At this moment, Ning Chuchu, who was shooting with a gun, had a sharp feeling like a blade out of its sheath, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at her.
Everyone looked at Ning Chuchu, who was full of domineering power, in a trance.
It was difficult to connect her with the gentle and weak green tea goddess at the beginning of the show.
Everyone swallowed unconsciously and looked at the bull’s eye. When they learned Ning Chuchu’s score, they fell into a new round of doubts about life.
“Ten, ten rings?!” Ren Zihe’s eyes almost fell off as he stared at this incredible result.
He turned his head stiffly and happened to see Ning Chuchu stroking the gun body slowly, with a very leisurely posture.
Seeing Ren Zihe staring at her stupidly, Ning Chuchu even curled her lips at him innocently.
Then—
Ren Zihe took a big step back and tried his best to reduce his presence.
Ning Chuchu was such a scary woman. He would never dare to mess with her again! QAQ…
*QAQ: An emoticon representing a crying face.
Yun Yirou stared at Ning Chuchu as if she had seen a ghost. She opened her lips slightly and wanted to ask several times how she could shoot so well.
But thinking of the words she had said before that belittled Ning Chuchu, Yun Yirou’s face became hot and she shrank silently.
Wang Mo looked at Ning Chuchu, who was holding the gun and aiming in a very standard manner, and then at the score of ten rings she had just scored.
His eyes gradually became serious, but he still laughed and said indifferently: “Oh, you are lucky.”
Many people were fascinated by such a unique Ning Chuchu. After hearing Wang Mo’s words, they all rolled their eyes speechlessly.
Ning Chuchu was not angry because of Wang Mo’s ‘contempt’.
Instead, she smiled calmly and said: “Then, let’s compare. Which one is better, your strength or my luck?”
Wang Mo did not move for a while.
Ning Chuchu raised her eyebrows, “You are not afraid, are you?”
Wang Mo gritted his teeth, knowing that he had no way out, so he pretended to be relaxed and picked up the gun.
Then, he said with a smile: “How could I be afraid? In this way, I will play with you casually, just as if I am guiding you.”
Ning Chuchu tightened her grip on the gun and narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Wang Mo was a cunning man. Before, he thought that she couldn’t shoot, so he proposed a ‘competition’ with the intention of teaching her a lesson.
Now that he had seen her strength, he changed his mind and said that he was just playing with her to pave the way for a possible defeat.
Anyway, he wouldn’t suffer any loss.
Ning Chuchu suddenly didn’t want to let him go so easily.
She wanted to slap Wang Mo’s face hard.
Beat it until it was swollen. 🙂
So, in the next game, Wang Mo’s face became more and more ugly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The other people watching became more and more excited. Their eyes looked at Ning Chuchu so brightly.
Everyone had never seen a real sharpshooter. They thought that Wang Mo’s shooting skills were good enough until they saw Ning Chuchu’s marksmanship with their own eyes.
Ning Chuchu, who had a bright appearance, was neither as gentle as she used to smile, nor as wantonly as she had been recently.
Her face was expressionless, but there was an extraordinary seriousness between her eyebrows.
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