The head of urban peach blossom

Chapter 841 Comparing marksmanship?
"Oh, Wu Jun is you, why, alone?"

Out of politeness, Amy also greeted with a smile.

"With friends, they saw you and said you were here, so I came over to say hello."

"Have a heart."

In fact, Wu Jun's mind is very clear to Amy, but, so what?There are many people like Wu Jun who want to pursue her.

"Are you playing shooting?"

Wu Jun pretended to ask a question, then glanced at Hua Xiaolou, his eyes flickered and said: "This is the newly promoted Royal Registered Jockey Hua Xiaolou, right? What? Brother Xiaolou is also interested in shooting?"

From the eyes of the other party, Hua Xiaolou has captured countless information.

This guy is not a good person.

He is clearly Amy's suitor.

Although Hua Xiaolou knew that it was impossible for him and Amy to have a result, after all, he might leave here soon.

But at least for now, Amy is his girlfriend, right?

Then this guy is a rival in love!
It is one thing to be clear in my heart, at least on the surface, Hua Xiaolou still behaved generously: "I can't say that I am interested, I just come to play with Amy."

"Why don't we have a round together?" Wu Jun began to provoke.

"Wu Jun, he can't shoot, it's better not to play..."

Amy saw Hua Xiaolou's shooting skills just now, it was a mess, how could it compare to Wu Jun?
It's better not to embarrass yourself in person.

Unexpectedly, when Hua Xiaolou heard the word "no", she immediately became excited.

Damn, say I can't do it?

Isn't this bullying?
Therefore, Hua Xiaolou replied immediately: "It's okay, Amy, since your friend is interested, you might as well play a game."

"Ah? But..."

"Come, come, let's limit ourselves to fifty rounds, and see who can shoot more."

Wu Jun doesn't care what Amy says, since Hua Xiaolou has agreed, he has to make this guy look ugly in person.

You know, Wu Jun is a sixth-level demon hunter. He has been playing with energy guns for more than ten years, and he is proficient in marksmanship.

"Who, come here and turn the frequency to the highest."

"Ok sir."

The staff came over and began to adjust the frequency.

If the frequency is increased, it means that the speed of the simulated bird in the field will reach the fastest, which is almost fleeting, which has very high requirements for shooters.

It can be said that there is basically no time to aim, it all depends on feeling and experience.

So when she heard Wu Jun's words, Amy's face turned gloomy... This guy clearly wanted to make Hua Xiaolou look ugly.

According to the initial frequency, Hua Xiaolou could barely hit a few shots, but now that the frequency is adjusted to the highest, he might not be able to hit even one shot...

"it's okay no problem."

Hua Xiaolou comforted Amy with a smile, and even kissed her intimately on the face.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

It didn't matter if the relationship was serious, Wu Jun was so angry that he fired three shots in a row.

Not to mention, this guy's marksmanship is also good, he hit two out of three shots.

"Humph!"

Amy rolled her eyes.

Then, Hua Xiaolou joyfully picked up the gun...

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Also three shots.

Then, three artificial birds fell down.

At the same time, the hit rate is also displayed on the screen: 3:3, with the number of shots fired in front and the number of hits behind.

"This...how is this possible?"

Seeing this, Amy exclaimed.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Hua Xiaolou pretended to turn her head to ask.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Then, three more artificial birds fell...

This scene directly made Wu Jun dumbfounded.

All six shots were hit.The important thing is, the three shots fired just now, this kid obviously didn't look at the field, but looked at Amy...

"you you……"

Apparently, Amy was stunned too.

Is this guy a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?He was clearly talking to himself, but he was able to hit it?
"What's wrong with me?"

Hua Xiaolou still looked at Amy and asked with a smile.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three more shots.

Another three mock birds fell.

Now, Amy finally knew that she had been tricked by this guy.

Poor me, I was still worried about him at first... Unexpectedly, this guy is clearly a sharpshooter.

So bullying!
"Wow, you lied to me at first that it was your first time playing..."

"It's really the first time I play it. I haven't played this kind of shooting game before."

Hua Xiaolou said seriously.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Next, there were seven or eight shots in a row, and the shots were shot...

When the target of fifty rounds is completed, the screen shows 50:50.

This achievement obviously shocked the staff as well.

It is not impossible to say that there are 100% hits, but at the highest frequency, it is too difficult to hit every shot...

At this time, Wu Jun only fired 20 shots, and the hit rate was 20:12
This result is actually quite good, but looking at Hua Xiaolou's 50:50, Wu Jun has no face to shoot again.

"Unexpectedly, you are still hiding it."

Wu Jun put down his gun angrily.

Humiliated, how could Wu Jun give up, rolled his eyes, and started provoking again.

"Why don't we go play combat? Don't worry, I won't use the power of a witcher, only the basic power."

Hearing this, Amy was happy.

This guy is simply too self-indulgent...

"Okay, but we don't need to go to the fighting arena, let's show our skills here. You can use all your power, including the power of the demon hunter, and we are limited to one move..."

"what are you saying?"

Wu Jun thought he had heard wrong.

He knew very well in his heart that Hua Xiaolou must have a good physique to become a registered royal jockey.

But no matter how good it is, it is impossible to compare with a sixth-level demon hunter.

In the end, what is the limit to one move?
Is this the wrong medicine?
"Erbei?" Hua Xiaolou said lightly, "I said, you can do it with all your strength, and you are limited to one move, understand?"

"Hahaha, boy, you are really crazy!"

Wu Jun laughed angrily.

"Shao Bibi, hurry up, I have to play other games with Amy."

Hearing this, Wu Jun was completely furious.

"Okay, Amy, you can hear me clearly, this is his own death."

"Really? Whoever seeks death must be sure."

Amy said something sarcastically, and then stepped back far away, expressing a mentality of watching a good show.

As a result, Wu Jun became even more hostile, gritted his teeth, and suddenly mobilized like a cheetah——

"Boy, take it!"

This scene made many people exclaim.

The onlookers here include demon hunters, riders, and ordinary people.

But no matter what kind of people they are, they can see their identities.A royal C-rank jockey, and a sixth-rank demon hunter.

Although in terms of status, the two are almost equal.

But in terms of strength, no matter how powerful a jockey is, it is impossible to compare with a demon hunter.

Therefore, many people think that Hua Xiaolou is sick, and they have to use their weaknesses to match the opponent's strengths.

"Hey, isn't it because of jealousy?"

"That's right, it looks like the two of them are competing for that beauty..."

"I'm afraid this jockey has lost his mind..."

Everyone is talking...

(End of this chapter)