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Chapter 190 She Always Has One More Link Than Zhao Xiaoming!
This makes it more difficult.

After all, continuous shooting is of great benefit to maintaining the state, and it also has an advantage in the heart.

After all, once you hit a shot, you will know the opponent's ring number. If it is less, it is okay to say, but if it is higher, the other person will naturally have psychological pressure.

But it's a tricky game.

Gu Qiaoqiao agreed without caring.

It also made Qin Yize's good buddies cover their faces, thinking that today might be the most embarrassing day for Qin Yize, and it was also the day when their wallets were the most emptied.

But there is no way, who made Qin Yize spoil his wife!
The game started.

I have to say that Zhao Xiaoming is in the best condition.

After all, he was facing such a weak opponent.

He doesn't care how others call him a mean person, as long as Qin Yize loses face, let them scold him, he doesn't care.

So, Zhao Xiaoming, who looked relaxed, also hit the tenth ring with ease.

His cronies cheered in the stands.

Then he was despised by many people.

But those people have thicker skins and don't care at all.

Gu Qiaoqiao held the gun and found the most comfortable position, then Qin Yize's buddies covered their faces and lamented, did they think they were going to take a picture?
Can you shoot a gun in that position?

But then I thought about it, the posture is correct, and I can't fight, so in essence, there is no difference.

So the fire was turned off.

They just stared blankly at the 50-meter field together.

Gu Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, glanced at Qin Yize, Qin Yize nodded, and Gu Qiaoqiao smiled slightly.

Facing the target, he pulled the trigger.

One hit.

ten rings.

After the numbers were reported, the entire stands fell silent.

It seems that you can even hear a needle drop on the ground.

Everyone looked at the girl in the field with shocked eyes.

It's good luck too.

Can you hit ten rings like this?
Afterwards, Zhao Xiaoming with a smirk on his face hit the second round, Eight Rings.

Then Gu Qiaoqiao hit nine rings.

Only one ring more than the eighth ring!
Qin Yize smiled lightly.

I thought to myself, if this idiot dares to match Gu Qiaoqiao's head, it's really Lu Ban's big axe.

fuck you!
Zhao Xiaoming finally got serious, and hit the third round again, the nine rings.

And Gu Qiaoqiao followed, ten rings.

Everyone in the stands was so surprised that their jaws dropped to the ground.

The first time was luck, the second time was luck, and the third time could never be luck again.

And as the referee's counting sounds sounded again and again, some smart and agile people finally understood.

This girl did it on purpose!
Zhao Xiaoming hit the tenth ring, she must have followed the tenth ring.

If Zhao Xiaoming hits the eighth ring, she will be the ninth ring.

Zhao Xiaoming hits the fifth ring, and she is the sixth ring.

Except for ten rings, she always has one more ring than Zhao Xiaoming!
And Zhao Xiaoming also found out.

So he was restless, restless, and in a bad state.

This is not a novice in shooting, this is the ancestor of shooting.

Soon there were only the last ten rounds.

Zhao Xiaoming shook his hand and made a ring.

Then he stared at Gu Qiaoqiao firmly.

Then I heard the referee's joyful counting sound, "Second ring!"

He was angry, and he shot casually, he wanted to miss, and he wanted to see how Gu Qiaoqiao would follow.

"One ring."

The audience burst out laughing.

There is no need to fire the remaining eight bullets, and the victory and defeat have already been decided.

However, the serious referee still let all the games be played.

Still the same.

Always one more ring than him.

Then, the game ended.

The audience stood up, and the applause sounded like thunder.

Gu Qiaoqiao was very polite and bowed to the stands, smiling with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

Chu Chengfeng stumbled and ran down.

He has always been unruly and lost his composure.

He seemed to have forgotten Gu Qiaoqiao's gender and identity, and rushed forward to give her a big hug.

But Qin Yize kicked him away.

And those good buddies also came down from the stands and ran in front of Gu Qiaoqiao. These buddies from the wealthy circle looked at Gu Qiaoqiao with adoring and enthusiastic eyes.

If Gu Qiaoqiao had ten rings, maybe they wouldn't be so excited.

However, Gu Qiaoqiao's style of play showed them that there are still people who can play shooting like this.

This makes them so unconvinced.

This is the sharpshooter who hits the target with every shot.

And most importantly, they all made a small fortune today.

This is all thanks to Gu Qiaoqiao.

Originally, they thought that Gu Qiaoqiao was not good enough for Qin Yize, but now they felt that such a beautiful and powerful little girl, Qin Yize was out of luck.

And one of the coaches here has green eyes.

He glanced at Gu Qiaoqiao, then ran upstairs to the office.

Lin Qinghuan stood in the stands with deep eyes and an unpredictable expression. After a long while, the corners of her lips were forced into a frown, and she walked towards the stadium.

But at this time, Zhao Xiaoming was like a defeated rooster, with gray face and depressed expression, looking dully at the opposite girl who looked at him but smiled a bit coldly.

He seemed to be dreaming, how could he lose so embarrassingly in the game that he would win 100% of the time.

is this real?
It wasn't until Qin Yize came over and calmly ordered him to fulfill the bet that he seemed to react.

But he couldn't run if he wanted to, those Qin Yize's buddies were all staring at him.

Then, Chu Chengfeng kicked over, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Facing Gu Qiaoqiao with difficulty, "Third Aunt Grandma..."

There was a cool smile on the corner of Gu Qiaoqiao's mouth, looking at Zhao Xiaoming who was kneeling in front of her, a boundless sternness flashed across her eyes.

Watching him raise his hand and slap hard on the face, Gu Qiaoqiao slowly exhaled the depression in his heart.

Staring at him with cool eyes, beast, you have today too!

But at this moment, Gu Jiansheng, who had spent two full hours doing mental training in front of the gate of the Imperial Hospital, finally got out of the car and walked in.

He came outside this separate ward, and then saw Uncle Gu who was about to open the door to enter.

Gu Bo looked at him indifferently, but didn't say anything. Among Gu Cheng's sons, he was the only one who had little heart.

But it's also what the old boss hates the most.

Because when he was young, he shattered an extraordinary jade carving.

"What's the matter?" Gu Bo raised his eyelids and asked lightly.

Ignorant and incompetent, Imperial Treasure Pavilion is in his hands, and within half a year it will be swallowed up by Jubao Pavilion.

Ning Wanru and Gu Cheng wouldn't feel bad.

They are not the real descendants of the old headed family, how could they protect the property of the Gu family well.

And that Gu Kun actually fell ill in the hospital.

Still lying down now.

Gu Bo had no time to be distracted at this time, but based on his own observations, he concluded that this Gu Kun was probably a fake.

However, after he made sure, Gu Kun was already in a coma and couldn't even speak, so he couldn't ask anything.

Gu Bo felt that both he and Gu Qingfeng underestimated the enemy.

That's why he didn't drive Gu Jiansheng out directly, but asked him why he came.

(End of this chapter)