Ace Sniper Wife

"The longest, of course."

Mu Qixuan pondered for a while, and answered quite seriously.

According to the law, it is the most difficult moment when the target is thrown out, because the gun holder needs to aim, which takes a certain time. However, there is a certain risk in such a competition. He is not sure about the strength of these recruits because they may endanger those who lose their targets. After all, they have not been in contact with guns for a long time, so he chose the latter.

When waiting for the goal to fall, it also needs a certain psychological quality.

What's more, the farther away from it, the more difficult it is, and it reduces certain risks.

After answering, mu Qixuan looked at them again, and finally asked in a deep voice, "are there any other questions?"

"Report, no!"

Two rows of nine people answered with one voice.

There is no best.

After a pause, mu Qixuan glanced at the recruits who were ready with the bottle beside them, and nodded their heads slightly to them. Only then did he face several people who were confident in preparing for the competition, "who will come first?"

"Me

"I..."

Liu Wanyan is the fastest response, so fast that even Qiao Yuqi, who has already been well prepared, has not called her. She has just opened her mouth and heard her resolute voice, and her own words are forced to go back.

Standing opposite Liu Wanyan is a male soldier. He was originally aiming at night qianxiao. He didn't expect to kill Cheng Yaojin on the way to take his chance. Now he is staring at Liu Wanyan with red eyes and hatred. Seeing Liu Wanyan's positive appearance, he snorted angrily and subconsciously tightened his grip on the gun.

"Good," Mu Qixuan nodded, and then toward those who prepared the bottles, "each of them has six bottles."

Six each.

One for the first batch.

Two in the second batch.

Three in the third batch.

It could have been listed in this way, but they really didn't waste so much. Each box of 12 bottles naturally needs to be saved.

When the order was finished, mu Qixuan withdrew from the competition. As he walked to the crowd, he saw Xu Mingzhi standing beside him with a gun in his arms, but he looked listless. His brow was slightly frowned, and he was looking at the situation of the game clearly, but he seemed absent-minded.

Yang Li stood beside him, silent and deep eyed.

"What's the matter? It's only a few minutes. What's the shock?"

It's rare to see Xu Mingzhi's mood, and mu Qixuan walks past with some curiosity.

"It's OK," said Yang Li, who glanced at Xu Mingzhi faintly and perfunctorily said to Mu Qi Xuan, "it's exhausting."

Eyes light micro flash, Mu Qi Xuan nodded thoughtfully, and did not ask again.

If you remember correctly, Xu Mingzhi and zongdong are the most fierce players in playing this game. Every time they are shamelessly robbing wine bottles, they are ready to shoot other people's targets. What they want is to show off their guns and provoke hatred. At this time, all brothers will throw down their guns and come up in anger and fight them in groups.

It is estimated that seeing such a scene, Xu Mingzhi thinks of zongdong.

Hesitating for a moment, mu Qixuan still raised his hand and patted Xu Mingzhi on the shoulder.

Holding a gun in his hand, Xu Mingzhi was stunned for a moment. Then he turned his head slightly and grinned like a star in the sky.