Chapter 1247 Zhong Mo, You Are Forbidden to Hit Anyone!

Everyone's eyes fell on the representative of South Vietnam, with shock, disbelief, suspicion, and anger shining in their eyes.

It's obvious that everyone is on the same page, but you secretly colluded with China!

That's too much!

Why don't you call us?

You actually eat alone!

The representative of South Vietnam stood there blankly at this time, as if someone had tapped an acupuncture point, his mind went blank.

After a full two minutes, he jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, waving his hands repeatedly: "Don't get me wrong, I don't know, I have no contact with him, I just smoked it casually! "

"Well, I'll treat you to dinner tonight, and we won't come back until we get drunk!"

Zhong Mo nodded towards him enthusiastically.

"Well, I will definitely be there on time!"

The representative of South Vietnam actually felt a little more honored, but then he shook his head and said, "I didn't mean to help you, I, I, this is luck, you don't need to invite me to dinner!"

While they were talking, eight electronic targets were placed in the middle of the field.

In fact, their competition method is very simple. Each country has three members, each member is given ten bullets, and the total number of rounds is finally calculated. If one person fires thirty rounds of ammunition, it is strictly prohibited.

After all, this is a team score, not an individual score!

Therefore, representatives from the other seven countries are still full of confidence in this competition!

Even if Zhong Mo cheats and is very good at shooting, if the other two members stretch their hips too much, he will never win the championship.

"Our slogan is, defeat Zhong Mo and win the championship!"

The representatives of the seven countries clasped their right hands tightly together, with burning eyes shining, and shouted in unison.

"Oh, seven old men holding hands, I didn't expect you guys in Southeast Asia to have such a good time!"

Zhong Mo couldn't help but clicked his tongue and said, "Aren't you afraid of getting hemorrhoids?"

"Pfft!"

The morale that the representatives of the seven countries had finally gathered was instantly shattered.

"We have no interest in men!"

“We’re just a morale booster!”

"How could you ruin our reputation?"

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The representatives from the seven countries glared at Zhong Mo angrily, wanting to shut up his foul mouth.

"Oh, I just saw you looking at each other with affectionate expressions, and I thought you were having an affair!"

Zhong Mo explained quickly.

"No, absolutely not, we are very pure!"

Representatives from the seven countries shook their heads in denial.

Lin Shenglin watched as representatives from seven countries jumped behind them as they explained. A few of them even secretly took out handkerchiefs and wiped their hands, as if to prove their innocence.

Poor baby!

Look at what happened to Zhong Mo!

But why do I feel so good?

It’s true that evil people need to be punished by evil people!

He asked Zhong Mo gently: "Xiao Mo, since you are very talented in shooting, you are one of the three places. Who do you think is more suitable for the other two?"

"Director Lin, if you ask me this question, who should I ask it to?"

Zhong Mo couldn't help but rolled his eyes and looked at Lin Meng'e and the other five: "I've never seen them play with guns. How do I know who's a good shooter? I think it's better to let them decide for themselves!"

"Yes, yes, I'm confused!"

Lin Shenglin raised his hand and patted his head, dumbfounded.

The main reason is that Zhong Mo is too capable.

No matter what happens to him, the first thing he thinks of is Zhong Mo.

After discussion among the five of them, Lin Meng'e and Su Jing finally decided that Lin Meng'e and Su Jing would participate in the competition.

Lin Meng'e has superb marksmanship and is also a leader in the police station.

With ten bullets, she shot four 10-rings, five 9-rings and one 8-ring.

Su Jing's marksmanship is better than Lin Meng'e's, scoring five 10-rings, five and 9-rings in total.

But since members from other countries can participate in shooting competitions, how bad can their marksmanship be?

So after the second round of shooting, the Xiangjiang police ranked third, with neither good nor bad results. The first place was actually Xinguo, and the second place was Nanyue.

A proud smile appeared on the face of the representative of the new country: "It seems that our new country won the second game. We are 3 rings higher than the South Vietnamese country. You will definitely not be able to surpass us!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Our third member hasn't started shooting yet, so it's not certain who will win!"

The South Vietnamese representative shouted angrily.

Then they both swallowed, turned their heads, and laid their eyes on Zhong Mo, feeling a little more uneasy.

At the end of the second round, the total number of rings of the New Kingdom was 194, that of the South Vietnam was 191, and that of the Xiangjiang Police was 188. It can be said that they were far behind them, but because of the unstable factor of Zhong Mo, they were I really feel unsure!

Is Zhong Mo really good at shooting?

Can he really reverse the situation on his own?

The fifty-meter pistol shooting is about to begin!

Zhong Mo suddenly raised his left hand and shouted loudly: "I have a suggestion!"

"Zhong Mo, this is a shooting competition, not a close combat competition. You are not allowed to hit anyone!"

The Xinguo representative immediately stood up and loudly accused the other party of immoral behavior.

"That's right, you are prohibited from hitting others, and you are also prohibited from humiliating others with words!"

Nanyue said even more with shame and anger.

They have fallen into the hands of Zhong Mo several times. This time they finally saw a glimmer of hope. How could they not give it a try?

Other countries nodded sadly and angrily.

Who doesn't know that Zhong Mo is vicious with his hands and even more vicious with his mouth?

If he uses some immoral and unfair means, wouldn't it mean that the duck that has got its mouth will run away?

Zhong Mo couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Am I as shameless as you say?"

Who knew that seven heads nodded in unison.

Are you shameless?

Don’t you have any idea in your mind?

Zhong Mo was speechless for a while by their actions. In the end, he could only shrug his shoulders and said helplessly: "I want to say that standing with you country chickens and dogs is too cheap, so I want to start with Shoot, they will come again after I finish shooting!”

"What? Just this?"

The two representatives of the New Kingdom and the South Vietnam Kingdom looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.

How could "cruel" and "shameless" Zhong Mo just make such a trivial request?

This is so inconsistent with his character!

"Zhong Mo, are you sure you are just shooting in advance and not taking the opportunity to kill them and make them shoot poorly?"

the representative of Xinguo asked with suspicion.

"Trash like them are not worthy of my evil hands!"

Zhong Mo crossed his arms on his chest and replied lazily.

"Yes, yes, they are indeed trash, why are they worthy of your murder? I agree!"

The representative of the new country nodded repeatedly.

Representatives from the other six countries had no reason to refuse and all nodded in agreement.

After all, this is not a formal competition at all, just an internal competition.

But even so, the shooting members from the other seven countries stayed away immediately, keeping a distance of more than three meters from Zhong Mo, for fear that he would suddenly attack them!

When Zhong Mo saw this scene, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Am I that scared?