I don’t know if it is because Miao Zhishun is too strong, but the performance of the next few players can only be said to be average, and the scores are not as good as Miao Zhishun. Of course, the strength of those who can reach the finals is generally only relative to Zhang Pin’s vision.

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In fact, they generally have LV4 level shooting skills.

As the players came on stage one by one and the scores came out one by one, a smile began to appear on Miao Zhishun's originally serious face.

Because five people have appeared so far, his results are still ranked first.

If nothing else, he ranked second at the lowest.

The last one to appear happened to be Peng Yixing.

Before the shooting started, the opponent handed over the firearm for another inspection by the supervisor, and then he himself inspected the bullets issued by the referee.

Top-level gun clubs generally have their own custom guns, so you can bring your own firearms.

However, the bullets are all provided by the gun club. The purpose is of course to prevent players from carrying bullets and firearms on their bodies under the pretext of competition, which will cause bad effects.

This kind of shooting competition is taken seriously by both the gun club and the government.

Therefore, a policeman from the police station was specially sent to the gun club to serve as a supervisor. If there was any emergency at the shooting range, theoretically, only the supervisor could draw a gun to stop it.

Although the contestants must all have gun licenses.

But they have no law enforcement power.

After both sides checked and found no objections, Peng Yixing glanced at Ge Lian, then at Zhang Pin, and then stepped into the arena.

"Shooter, prepare!"

At the prompter's prompting, he raised his hands.

At this moment, Zhang Pin clearly felt Peng Yixing's body shaking suddenly and unconsciously, as if someone was staring at him.

With curiosity, he looked behind Peng Yixing and found that a short prison guard was staring at Peng Yixing with his eyes.

This short man seemed to have followed Miu Chi-shun and greeted him just now. He must have been from the West Kowloon Police Station. He didn't know his name.

But looking at the other party's behavior, it was obvious that he was putting pressure on Peng Yixing.

Relying on your gaze to put pressure on the other person may sound unreliable, but the fact is that it is really possible.

Everyone has a sixth sense. Even ordinary people will notice it if they are stared at by others for a long time.

Not to mention top gunners, the legendary murderous aura also really exists.

The average person may not feel it deeply, but the more expert you are, the more sensitive you are to these things.

However, Zhang Pin did not choose to interrupt the other party.

Although the main battlefield of the shooting competition is on the field, the opponent's behavior is not considered illegal.

Regardless of whether the other party was trying to help his colleague Miao Zhishun, or Peng Yixing, who was in charge of the prison and had to be careful with his gun, they were all justified reasons.

As a shooter, if you can't bear the pressure of being stared at, then you deserve not to get good results in the game.

Shooting, overcoming obstacles, changing magazines, moving, changing targets...

Peng Yixing's movements can be described as smooth and flowing.

And when the other party was shooting, the prisoner stood behind him and kept putting pressure on him.

But Peng Yixing still withstood the pressure and shot the last target.

"Bullet retreat, safe!"

In the end, the referee totaled and found that Peng Yihang's score was exactly the same as Miao Zhishun's.

"Since the two total points are the same, the chief referee decided to give you one more round."

"In front of you, there are five steel targets. At first, load and prepare, then enter the designated area. When you hear the signal, draw your gun and shoot down the target in front of you.

In addition to scoring according to the number of rings and time, there is another condition, if you do not hit the designated targets in order.

If you miss the target or hit other targets, you will be automatically eliminated."

"If you two have no objections, you can try the target position first."

The last few referees combined and decided to add an extra game.

The rules of the extra round are not complicated, but the pressure on the two players is not low.

At the end of the game, the shooting stability was good, but the psychological pressure was quite high.

Because he was being watched the whole time, Peng Yixing was significantly more stressed. He did not look at the target immediately. Instead, he came to one side of the wall and started exercising to relieve his psychological pressure.

On the other side, Miao Zhishun did the same thing, but the difference was that he came to the wall to practice drawing his gun quickly.

Because in the previous competition, although the two scores were the same, he was better in accuracy, but Peng Yixing won in terms of the speed of drawing the gun, so the time was shorter.

In fact, if the short policeman in charge of the prison hadn't put pressure on Peng Yixing, he would have lost.

Of course Miao Zhishun knew about this matter.

However, he has been competing for several years and has never won the championship. He is currently pursuing a girl he admires, and the girl is watching him at the scene.

He is also very eager for the championship.

"Are you ready?"

"yes!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd, and the two contestants who were relaxing were stunned. Then the onlookers also discovered that the person who spoke was not the caller.

The prison police officer who was staring at Peng Yixing turned his head and found that the person who spoke was actually a clerk from his police station.

This guy was disqualified from the competition because his gun stuck out of the line in yesterday's last finals match.

But now he suddenly became fully armed again and appeared here, and it seemed that he was loaded with bullets.

"Lao Yu, calm down and don't mess around!"

The prison guard suddenly panicked. He pulled out his pistol, but he didn't know whether to shoot. After all, the two parties had worked together for many years and had a good relationship.

"Shoot! Ah Jin!"

Facing the prison guard Ah Jin who was holding a gun, Lao Yu showed a look of expectation on his face.

But after hearing his words, Ah Jin was even more afraid to shoot.

Bang--

"ah--"

"Ahhhh——"

But he didn't shoot, but Lao Yu shot Ah Jin directly in the waist.

Ah Jin fell to the ground and the crowd became confused.

"You have a gun, but why don't you shoot?"

After beating the person, Lao Yu actually turned around and questioned Ah Jin who fell to the ground.

However, not many people paid attention to this area at this time, because with the sound of gunfire, the audience all started to run towards the entrance of the passage.

The screams were endless and the crowd was already in chaos.

However, in this chaotic moment, some people still reacted.

Miao Zhishun drew his gun and approached against the crowd, still calling Lao Yu to calm down.

"Shoot, I owe a lot of debt. I don't want to drag my wife and children down. Please help me. As long as you kill me, they will get a large amount of compensation."

It turns out that he didn't want to take revenge on society, but wanted to defraud the insurance company.

It's just such a blatant insurance fraud, and I don't know if the insurance company will pay the claim.

"Help me, you guys help me, why don't you help me!"

Bang bang bang——

The more Lao Yu talked, the more excited he became, and then he fired several shots at the crowd.

"Apin, what should I do?"

He Min was lying in Zhang Pin's arms at this time, which was in sharp contrast to the chaotic crowd, because Zhang Pin was still sitting in the audience seat, motionless.

"Hey, why are things happening everywhere?"

Zhang Pin originally wanted to leave this matter to Miao Zhishun to resolve.

After all, this is West Kowloon, and the other party is Miao Zhishun's associate.

But what disappointed him was that when the other party opened fire arbitrarily, Miao Zhishun hesitated and refused to shoot.

Seeing that the gunman was getting closer and closer to the crowd, the muzzle of the gun was getting lower and lower.

Zhang Pin flicked his wrist and a pistol appeared.

Bang--

He didn't even aim, and the bullet hit the opponent's shoulder.
To be continued...