Everyone on the field was confused, as if they had heard a fantasy.

No matter how powerful a shooter is, he will never be able to hit the bull's eye when moving the target 20 meters away.

Where did Song Zhao have the courage to speak loudly?

Everyone subconsciously wanted to start the ridicule mode, but they were attracted by the ten-eyed pistol in Song Zhao's hand.

"You are holding a ten-eyed pistol." The prince seemed to look at his mentally retarded.

It was Song Zhao who said that there was a problem with the Ten-Eyed Pistol, and the result did prove that there was a problem. As a result, Song Zhao still needs to use it?

I can't do this without 10 years of cerebral palsy.

The soldiers behind the prince were almost rolling on the ground with laughter.

The soldiers on Si Yu's side looked complicated and began to persuade Song Zhao at the same time.

"Miss Song, forget it. If you lose, you lose. If you can save your life, you will be satisfied. There is no need for you to block your life in order to win."

Yes.

Everyone felt that Song Zhao wanted Si Yu to win, and would rather take the risk of death and shoot.

They didn't say anything hurtful. Even if Song Zhao used his life to shoot for them, it would be useless if he could not shoot 10.9 rings.

Why bother looking for death in vain?

Di Jie had a calm face and wanted to despise Song Zhao for a few words, but when he thought that Song Zhao had saved their lives, he couldn't say anything ridiculed.

He even had a dark idea that if Song Zhao really died here, it would have been a way to pay his life for the assassination of his master.

But the master likes Song Zhao so much, he will definitely not agree.

However, Si Yu did not stop him from beginning to end.

His eyes fell on Song Zhao in a steady state.

After looking at the sharpness in her eyes, she could guess what she wanted to do, and the corners of her lips were touched faintly.

Yun Xiu's eyebrows and eyes were half-removed, but his expression was a little strange, "Miss Song, you--"

"Shh." Song Zhao's index finger blocked the corner of his lips, and ten gunpowder were pressed into the magazine. In almost the blink of an eye, a gun sounded.

"boom--"

Unlike ordinary cannon sounds, this sound is more bombarded than the sounds made by other sergeants when they are shooting, like a thunderclap sound.

The soldiers were busy hiding back and did not notice something was wrong.

Only Si Yu Fu Nanqian, who was closest to Song Zhao, could see clearly.

Fu Nanqian jumped up in horror and said, "Song Family Zhaozhao, you, you--"

Mom, if he wasn't blind, the Song family Zhaozhao just released ten waves of gunpowder in one breath?

And he only blinked his eyes and rushed towards the moving target opposite without hesitation.

He took a deep breath and couldn't breathe, "I'm blind, I must be blind!"

Si Yu's eyes were proud and honored, and he sneered, "It's you who are too dishonorable."

Fu Nanqian, “…”

In front of Dad Zhao, isn’t he just a good person?

The kind that is sour, vegetarian and superfluous.

The cannon sounded and shook the sky, and everyone was still scared because they only heard a sound, so they remained alert.

Yun Xiu Wen was angry, "Miss Song, don't go on, look at the children are scared by you."

She didn't believe that Song Zhao would really use his life to make a fortune. She just wanted to gain the morale of the army. She believed that Song Zhao would give up if he couldn't shoot twice.

It would be better to take the initiative and ask her to give up.

Song Zhao closed the magazine.

Yun Xiu smiled faintly, thinking that it was true, and he angrily said, "Miss Song is for everyone--"

Song Zhao glanced at her, "Are you blind?"

Yun Xiu was stunned, and there was a "dang" sound in the distance.
Chapter completed!