Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jing Tong was indeed a bit nervous, and she immediately widened her eyes when she heard the words: "You can rest assured!"

Jiang Yu smiled and rubbed her hair: "Go."

Jing Tong walked over to stand and heard Qin Chen's cautious voice: "Jing Tong, do you want to shoot the first shot?"

Jing Tong directly answered this question with practical actions-he raised his gun and aimed at the target.

Qin Chen will naturally not rob her.

Jing Tong's expression was a little cruel at this time. She kept recollecting the essentials that Jiang Yu told her just in her mind. In the process, she constantly forced herself to calm down.

At the same time, many thoughts flashed in her mind. For example, when she was in Beijing, she acted arrogantly with her arrogance, such as the cold eyes and warmth that she encountered after her father's accident. These emotions continued in her heart. Fermentation, constant fermentation, almost made everything she saw in front of her gradually blurred.

She finally pulled the trigger.

The score is eight rings.

There was a small commotion behind him, especially Xu Moyan, his smile calm and relaxed. This result may not be bad, but he believes that Qin Chen will never have the slightest pressure.

He even glanced at Jiang Yu slightly proudly, but Jiang Yu looked at Jing Tong's direction and showed a gratifying smile.

No one knows that this is Jing Tong's best result so far. And she only practiced for less than two hours.

Then it was Qin Chen's turn. I didn't know why. His forehead was slightly sweaty. He even had to take a deep breath to relieve the pressure.

Xu Moyan raised his eyebrows slightly unpleasantly, and soon, Qin Chen gave the results of Jiuhuan.

To be honest, this result is not bad. But for Qin Chen, it was definitely a small mistake. Fortunately, their opponents are only eight rings, and they still have a big win.

Thinking so, Xu Moyan glanced at Jing Tong again.

Jing Tong raised his gun for the second time. This time, her aiming time has been shortened a lot, and she has scored nine rings.

"Good!" Jiang Yu even couldn't help but praised.

Under such tremendous pressure, the woman not only did not flinch, but made breakthroughs in every shot. After all, for beginners, it is easy to go from the fourth ring to the seventh ring, but from the seventh ring to the eight ring, and from the eight ring to the nine ring, the difficulty increases exponentially.

Jiang Yu's satisfaction is not a disguise, which makes Xu Moyan's mood even more irritable.

It’s just a 9th ring, what is there to like. Although Qin Chen made a mistake, with his strength, it is impossible to make a second mistake!

He was thinking this way, Qin Chen's second shooting result also came out.

Jiuhuan is another Jiuhuan!

This means that they are only one point ahead!

"What's going on!" In anger, he couldn't help but even yell.

Qin Chen didn't know if he heard Xu Moyan's voice. He lowered his right hand and lowered his head. It seemed to be overwhelmed.

Jing Tong raised his gun for the third time.

This time, she was aiming longer than any other time. Just when Xu Moyan was about to lose her patience, she finally shot the last shot.

Ten rings!

It turned out to be the Ten Rings!

Everyone was a little surprised, but they were not surprised by this ring number, but Jing Tong's performance under pressure was getting better and better.

Jiang Yu even laughed lightly, which made Xu Moyan anxious. He can only comfort himself, even if Qin Chen only played nine rings, at least they did not lose...