At the shooting range.
Qi Feng specifically chose an event that he was confident about. In the face of victory or defeat, he would not be modest at all.
Wu Mei skillfully dismantled the sniper rifle and adjusted the parameters. She looked at the target board that was a hundred meters away and asked, "How do we compete?"
Looks like the Special Agent Department is short of funds. The firearms used for training are so trashy!
She frowned at this.
"Ten shots!" Qi Feng was slightly nervous as he watched her skillful actions. "I'll go first!"
Wu Mei shrugged and watched as he crouched down and used the gravel to sense the change in the wind speed and natural surroundings. He squinted and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang! Ten consecutive shots were fired.
Wu Mei narrowed her eyes and roughly estimated his score.
He was a good seedling, but he was too arrogant and needed to be taught a lesson…
