Female Novel
Chapter 1251
Ten rounds just now, he has done his best.
The reason why he want to shoot first is because he was afraid that if he shoot later, he will lose to her
on purpose because of his soft heart.
This will not allow him to fully present himself in front of her.
Frank and Howard both looked at each other. There was a grim look in each other's eyes.
It's over. Who knew Chris was such a good shot?
Only two shots were 10.8 and the rest were 10.9, meaning Joyce could only shoot one 10.8 and had to
shoot 10.9 for the rest to win.
Any normal person knows that it is almost impossible.
The accuracy of 0.01 mm. In addition to ability, there is also an element of luck.
It's over, the two of them are definitely going to make a fool of themselves today.
Frank lamented that he should have known better than to follow Howard's blind rant.
Luther glanced worriedly at Joyce, who also did not expect that the chess match.
Before, it was he who underestimated Chris , able to command the Alvonia warlords, really have a few
brilliance.
Joyce's lips flattened as she realized she'd fallen into Chris's pit.
Where was he giving in to her?
It was clear that she was putting more pressure on her.
Chris shot such a score that she only had to be slightly distracted and she would have lost completely.
So, he was not giving in to her at all, but he was the first to finish the ten shots to suppress her, so that
she would know what to do, and for the victory, Chris was bound to win.
Joyce turned her head and glanced coldly at Chris, who had his arms wrapped around his chest and
was now looking at her calmly.
Chris smiled, his eyes full of admiration, "If you feel that you are having too much pressure, you can
give up the game. No shame, after all, I'm the commander-in-chief and a man. It's nothing for you to
lose to me."
Joyce, in this moment, suddenly felt that Chris was doing it because of what happened in the hardware
market.
He wanted to prove himself and get it back.
Oh, petty men.
Joyce's lips curled up in a scribbled smile.
"The game has just begun, admit defeat? Impossible."
This smile, stunning to Chris, he immersed in this smile, a long time can not come back to mind.
When you come back to your senses again.
Joyce had already loaded the special stock, concentrated, and fired at the bullseye.
One shot after another.
The top of the screen, which always shows, is 10.9 rings.
As if it were broken.
No one even knew exactly how many shots she had fired, because the screen hadn't changed.
Joyce stares and holds her breath, the special gun stock does wonders for her. She feels no recoil at
all, maneuvers freely, and the accuracy rate is completely within her grasp.
After nine shots of 10.9 rings, the last shot.
She gave a low laugh and pulled the trigger.
The screen has finally changed to show 10.8 rings.
At the same time, also showed the final score, ten shots have been shot, the first nine shots are 10.9,
the last shot 10.8 ...
It feels like it's intentional.
Yes, in fact, she did it on purpose.
Deliberately shot 10.8 on the last shot and told Chris that he only beat him by 0.1 ring and was giving
him the benefit of the doubt.
She could have hit all 10.9 and made him lose half of his face.
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After she finished shooting, the whole range was silent.
There was only shock left.
No one even clapped, they all stared at Joyce in disbelief.
Including Chris, who looked at her incredulously. He knew that she was nakedly provocative.
Because, 10.9, or 10.8, she has been able to control it, while he cannot.
What is the difference?
He lost.
Convinced by heart.