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The people in Class B were stunned and cheered immediately:

"Xin'er is great! You are our pride! Xin'er is a perfect score! Xin'er will win!"

The joy of joy filled the faces of everyone in Class B, and the depression that was ridiculed by those students in Class A was swept away!

But the people in Class A are upset.

Seeing that Zhao Zhijian was about to win, and seeing the guys in Class B about to run laps with weights, how come a big reversal happened in an instant?

Zhao Zhijian is great, Nalan Xiner is even more powerful and even more powerful.

100 points!

Even Lieutenant Zhang shot a demonstration just now, he didn't have such a high level, right?

A certain watch triumphantly asked Nalan Xin'er for credit: "Hey, is Ben's skill getting better? Helping you hit the bullseye again and again, and shocking those who have never seen the world."

Nalan Xin'er smiled and said, "It was in the pediatrics department just now, and there is still room for you to take action later, don't let me down. Remember to use your'Tuna Dafa' to help me calibrate a certain bullet. Trajectory, haha!"

Big Ben agreed, and Nalan Xin'er lifted her lips and said with a smile to the humanity of Class A: "Now your dog can see clearly? Who is the winner and who is the loser?"

The people in Class A couldn't believe that they lost so quickly, and they lost completely.

Because everyone knows that if Nalan Xiner's level can achieve 100 points, then even if two games are compared, the result will be the same!

The facts are as true as Nalan Xin'er had just predicted: "You are sure to lose!"

With a downcast face, the people in Class A were severely hit again.

Zhao Zhijian's face was very ugly, he cried silently in his heart: "It's not like this, the result shouldn't be like this, he could have won!"

Behind him, a pair of soft hands suddenly pushed him slightly.

Zhao Zhijian was agitated, suddenly sober.

He suddenly remembered that the most important purpose for Nalan Xiner to participate in the game today-winning the game is not a big deal, but more importantly, to make the grass bag... pay the price of blood!

He turned slightly to the side, and cast a look at Lan Zhirou who pushed him behind him: Don't worry, don't worry, I will do this thing beautifully as agreed!

He squeezed the pistol tightly, and there was a bullet in it.

The last bullet.

"Zhao Zhijian, depending on your appearance, are you still not convinced? If you are not convinced, it is not impossible for my sister to beat you." Nalan Xin'er played with the gun in her hand in a leisurely manner, completely dull.

Zhao Zhijian was so angry that his Adam's apple jumped up and down, his nostrils opened, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped.

With a somber voice, he said to Nalan Xiner sullenly: "I'm not convinced! Another match!"

Nalan Xin'er lifted up a mysterious smile, suddenly lowered her voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Zhao Zhijian, classmates, let’s not say that sister didn’t remind you--beauty ~ color is attractive, But if you lose your life for this, it’s a bit of a loss! What's more, that beauty has been picked countless times, and it has long since been broken~flower~lost~willow...

Zhao Zhijian's heart shuddered and died? Why did the idiot say this? Did she see through it?

impossible! If Caobao knows that he is unpredictable, how can he stupidly agree to compete with him? Also, who is referring to the residual flower in the straw bag? Lan Zhirou?

Is there anything shameful in this barracks beside Lan Zhirou messing with the dung-digging workers?

Zhao Zhijian's heart beats wildly, and his voice is composure: "I don't understand what you are saying. You just say that you dare to compete with me!"

Although the people in Class A know that another match might be a loss, but since Zhao Zhijian has the courage, they certainly support: "One more match! Another match!"

The class B classmates sarcastically said: "A mangy dog ​​that can't afford to lose! A mangy dog!"

Everyone came up and down one after another, booing and sarcastic respectively, and the scene was a bit chaotic for a while.

No one noticed. Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhao Zhijian quietly turned the angle of the gun in his hand and aimed at Nalan Xiner...

This gun is a silenced pistol.