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Chapter 618 Mao is also OK! (For smoke, ecstasy brothers(2/2)

Huang Shaohong had a faint smile on his lips and looked at the soldiers training to shoot.

"How about playing a game?" A trace of cunning flashed in Steve Trevor's eyes as he spoke.

“How to play?”

Huang Shaohong blinked his eyes, looking like a newbie.

Steve Trevor clapped his hands: "Hey, guys, look here, this new Sergeant Bruce Huang, you want to compete with me for shooting skills. Are there any bets? I'll be a banker!"

This kind of competition game is particularly popular in the army. When Steve Trevor called, the soldiers training on the side immediately stopped training, and even some officers and female medical soldiers who heard the news rushed over to watch the fun.

"Hey, Steve, who is the fool who wants to compete with you for shooting skills? I will definitely win by defeating you!"

A young white man who had just run over greeted Steve Trevor, and his words instantly attracted a burst of laughter.

Steve Trevor also laughed and pointed at Huang Shaohong and said, "It's this new Asian, Bruce Huang, but we don't bet on winning or losing, otherwise you will all suppress me, and that's not going to be a loss. If we want to play, just play a new trick!"

Under everyone's questioning, Steve Trevor said confidently:

"We will play a 150-meter target. I will score one point when I hit the ten rings. Bruce will score three points when I hit the ten rings. Bruce and I will take off our clothes according to the score. Not counting the outerwear. We will only bet after ten shots. What about the remaining clothes of who and I have more clothes?"

Huang Shaohong sneered in his heart. He wanted to make a fortune while humiliating himself. How confident he is!

When others heard this, even if Steve Trevor had a good shooting skills, he would not have been able to hit the red heart at a distance of 150 meters. With a score of 1 to 3, the Asian man wanted to have a chance to win the game.

For a moment, everyone paid for it and decided to leave.

Steve Trevor turned to Huang Shaohong and raised his chin provocatively: "How dare you play? If you don't even have the courage, then you will get out of here automatically. Don't make trouble with me!"

Huang Shaohong showed a little worried: "It's okay to play, can you give in to me?"

When he said this, the surroundings burst into an instant, and many people whistled and shouted that Asians would be gone quickly if they didn't work. Such discriminatory words were full of discrimination.

Steve Trevor pressed his hands: "Okay, I'm ace, I'll give him this opportunity. He'll get three points first, just shoot nine shots!"

Huang Shaohong spoke again: "I'm afraid you're making trouble on the target, so why not stand here and cross-shoot again. You hit my target, how about I hit your target?

Steve Trevor laughed: "Okay, just do what you said, and I will convince you of losing!"

The two of them each chose a training rifle and crossed it at the target 150 meters away.

A major shouted to start, and both of them shot at the same time.

The two gunshots of ‘典’ overlapped together, and it sounded like a shot was fired.

'bite'

At one hundred meters, two bullets collided in the air and sparked. Then look at the target. There were no signs of being shot on the target in front of Huang Shaohong, while Steve Trevor's target hit the red heart.

Everyone cheered: "I knew Steve Trevor was the most powerful!"

Huang Shaohong clapped his hands: "Everyone, we are fighting cross-targets. I seem to have won this first shot!"

Just now, he used his bullet to knock Steve Trevor's bullet away, and then his bullet hit the Red Heart. Such a godlike marksmanship is absolutely impossible for others, but for Huang Shaohong, a guy with a "range weapon specialization", it is very simple!

He turned to Steve Trevor, who looked bad-looking, and said: "You made me three-pointer, and now I have three-pointer again. I should have six points, right?"

Steve Trevor gritted his teeth and said, "How is it possible? You must be lucky, and your luck will definitely not be so good next!"

‘Bao’

'bite'

‘Bao’

'bite'

After nine shots passed, Huang Shaohong all hit the Red Heart, and Steve Trevor's target was empty, and his bullets all made the former's bullets collapse.

The crow and magpies were silent on the training ground. If the first shot was still considered by everyone, the Asian man named Bruce, the nine shots came down and the gun was like this, which only means one thing is that the shooting skills are as good as gods.

Now these people are wondering whether this guy will harm you? He clearly has such magical shooting skills and shows weakness and makes others give in to you. It’s so shameless.

Huang Shaohong lowered his rifle: "You gave me a bullet, I fired nine shots and now I'm done. You still have one shot left. Please rob me!"

Steve Trevor was sobbing that he shot the heart with a sad face.

According to the score statistics, Huang Shaohong scored 30 points and Steve Trevor scored 1 point.

Although he killed all the bets and responded to everyone's bets, Steve Trevor now has to take off 29 pieces of clothes.

Under the gaze of everyone, Steve Trevor and Huang Shaohong discussed: "It's okay to not take it off, I'll give you all the money!"

Huang Shaohong took out a stack of 1,000 pound bills from his pocket. He took out one of these bills and settled all the bets here.

The female nurses looked at Huang Shaohong with little stars, but Steve Trevor showed bitterness on his face. They were not short of money.

In the end, Steve Trevor chose to cash in on the bet, and he couldn't do anything to regret in front of so many people.

When he took off the mosaic, Steve Trevor blushed and cried, "It's not enough to finish off!"

Huang Shaohong said with some slightest remark, "There is no more clothes, and hair is fine! Thirty pieces of it will be enough to put on one piece of clothing!"
Chapter completed!
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