"I said your marksmanship is not bad." Feng Sheng, who had just retracted his gaze, looked at Luo Yangyang again." You're shooting at the target, right? Didn't you see how many points you shot out?"
After he entered the shooting room, he could guess the direction of Luo Yangyang's shooting from her standing posture. He then took a look at the target.
"I was busy dealing with Anna at that time, so I didn't have time to look at the rings. You did, didn't you? How many rings?"
Luo Yangyang suddenly became excited when she thought about it. She patted Feng Sheng's arm excitedly.
At that time, she had glanced at the direction of the target, and then the muzzle moved from Anna's forehead to the direction of the target. She had not aimed at all.
From Feng Sheng's words, he must have been looking at the target, and the number of rings she shot should be pretty good.
"You want to know?"
Seeing how excited Luo Yangyang was, Feng Sheng deliberately kept her in suspense.
