Chapter 1109 Forced Marriage (20)

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Shen Fanxing's words fell to the ground, and no one would think of questioning the weight of her words.

Because of that aura, no one can tolerate others talking about it.

The audience was silent, and everyone looked at Shen Fanxing intently, all shocked by her words.

Yuan Sichun blinked slowly, and suddenly burst out laughing.

She propped herself up on the seat, and stood up from the seat shaking.

"Hahahaha... I can't beat you?"

She clutched the clothes on her body tightly, pointed in the direction of the shooting platform, and said with a sarcastic smile:

"Not to mention anything else, just take this one in front of you, what kind of thing are you?"

"Ah……"

This sneer came from Qi Mohan who had been silently watching the show beside him.

"It's because you feel too good about yourself! The highest record is 9.1, and you can still hold her for the rest of your life?"

Bao Jingxing next to him also sneered.

Although he was not familiar with Shen Fanxing, the neatly arranged numbers of 8.8, 7.7, and 6.6 just now couldn't have come from a novice.

Not only is their horse riding technique superb, but their marksmanship may also exceed their imagination.

Yuan Sichun's highest record is 9.1 rings. From another perspective, it is completely different from 8.8 rings, 7.7 rings, and 6.6 rings.

And now she is still complacently showing off her 9.1 ring, which is really embarrassing.

Shen Fanxing glanced at the shooting platform lightly, then sneered again.

Yuan Sichun's eyes were full of sarcasm in that dismissive look.

"Do you want to compete again?!" She suddenly shouted angrily.

Shen Fanxing sneered, and sized her up, "Are you sure you want me to compare with you?"

"It's enough." Yuan Sichun's face was pale and weak, but he was full of confidence.

"But I don't want to take advantage of others."

Yuan Sichun gritted his teeth angrily, but picked up the pistols on the table, held the two guns in both hands, and shot three consecutive shots at a target not far away.

Maybe she lost the horse race just now, maybe she was stabbed by Bao Jingchuan, maybe she had a hand feeling before, but this time, she actually got two of the three shots within the nine rings.

8.7 rings, 9.2 rings, 9.6 rings.

Seeing this achievement, Yuan Sichun still had a satisfied smile on his pale face.

"It's your turn!"

She slowly walked down from the platform, holding a pistol, walked towards Shen Fanxing, raised her hand and handed the pistol in front of her.

Shen Fanxing glanced at the pistol over there, but didn't move for a while.

Bao Yuelin, who had been standing silently beside him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then looked at Shen Fanxing.

Having heard the news a long time ago, all the people watching the excitement through the steel net are all staring at this place.

"It's really amazing to be able to achieve such results after being injured like that!"

"But she's really annoying. The competition always asks if she will win? If she won't, why should she be proud of winning?"

"But Miss Shen's words just now, the defeat of a lifetime, is really exciting!"

"Did you talk without going through your brain? Or did you win a horse race and you lost your mind?"

Facing Yuan Sichun's aggressiveness, Shen Fanxing still didn't accept it.

"I said, I don't take advantage of others!"

Yuan Sichun sneered, "The words are out of my mouth, isn't it because I am afraid that I will slap my own mouth?"

Bao Jingxing laughed beside him and said, "Why don't you give it a try, sister-in-law! Her three shots...hehe, it's almost the best achievement she can count in her life."

"Pfft," Qi Mohan suddenly laughed, "Just this grade, is it considered a good grade in this life?"

Shen Fanxing looked down at the pistol in Yuan Sichun's hand, his brows furrowed.

Today she is already ostentatious enough. She thought that this matter would be over after the shooting competition just now, but she didn't expect Yuan Sichun to be so annoying.

It's also because she was so angry just now that she dug such a hole for herself.

"What? Don't you dare? Shen Fanxing, you don't have that much ability, so don't say such arrogant words, say that you will suppress me for the rest of your life, you..."

"Be careful!!"

The bodyguards around suddenly shouted, rushed up to protect the old man, Bao Sichen and Lou Ruoyi respectively pressed their bodies.

Shen Fanxing was also pulled into his arms immediately, turned around a few times, and hid behind the pillar.

She was still in shock, and at the same time, she heard several gunshots around her.

She even saw a bullet shot from where she was just now, and flew past Yuan Sichun's side.

"what!!"

Yuan Sichun screamed, and before the bodyguards came up to protect her, she crouched on the ground with her head in her arms.

This is not a mistake on the shooting range, but someone came specifically for them.

The scene became chaotic for a while, and the time happened so quickly that there was no time for people to think for half a second. Then there were two more "bang bang" gunshots, and Yuan Sichun's ear-piercing scream.

Yu Song yelled sharply from the side: "Protect everyone!"

Shen Fanxing lay in Bao Jingchuan's arms, a pair of cold eyes quickly swept across the chaotic surroundings, his face was cold and solemn.

"do not move!"

Shen Fanxing's obvious restlessness made Bao Jingchuan forcefully restrain her waist.

She pursed her lips and turned her head, but the gunshots around her didn't stop.

Until the bodyguard who was protecting the sick old man was shot, and his body suddenly suffered from pain and fell to the ground, leaving only the old man standing there, Shen Fanxing's eyes shrank instantly, in a panic, When she caught sight of Yuan Sichun squatting on the ground holding her head, she pushed Bao Jingchuan away without thinking.

Quickly come to Yuan Sichun's side and snatch the pistol from her hand!

"What are you doing?!" Yuan Sichun realized that it was her, and his flustered eyes immediately turned into resentment,

With a cold face, Shen Fanxing kicked her to the side of Bao Jingxing's feet, turned around, and stood in front of the old man, holding pistols in both hands, facing the scattered enemies around -

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were several gunshots, and the interval between each shot was not too short, and it was not as fast and even as in the shooting competition. He shot at the enemy with quick eyesight and quick hands!

There was no trace of panic in that posture, and his expression was full of dignity and coldness. He tightly protected the old man behind him with his back, and he took care of everything from the left to the right and from the front to the front.

Several shots went out, and none of them missed.

The left and right exchange of fire only took about two minutes, short and long, and each of them had already walked around the gate of hell.

When everything subsides, the other party should go away, and stay behind.

On the shooting range not far away, there were five or six people scattered scattered, and three of them fell under Shen Fanxing's gun.