She chuckled and said in a cold voice, "The ten-eyed pistol can emit ten guns of gunpowder in a row. Compared with ordinary pistols, its shooting accuracy and range are more difficult to control.

Therefore, during the locking operation, reverse jumping will occur, and then continuous shooting, friction will generate heat. The gun material does not meet the standards. When the 10th gunpowder is continuously emitted, the barrel will cause fire and explosion due to the burning of the gunpowder."

With Song Zhao's professional and well-founded analysis, the chief manager and Yun Xiu changed their faces at the same time.

How could Song Zhao know these information that only professional weapons masters know?

The prince picked up a ten-eyed pistol, and an incredible dark light flashed through his deep eyes.

Song Zhao actually said it was exactly the same.

Song Zhao's eyebrows and eyes were scattered, his eyes were clear and transparent, and he was as bright as some kind of cub.

"This has nothing to do with the design, it's purely because there is something wrong with the manufacturing material."

The chief manager changed his face instantly, and he hid his guilt and panic tightly, "Stop talking nonsense, my manufacturing cannot be a problem, it must be a problem of design!"

The prince pinched his eyebrows and didn't want Si Yu to see his jokes anymore. He quickly said, "No matter what the problem is, Gu Zi will ask the Baili family to give an explanation. Today's competition has ended here. Now the results have come out. Gu won. You don't think about this school in the future."

Although the losses were heavy, the face was kept.

The soldiers on Si Yu's side looked dark. Although they saved their lives, the scene was still suppressed by the other party.

"Don't be anxious." Song Zhao suddenly raised his hand, tilted his head and smiled beautifully, "Don't we have the last round to finish?"

Everyone looked at her suspiciously, not because they wanted to continue.

The sergeant on Si Yu's side looked at the terrible comparison results, with awkward expressions.

The prince sneered, "The number of rings here is twice as many as you. Even if some of you shoot ten rings at one time, it is impossible to surpass L, let alone win over L, unless you can shoot 10.9 rings--"

The so-called 10.9 ring is the bull's eye.

Under conditions like moving the target, it is impossible.

Song Zhao responded lightly, "Okay."

As soon as these words were spoken, the soldiers on the prince immediately showed a contemptuous expression and burst into laughter.

Di Ji and other Jingwei had complicated expressions and wanted to persuade Song Zhao not to make a big deal, but once he persuaded him, he meant he was admitting defeat, so he could only lower his head and not speak.

Seeing Song Zhao's scene, Yun Xiu felt that he was OK again. He frowned with a delicate brow, "Miss Song, are you planning to go on stage and shoot in person?"

Song Zhao pinched his wrist and raised his eyelids, "Why don't you come?"

Yunxiu, “…”

Of course she wouldn't be embarrassed to go up.

This is obviously a loss.

But she didn't want to be embarrassed by Song Zhao, so she clasped her fists and said to Si Yu, "Master, why don't you try it-"

Before Si Yu could speak, Song Zhao glared fiercely, glanced at his injured right arm, and said fiercely, "Put your hand back, try to move it?"

Si Yu raised his eyebrows, chuckled and touched the bridge of his nose, turned his face, and muttered, "Little Azhao is so fierce."

What the two said was not particularly ambiguous, but in the eyes of others, I felt that my teeth were about to be sore.

The prince scoffed.

Si Yu, a big man who listens to women like this, can't achieve great things at first glance.

Yin Wanyang was very envious. If His Royal Highness could have been like Si Yu to Song Zhao, she would be willing to die.

Yun Xiu lowered his head deeply, and his eye shadow was thick.

The next moment, Song Zhao took out a black ten-eyed pistol from his wide sleeve and hooked his fingers at his fingertips.

Fu Nanqian recognized that this was the firearm that surrounded the Ministry of Justice that day, and his eyes lit up, "Dad Zhao, are you going to start to be handsome?"
Chapter completed!