Look down on him that much?
Fu Yi's slender fingers flipped a bullet, his fighting spirit kindled.
"Then it all depends on skill! My shooting may not be as good as yours, but compared to Cui Xiaosi, scoring eight or nine rings is no problem!"
Cui Jiangjing had the worst shooting skills among the four of them.
Usually his lot was about six or seven rings.
Of course, six or seven rings wasn't considered bad on the outside either.
Fu Yi took aim at the target first, "I'll go first."
"Bang!"
The bullet shot out like a meteor!
It hit the bullseye firmly!
He lifted the corners of his mouth, blew the smoke from the muzzle, and smiled slightly, "Looks like my hands are feeling good today, lucky."
"I heard from Jiangjing and Mingge that you found that woman. What's the deal, why would she agree to return the kid? Got any ulterior motives, did you find out?"
