"Why don't you forget it? You obviously lost. You are only ninety-eighth, do you still want to cheat?" Qin Yun'er gritted her teeth in anger.
But Chen Zifei held Qin Yun'er and said with a smile: "Yun'er is fine. If he doesn't admit defeat, just beat him again. I will beat him until he admits defeat."
Qin Yun'er was about to speak, but when he saw Chen Zifei was so confident, he glared at the man in the head of the plane and said nothing.
The people who had just left saw that the excitement here was not over yet, so they immediately came back, and the atmosphere reached a climax again.
After changing a new target, Chen Zifei raised his hand and fired a shot, and then fired continuously like firecrackers. In a few seconds, all ten shots were fired. As soon as the gunfire stopped, the aircraft nose immediately pressed the button, and the target was teleported.
Everyone held their breath and their eyes widened.
Ten rings, all ten rings again, everyone around them stayed in place. This time they understood that this kid was definitely pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. How could he be a novice? He was obviously a master.
The face of the man in the head of the plane had turned the color of pig liver, and he looked at the target in disbelief.
Qin Yun'er shouted excitedly: "Humph, do you admit defeat this time? This time it's a hundred rings. If you are willing to admit defeat, hurry up and climb up."
"Climb, Brother Hong is learning how to crawl like a dog on the pedestrian street. This can be a show for your friends."
"Master, I didn't expect a real person to hit a hundred rings casually without showing his face. Brother Hong still wants to duel with others. Isn't he asking for abuse? He will do his own harm."
People around him clapped their hands and applauded, shouting and cheering to make Hong Ge willing to admit defeat. Several people who had just followed Hong Ge secretly moved back at this time, fearing that they would be implicated by Hong Ge.
"Cheating, you cheated, you must have cheated." The man on the plane suddenly shouted crazily.
The people with the bandage man and the plane man were all dumbfounded and looked at him blankly, not knowing what kind of fun this was. Others looked at him like an idiot.
"You are not a novice. If you are not a novice, masturbating is not the same thing. I just treated you as a novice. In order to save some face for you, I gave in. Let's compete again. This time we will play something a little more difficult, automatic rifles and sniper rifles.
Only then can you see your true strength." The man with the head of the plane said through gritted teeth.
The bandaged man smiled bitterly. Brother Hong's strength could reach ninety-eight rings, which was already a very good performance. He was speechless, and he had nothing to say.
Qin Yun'er said angrily: "You are not done yet. If you keep fighting again and again, will you have to hit all the guns here before you admit defeat?"
The face of the man in the head of the plane turned red, and he still frowned and said: "It doesn't matter what happened just now, it was me who let it slip. This time we have a difficult competition. If he can really beat me, I will admit defeat."
Chen Zifei nodded and said casually: "Okay, let's fight again. It's up to you what kind of gun you want to compete with this time."
Chen Zifei casually picked up a handful of 95 beside him and said with a smile: "That's it."
When Qin Yun'er saw Chen Zifei holding this rifle, he frowned and whispered: "Why don't you take an AK? Isn't an AK better than this gun?"
Chen Zifei said with a smile: "AK is relatively famous. Most people know that although AK is indeed excellent, its accuracy in continuous firing is a little worse. The 95th style is better in this aspect."
Qin Yun'er nodded in understanding. She didn't know what Nine-Five was at all, and she knew that AK had also seen it in the game.
"I've chosen, you choose, and get ready to tell me." Chen Zifei put the Nine-Five in front of him and said casually.
There was a look of pride in the eyes of the man with the head of the plane, and he said with a sinister smile: "Have you already made your choice? In this round, we all choose firearms that we are familiar with. Anything is fine. Once selected, no more changes are allowed."
Chen Zifei nodded and said, "I will choose this 9th Five-Year Plan."
"Hahaha, okay then, I will choose this one." The man in the head of the plane laughed and picked up a long gun.
For a moment, everyone around them widened their eyes and looked at the man in the head of the plane in disbelief. The few people with him wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. At this time, the man in the head of the plane was holding a Mauser sniper rifle.
, and also has a scope.
Qin Yun'er turned pale with anger and shouted, "You cheated and used a scope. This is not fair."
The man at the head of the plane said proudly: "Do you know this is called tactics? Do you know that a soldier never tires of deceit? On the battlefield, do you still want to ask the enemy what weapons to use and what weapons to use?"
The faces of the bandaged man and others were red, and they all felt embarrassed to follow Brother Hong. They could say such shameless words, and the people around them even laughed and ridiculed. Brother Hong, who originally had a high-ranking image in this shooting range, is now this persona
He was completely broken, but the man with the flying head couldn't care so much at this time. He just wanted to defeat this man now. Whether it was for the beauty or for not being a dog, he couldn't lose.
This time the two of them started together. Chen Zifei fired continuously. There was no difference between holding the automatic rifle and the pistol. There was no need to aim at all. The gun hit the bullseye. It took more than ten seconds for the man in the plane to shoot each time.
He hadn't finished one shot yet, but Chen Zifei had finished ten shots so early.
Listening to the shouts and cheers of the people around him, he knew that the other party had fired ten times again. The sweat on his head suddenly dropped. As time went by, his arms began to tremble. Finally, at the eighth shot, his arms
With a slight tremor, it hit the ninth ring.
Now the man in the front of the plane was even more panicked, and he was irritated. The last two shots were fired much faster, and the results were nine rounds. The total number of rings was ninety-seven. The man in the front of the plane froze.
"Impossible, impossible, I won't lose..." The man on the plane stared and yelled crazily.
Chen Zifei smiled and said, "Are you convinced this time?"
Qin Yun'er laughed sarcastically and said, "This sniper rifle has been used, what else is there to say?"
"I'm willing to admit defeat. The champion of our shooting range cannot default on his debt."
"Hurry up and climb up. I can't wait any longer. The video is ready to be uploaded."
"Greyhound No. 1 sets off..."
The people watching the excitement were not afraid of causing trouble and shouted loudly, while the bandaged man and others huddled aside, wishing they could become invisible, and were afraid that others would know that they were with Brother Hong.
The man at the head of the plane stood up, looked at Chen Zifei, his eyes were full of resentment, and said fiercely: "Young man, please leave a few things in mind so that we can meet each other easily in the future. Today's matter has just passed. Do you have any objections?"
The people around them suddenly closed their mouths. At this moment, they suddenly remembered that Brother Hong was not a good person. They had forgotten about it in their excitement just now, and they all looked at Chen Zifei nervously.
Chen Zifei raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said: "No one can owe me my debt, unless it is a dead person."