School Flower's Perspective Berserker

Chapter 361 I like your laughter very much

There was a bang, and the second bullet flew out of the gun.

Seeing Xu Fan's serious face, Xiao Lan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It is understandable that the first shot was empty, but the second shot, how should I put it, should also be shot inside the ring, right?
"Hahaha!"

A few seconds later, hearing Zhou Jianjun and He Shaofeng's laughter, Xiao Lan looked forward and saw the extra bullet holes on the target, his face turned pale...

This shot is no different from the first shot...

Xu Fan hit the blank space on the edge of the target again.

"This……"

Feeling Zhou Jianjun's sarcasm in his eyes, Xiao Lan only felt a burst of heat on his face.

This guy, didn't he say he can play with guns...

How to hit empty again and again.

"Xu Fan, why don't we go..."

If another shot hits the ground, Lingyan Pavilion will lose all face. Xiao Lan really doesn't want to see this happen. He will bite the bullet and want to drag Xu Fan and run away.

"Sister Lan, there's still one shot left, what's the rush?"

After two shots were missed, Xu Fan couldn't see any embarrassment on his face, and even seemed quite satisfied with his marksmanship.

Zhou Jianjun watched from the side and couldn't help laughing.

"Pfft, it turns out that the owner of Lingyan Pavilion must be thick-skinned?"

"Xu Fan, where did you learn your marksmanship?"

"If you let your master know about this kind of achievement, I'm afraid you will die of anger..."

Without hesitation, Zhou Jianjun started provoking.

With his three-shot and one-hundred-point score in a row, even if he scolds Xu Fan for not knowing how to play with a gun, he is still qualified.

Zhou Jianjun was a little suspicious for a moment, whether this Xiao Lan's brain was too funny, and he actually found such an idiot to be the boss.

"Xu Fan, in my opinion, you should stop shooting this last shot, right?"

"Don't you feel your face hurt?"

Seeing Xu Fan raised his gun and was about to shoot the last shot, He Shaofeng sneered and snorted.

At this moment, his face was full of elation.

This guy's marksmanship is really embarrassing.

"To shut up."

He Shaofeng wanted to talk about BB, but Xu Fan just shut up and ignored him.

Eyes, crosshairs, and bullseye, the three points formed a line, and in an instant, Xu Fan pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the last shot was fired.

"Yo? Have you made progress?"

This last shot finally hit the bull's eye, hitting a hundred rings.

Zhou Jianjun slanted his mouth and praised, but Xiao Lan still looked depressed.

So what about a hundred rings?

Even if this shot scored a perfect score, it still couldn't cover up the fact that Xu Fan just missed two shots in a row.

He Shaofeng and Zhou Jianjun's jeers continued, but for some reason, Xu Fan didn't care.

This will press the switch, and the target in the distance will move to this side.

After taking off the target paper that he shot just now, Xu Fan expressionlessly walked over to the place where the target paper was placed at the back.

"This……"

Zhou Jianjun wanted to speak up and asked Xu Fan to throw the target paper directly. After all, such a result is too embarrassing.

However, the scene in front of him left him speechless in surprise.

Even thinking of Xu Fan's terrifying marksmanship, his scalp felt numb for a while.

It can be seen that the target paper that Xu Fan is holding now, the two bullet holes that were punched out, passed through the iron rod fixed on the wall impartially, and hung the target paper on it.

The two shots that Xu Fan just missed were not mistakes at all.

His purpose was to punch two holes, but fortunately, it was convenient to hang the target paper on the wall.

There is no mark on the blank space, and it is impossible to complete the task with the naked eye if two shots are fired in a row, which is exactly equal to the distance from the fixed point and forms a straight line!

At least, Zhou Jianjun had seen countless sharpshooters, and none of them dared to say that they could accurately punch such bullet holes.

"This guy……"

Zhou Jianjun grinned, realizing that he would no longer be able to laugh out loud.

"What? Why don't you laugh anymore?"

After hanging up the target paper, Xu Fan calmly looked over at the two of them.

"You two, didn't you laugh a lot just now?"

"I like to hear your laughter, continue to laugh?"

"..."

He Shaofeng only felt that Xu Fan had slapped him fiercely on the face, and his old face turned red immediately.

This kind of superb marksmanship, where does he have the qualifications to joke...

Xu Fan glanced at the two who were speechless, took a few steps forward, picked up the gun, and said, "Guns are not for shooting targets."

"You know, if you really use it, you won't be marked with a bull's-eye on others."

"What is a sharpshooter? It refers to a mediocre person who can hit a few hundred rings in a row."

"Finger where to hit, hit exactly where you need to hit, this is just the beginning."

Whether it is a policeman or a soldier, the purpose of a gun in his hand is not just to kill people.

Killing, rescuing, restricting the target's actions and arresting the living are countless mission requirements. The shooter must accurately hit the position required by the superior.

Zhou Jianjun's method of killing the target was indeed good, but if he faced experienced mercenaries, Xu Fan dared to say that even if he was given a gun, he might not be able to kill them.

Not to mention more stringent goals such as keeping alive.

This meeting put down the gun in his hand, Xu Fan looked at Zhou Jianjun, and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhou, if this match is about killing the target, then I can be regarded as the loser."

"But, do you have a face?"

"..."

Zhou Jianjun lowered his head, his fists were clenched so tightly that his joints were about to be crushed.

My previous humiliation, this guy, will directly return [-]% to myself.

Not only did he not succeed in dismounting, but he was educated by the other party.

For him, this is simply a great shame!
"puff."

At this moment, Xiao Lan couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing.

Thinking about it carefully, I actually worried too much.

Xu Fan's marksmanship is obviously better than the two of them, the faces of the two will turn green and white, I don't know how embarrassing they are.

Xiao Lan squinted her eyes and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhou's background is different from ours after all."

"It's enough to hit a dead target. After all, relying on these is enough to pick up girls and pretend to be B, isn't it?"

Previously, this guy didn't give himself face and insisted on embarrassing Xu Fan, but now Xiao Lan made it clear that he was tit for tat.

Since he doesn't give face, why should he back down?
"you!"

Seeing Zhou Jianjun glaring at him, Xiao Lan smiled and said, "Young Master Zhou, didn't you agree, just for fun?"

"Look at your appearance, why are you on fire?"

(End of this chapter)