A treasure-appraisal maniac

"Bang bang bang!"

Three shots were fired in more than two seconds. For a man in his nineties, this was simply a miracle.

However, firing three shots in a row was already the limit for Li Pingan.

After three shots, the old man put down his arm, and the hand holding the gun trembled violently. Li Ping'an shook his head slightly, a little unwillingly.

“As I get older, I am no longer capable.”

"Target report!"

Lu Fei shouted, and someone trotted over and took the target back.

Li Ping'an fired three shots in a row, one with eight rings and the remaining two with ten rings.

Seeing such results, the young people were shocked and applauded warmly.

Chen Yunfei chuckled and said: "Not bad, the eighth ring should be the first shot, and the next ones are the tenth ring. Xiao Lizi, it seems that I have underestimated you, look at me next."

With that said, Chen Yunfei slowly picked up the gun.

His movements were not as fast as Li Pingan's. This was not because he did not have the ability, but because he was unable to do so.

He is nearly twenty years older than Li Ping'an. At their age, a month older than him is a huge chasm, let alone a teenager.

Today, Chen Yunfei is no longer the all-powerful iron-blooded god of war, but a hundred-year-old man.

Being able to live to his age is a miracle in itself, and at over a hundred years old, except for the inevitable deterioration of physical functions, everything else is considered very healthy, which is even more incredible.

Today, his various functions have been severely degraded, his muscles have atrophied, and his big hands are almost skin and bones, looking haggard.

On weekdays, someone usually feeds him meals, and he has almost no strength in his hands.

Now, being able to hold up a gun is a challenge in itself for him.

He picked up the gun with his right hand tremblingly. He tried to use the thumb of the same hand to open the safety, but he couldn't do it, because this hand had to use all his strength, otherwise he couldn't hold the gun at all, so he had to use the other hand to open the safety.

The process of raising his arms was also trembling. It was unbearable to look at, but no one, including Lu Fei, stopped him.

Li Ping'an raised his arm to fire in one go, but Chen Yunfei spent more than 20 seconds just raising his arm to aim. His arm was shaky, and it didn't look like he could fire it.

In these twenty seconds, the hearts of all the Chen brothers, Wang Wu, Jia Ming, Lu Fei, and Li Ping'an were in trepidation.

Because every second of the old man's struggle now is a huge drain on him.

Lu Fei's forehead was sweating, and he stared at Chen Yunfei without blinking, observing his condition.

By twenty seconds, Chen Yunfei was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

Lu Fei couldn't stand it any longer, so he gritted his teeth and decided to stop him.

"boom!"