Outright Favoritism

Chapter 581 Don't underestimate Miss Li

Wei Lang noticed Li Qiao's gaze, and said with some comfort: "Miss Li, you can do your best. As long as you can tie me, you will win."

Li Qiao lowered her eyelids and smiled, holding a gun in one hand, and supporting the corner of the table with the barrel of the gun. Yu Guang stared at him, "Okay."

From behind, there was another discussion.

"Mom, it's not easy to get a tie with Hall Master Wei."

"It's really not easy. Even when Brother Chen was evaluated, he barely drew a tie with Hall Master Wei."

He Chen watching the play: "..."

"Miss Li, come on-let's open our eyes."

At this time, some people may not think it is too big to watch the excitement, so they screamed and cheered Li Qiao.

Wei Lang raised his left arm and clenched his fist. The huge training ground gradually returned to tranquility. "The assessment begins."

In the first round, the design of the moving target and the form of the knockout competition are based on the number and speed of the smashed flying saucers.

The timer and monitor next to it are also reset to zero.

The wind blew and messed everyone's hair.

Li Qiao adjusted the gesture of holding the gun, staring around sharply.

Soon, the flying saucer thrower heard the sound of "swish swish".

A number of beige plaster flying saucers flew out of a mountain col 30 meters away, and ten people led by Li Qiao raised their guns to aim at almost the same time.

Flying saucer shooting was listed as a sports event a long time ago. It is simple to say, but it is absolutely difficult on the scene today.

Because they are not using professional guns, and there is no way to observe the flying trajectory of the flying saucer in the air with a scope.

The assessment itself is to test the shooting speed and shooting accuracy. The visual dazzling caused by multiple flying saucers is the easiest to miss the best shooting time, or it may not be able to aim the flying saucer and miss it.

As a result, when everyone was preoccupied with the action of holding a gun with one arm and preparing to shoot, three gunshots stunned the valley first.

After that, there were seven gunshots.

After the flying saucer was smashed, the mid-air tens of meters away was dyed pink with broken pieces. The green mountains were far away and the powder sky was a beautiful scene, but the onlookers did not have time to appreciate it.

Because ten people shot the UFO together, and the gun fired ten times, but there were two members who didn't seem to shoot.

what's the situation?

Right now, the two shooters are standing side by side, still maintaining the posture of raising their guns, and their expressions are very difficult to express.

Ten flying saucers, one for each, right?

So who the **** just fired three shots in a row and smashed their two flying saucers, ah?

At this time, He Chen, standing on the periphery, was lying on the training horizontal bar with his forearm under his chin, his eyes full of interest.

He squinted at Shang Yu beside him, smiling unabated, "Do you think your woman is hated by others?"

This knockout game let her play, just like a family.

They didn't give their opponents a chance to shoot, and directly smashed their flying saucers.

In the first competition, two people were directly eliminated.

Shang Yu pocketed with one hand, standing tall and straight.

Hearing He Chen's banter, the man pressed his thin lips, his tone of laughter mixed in, "It's just a strong ability."

At the same time, the expressions of each of the four assistants standing behind Shang Yu are very intriguing.

This is the first time they have come to watch Miss Li's assessment in the dark hall, and it is not surprising that it is fake.

After all, several of them have not been qualified for the assessment so far, even if they enter the dark hall, they must go through the approval of the boss.

That's right, all three shots were fired by Li Qiao.

Wei Lang was standing next to her, so he heard clearly.

His throat fluctuated, and suddenly he thought of the words his cousin Wei Ang said to him.

——Don't underestimate Ms. Li, or you will lose your face.

Wei Lang quickly adjusted his emotions, looking sideways at his men who were still raising their guns not far away, he wiped his face and whispered: "Miss Li, why did you hit someone else's flying saucer..."

Li Qiao asked calmly, "Can't fight?"

Doesn't this measure the number and speed of flying saucers hit?

Wei Lang looked up at the cloudless sky, half-opened his mouth, speechless.

He finally understood why Cheng Mohui repeatedly emphasized that he should make the rules clear, and don't skip it.

Just now, he did not say that he could not fight.

Right now, Li Qiao saw Wei Langwu's self-contemplative expression, frowned, and said quietly: "If there is a violation, this round will be void."

She didn't know she couldn't fight, let alone show off her skills deliberately.

When Wei Lang talked about the rules of the game, she just picked the key points and remembered that the winning rate was judged by the number and speed of flying saucers.

And she was able to smash at least five UFOs just now, but she just held back.

Wei Lang waved his hand, his eyes showed excitement, "No violation, Miss Li played well!"

He neither said that he could not hit other people's flying saucers, but how could he be considered a violation of the rules.

Besides...

This is no wonder Li Qiao, it can only be said that the skill is not as good as the others. They are still aiming, and Miss Li has already smashed their flying saucers.

The ratio is speed and quantity, nothing wrong.

Wei Lang faintly looked at the two men who were stunned all the way, waved his hands, "Go down."

The two hands looked at each other, put down their guns, and turned off.

Their behavior is not even a tool person. To be precise, they came up to give away their heads, hiding their merit and fame.

In the first knockout match, Li Qiao eliminated two people in one fell swoop.

After a few seconds, the second round began.

The number of flying saucers dropped from ten to eight.

Since this is Li Qiao's assessment, with her previous show operation, other members are all waiting for it.

For fear that she will take away her target flying saucer in the next game.

But even so, at the beginning of the second game, when the flying saucer took off, Li Qiao fired four shots directly.

Wei Lang still followed the rules and fired only one shot.

The person who was taken from the flying saucer stared at Li Qiao dumbfounded. Can you take a glance and shoot again?

How much to give them a little bit of face for these Ertang sharpshooters, OK?

It is true that today, as Li Qiao's opponent, apart from Wei Lang, the other eight members are also members of the second hall with excellent marksmanship.

It's not that their abilities are not good, but that the assessment itself is difficult.

Without using the sight to observe the direction of the flying saucer tens of meters away, the degree of difficulty is unprecedented.

The three members smiled on their faces, but actually wanted to cry without tears.

As for the surrounding members who watched the game, they have long forgotten what tonight.

This is called blood abuse, right?

In a short time, there were only five people left on the court.

Wei Lang looked at Li Qiao excitedly, and didn't want to delay the time, so he started the third game directly.

Five people, five flying saucers.

This also means that if Li Qiao can directly hit five flying saucers in the third game, he will win.

However, Wei Lang can be called a ten-shot and one-hundred-ring player, and his shooting level is naturally the second class leader.

(End of this chapter)