Right Here Waiting For You

"Admit defeat? Haha..." Li Yanmo couldn't help but smile lowly, and his eyes became a little mocking when he looked at them.

The friend suddenly felt that this foreign boy was too arrogant. Look, what kind of look is that? Does he look down on the 10.8 ring?

But if they could take a closer look at Li Yanmo's reaction at this time, they would find that he was not arrogant, but just a habit, as if he was used to such awesome target shooting results.

"Brother Mo, I believe you can do it." When no one believed him, Ning Tiantian resolutely stood up to support him.

Her ink brother is always the best!

The friends suddenly thought she was crazy. She actually thought Li Yanmo could surpass Wu Long. She was really sick!

After Li Yanmo's gentle eyes met hers, he immediately raised his gun and his face returned to a look of indifference.

Everyone thought that he would at least need to prepare a little bit, such as adjusting his breathing, aiming, etc., but no one expected that he pulled the trigger almost as soon as he picked up the gun.

That's it, just hit it! ! !

Friends: "..."

Ning Tiantian: "..."

Stop talking, she's about to cry.

There was a "bang" sound, and the bullet pierced the target paper.

The friends immediately hugged their bellies and laughed so hard that they almost burst out of breath.

"Holy crap, there are people shooting like this!"

"I didn't even have to wait for the target to count, I could already guess how bad his results were!"

"This is absolutely random!"

Wu Long couldn't help but frown. His indifferent attitude completely insulted Shooting.

until……

The electronic target reported, "10.9 rings!"

At this moment, everyone suddenly became quiet, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Wu Long suddenly froze in place.

But the next second, the friends burst into even louder laughter.

"This target is kidding me, it's still 10.9. If he can hit 2, I will call him brother from now on!"

"Don't say 2nd ring, even 1st ring, I will call him brother!"

"Hahahaha, let's go and see how many rings he has done..."

Harsh jeers resounded throughout the military compound.

"Don't laugh!" Just when Ning Tiantian was about to bring the target over to show them, she heard the sound of gunfire again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three times in a row!

Ning Tiantian paused as she stepped forward, turned her head quickly, and saw Li Yanmo shooting three more times with an expressionless face.

His movements were still so casual, but his eyes were extremely focused, as if he could accurately see the location of the bull's eye.

"10.9 rings."

"10.9 rings."

"10.9 rings."

Three consecutive counting sounds sounded, and the friends could no longer laugh anymore.

When I walked over and took a look, my legs were almost weak from fear, and I almost fell to my knees.

I saw that all four targets standing in the snow were shot into the highest ring. This operation was almost perfect!

"How is this possible..." Wu Long raised his face in disbelief, his fingers trembling, and his face was red and white, as if he had been slapped alive.

Oh no, he would rather be slapped than see this result!

"Long live Brother Mo!" Ning Tiantian was also shocked. After she recovered, she jumped directly into his arms in front of everyone, and her short legs directly wrapped around his waist.

This posture is as ambiguous as it gets.

However, Li Yanmo didn't push her away this time!