QM quickly got ready with practiced ease, though everyone else remained skeptical, chuckling and commenting from behind, "These guys sure know how to show off."
"Exactly, I bet he'll miss. He just promised that girl he could hit the target, so now he's probably making excuses cause he can't."
"Hahaha... we'll see soon enough."
"I bet he won't hit any."
"He might get one or two shots, anyone can hit that much even if it's pure luck. But he won't be able to keep it up."
At this point, QM had already raised his gun again, muttering to himself, "It's a bit crappy, but with my skills, it doesn't really matter."
Then QM fired his first shot.
It hit directly.
He took his gun down and raised an eyebrow at Ye Ning.
The spectators in the back said, "See, I told you, everyone can at least get a couple of hits."
QM then proceeded to fire rapidly.
That shot, hit once again.
He muttered while shooting.
"Thirty points earns you that crappy dog. How many points do I have now?"
