two of them, Xu Feng could not see the results on the electronic display in front of Ye Qing, so this did not affect him. He continued to shoot at his own pace.
To be honest, this guy's results are really good, every shot is above 10 rings, generally around 10:34.
Of course, in a world-class competition, this result would be enough for him to compete for the gold medal.
It's a pity that his opponent is Ye Qing, so his results are a bit unsatisfactory.
"Bang bang bang..."
Ye Qing didn't stop shooting. When the bullets were all gone, he immediately pressed on and continued to shoot.
The bullets he fired seemed to be equipped with precise positioning and navigation, and they hit the bull's-eye without exception. 10.9 and 10.8 were flying on the electronic display in front of him, and he never saw a score below 10.7.
The audience originally expected that as time went by, this guy would get tired, which would lead to him making mistakes and giving Xu Feng a chance to catch up.
But they were disappointed in the end. Ye Qing kept playing faster and more steadily, and in the end, all the scores in the dozen or so groups were 10.9.
Are you going to let other people live with such achievements?
When Ye Qing finished shooting a thousand rounds, it only took him forty minutes, while Xu Feng on the other side only completed half of the shots.
This is not the most important thing. What is important is that Ye Qing's results came out. With one thousand rounds of bullets, his total score actually reached 10875.
With such a result, even if Xu Feng scored 10.9 points, he still wouldn't be able to beat Ye Qing.
However, Xu Feng didn't know the situation on Ye Qing's side, so he still looked confident and focused on shooting at his own pace.
Guo Zelin, who was watching the battle in the stands, had already turned livid, and said to a subordinate next to him: "Go and tell that bastard to stop fighting, sister, he can't afford to humiliate this person!"
Guo Zelin was so angry. He was tortured so miserably by the idiot son-in-law picked up by Xiao Yingyi. Who the hell is this Olympic champion?
To be honest, Xu Feng had done quite well, but when he met Ye Qing, he was destined to fall off the altar of the shooting world.
"What are you doing?" Being interrupted, Xu Feng's face looked extremely ugly.
"Master Guo, please don't embarrass yourself here." Guo Zelin's subordinate did not give Xu Feng any face.
Hmm... How can a person who loses his face completely lose face?
"What do you mean?" Xu Feng asked with a frown.
"It's simple, you have already lost!"
"I haven't fired a thousand bullets yet, how can I lose?" Xu Feng asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"See for yourself!" Guo Zelin's men nuzzled towards Ye Qing's shooting stand.
After walking out of his shooting stand and looking in the direction of the guy's mouth, Xu Feng finally saw the electronic screen in Ye Qing's shooting stand. When he saw the 10.8 and 10.9 numbers, he instantly
His face changed, and he exclaimed in disbelief.
"How can this be?"
"Nothing is impossible." Guo Zelin's staff said calmly.
After a while, Xu Feng recovered from the shock. Then he rushed towards Ye Qing, pointed at Ye Qing and shouted: "You fucking cheat!"
"I cheated?" Ye Qing curled his lips, looked at Xu Feng with a joking face, and said slowly: "You prepared the gun, and you designated the shooting range. Why did I cheat?"
"If you underestimated and didn't cheat, how could you achieve such a high score?" Xu Feng asked confidently.
In the fifty-meter sports pistol event, he is the world's number one. In his opinion, no one can beat him in this event, absolutely no one!
"Idiot!" Ye Qing rolled his eyes.
He accuses others of cheating when others win, and claims that he is an Olympic champion. This character who cannot afford to lose seems to be the end of it.
"Do you dare to compete with me?" Xu Feng stared at Ye Qing and asked in a deep voice.
"Compared? What are you comparing me to?" Ye Qing asked, squinting his eyes.
"Of course it's the gun in my hand." Xu Feng obviously didn't understand what Ye Qing meant.
"Tch!" Ye Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Without a bet, I won't compete with you, do you understand?"
"Bet?" Obviously, Xu Feng was not a gambler, so he was stunned for a moment, and then he said in a deep voice: "What kind of bet do you want me to make?"
In order to restore the dignity of the Olympic champion, Xu Feng had no choice but to agree to Ye Qing, even if he was not a gambling addict.
"Then it depends on what you have?" Ye Qing said with a shrug.
"Twenty million? How about it?" Xu Feng gave his bet. Ye Qing and Guo Zelin's bet today included 20 million in cash, so in Xu Feng's view, he also took out 20 million to go with this
Bet, this guy won't refuse, right?
As an Olympic champion, 20 million was just a small amount for him. After reporting this number, he didn't even blink.
However, to his surprise, Ye Qing shook his head and said: "No gambling!"
Seeing that Ye Qing still looked uninterested, Xu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred million!"
Even though he is an Olympic champion, 100 million is not a small amount for him. It is half of his family fortune.
Ye Qing glanced at Xu Feng and said angrily: "Do you think I am short of money? Let me tell you, after today, I will be worth 15 billion."
Since Ye Qing's words about Xu Feng's station were very close to the stands, Ye Qing's words were naturally heard by Guo Zelin in the stands.
In an instant, Guo Zelin's face was full of anger. He pointed at Ye Qing and cursed: "You bastard, do you really think that if you win one game, you will win today's bet?"
Obviously, what Ye Qing was talking about was naturally referring to the fact that he won 15 billion in Guo Zelin's hands after betting on himself to win.
Ye Qing glanced at Guo Zelin with disdain and asked lightly: "What? You still want to be slapped by me."
"you……"
Damn it, Guo Zelin really had no choice in the face of this violent maniac. After Su Haoran's persuasion, he had no choice but to get off the slope and sit back angrily.
Sigh... This idiot son-in-law picked up by Xiao Yingyi is so fucking irritating.
"If you're not interested in money, what are you interested in?" Xu Feng asked with a gloomy face.
"I said, let's see what you can come up with!" Ye Qing said with a shrug.
Xu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "How about my Olympic gold medal?"