When Joseph Thompson took out another USD 10 for the boss, the boss's face looked a bit uncomfortable, "Brother, you are still shooting?"
Joseph Thompson smiled at the boss: "You haven't written that one person can only shoot once. My younger brother just shot five or six times, and you didn't say he couldn't shoot anymore."
The boss, with a bitter expression, reluctantly took the USD 10 and watched Joseph Thompson pick up the gun again.
Nine consecutive shots, each one hitting the bullseye, were as accurate as a professional military shooter.
Jaylene and Maxwell stood nearby, Maxwell was very excited, and the people behind them were also very excited. Some even pushed and shouted, and some girls blushed as they discussed nervously and excitedly.
"This man is so handsome, his gun-holding posture is also so cool, and his shooting is so accurate!"
"Exactly, I wonder if he used to be a soldier? It seems only soldiers can shoot so accurately, right?"
