The super heart of the VR world

Houta Fujiwara took a step forward, picked up the M60 first, and skillfully loaded the bullet.

He is indeed unique in marksmanship, which is also his arrogant capital.

"I'll come first!" Houtai Fujiwara said, he was very confident in his marksmanship, he took the lead in shooting, and a good result would put pressure on Zhang Hao.

Raise your gun, aim.

boom!

The first shot hit the bullseye.

"10 points"

Eye-catching scores popped up on the big screen.

The corners of Houta Fujiwara's mouth rose, obviously very satisfied with the first shot just now, and raised the gun again.

"8 points"

"10 points"

"9 points"

The last shot was made, and the police officers of the island country who watched the game held their breath and stared at the big screen.

Fujiwara Hou took a long breath, raised his gun, and aimed.

"10 points"

The total score is "47".

"Yeah! Fujiwara-kun is really wow, with a total score of 47 points, the win is guaranteed!"

"As expected of being number one in the marksmanship group of the police martial arts competition, Fujiwara-kun is amazing!"

Those who had mocked Houta Fujiwara just now became excited again, as if part of the 47 points were made by them.

Hou Tai Fujiwara blew on the muzzle of the gun, although there was no gun smoke.

"It's your turn." Fujiwara proudly said to Zhang Hao.

When Zhang Hao saw the score, he couldn't help but look up to Fujiwara Houtaichi. His own marksmanship was only average in the armed police brigade.

Unexpectedly, Houta Fujiwara is not very good at other things, but his marksmanship is first-rate.

It seems that this round is going to go all out. I hope that with the modified body and excellent control, I can win this game, Zhang Hao thought to himself.

He stepped forward, picked up the pistol, took aim, checked the crosshairs.

"What's so interesting, I also use this gun, but it won't work with you?" Houtai Fujiwara beeped beside him.

"Noisy."

Let you pretend for a while and see how you make a fool of yourself later. Even if you have excellent marksmanship, you can't win this round!The corner of Fujiwara Houta's mouth twitched slightly.

Zhang Hao loaded the bullet, held the gun with both hands, and aimed at the bullseye.He took a deep breath and held it lightly.

boom!

"8 points"

"Eight points, far worse than Fujiwara-kun's first shot. It is estimated that the result of the game will be announced after the second shot."

"That's right, Fujiwara-kun only lost three points in total. This Xia Guoren lost two points with the first shot. There is definitely no hope."

Houta Fujiwara let out a snort in his nose, but that's all!

Zhang Hao turned a deaf ear to it. When he fired the first shot, his control over his wrist and eyesight was much more perfect than before his body was not strengthened. It was just that the slight tremor of his heart disrupted his rhythm when he fired the shot.

It seems to avoid the moment of shooting and the point where the heart beats at the same time.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and let it out slowly, and the pumping rate of his heart dropped accordingly.

Raise the gun again and aim.

boom!boom!

"10 points"

"10 points"

Zhang Hao used his excellent body control to hit two full rings in a row.

outside the game.

The little follower who had just been patted on the shoulder by Fujiwara Houta leaned towards Zhang Hao after seeing Zhang Hao hit two consecutive full rings.

On the big screen, Zhang Hao was raising his gun and pulling the trigger to fire the fourth round. The little follower seized the right timing and "lightly" leaned on Zhang Hao's shoulder, and then walked away as if nothing had happened.

The difference is a thousand miles away, and being pushed by someone's shoulder in reality obviously affected Zhang Hao's performance in the game.

"7 points"

Scores are displayed on the big screen.

Zhang Hao quit the game directly, and sat in his seat frowning. It was obvious that someone outside the court interfered with him just now, so it was also Fujiwara Houta's trick.

It's just that there is no evidence, and it's not Fujiwara Houtai's hands and feet. I'm afraid no one will believe me when I say it.

Fujiwara Houtai followed and exited the game. Seeing Zhang Hao frowning, he smiled, even if you noticed it, so what!

With so many people looking at the big screen, who's going to notice what's going on.

Fujiwara Houta gave the little follower a satisfied look, and then grinned.

"With your marksmanship, you still want to fight me. Think about how you can beat me in the third round! What age, do you think you are invincible if you know some fighting skills?"

Zhang Hao didn't respond, and said to the little policewoman next to him: "Where is my girlfriend, please let her come over, I want to consult her opinion for the third game."

The people next to him laughed out loud when they heard Zhang Hao's request.

"It can't be compared, what's the use of finding a woman, this is not a kissing competition, do all Xia people do this? Haha~"

Some policemen who were still silent in the sense of superiority of the island nation burst out laughing when they heard this sentence.

The little policewoman was rather well-behaved, and brought Lu Jiajia here after a while.

"Jiajia, are you okay?"

"Well, they didn't find anything. I sat in it for a while."

Then Zhang Hao stuck it next to Lu Jiajia's ear and whispered a few words.

Lu Jiajia nodded and stood behind Zhang Hao.

Seeing Zhang Hao's actions, Fujiwara Houtai snorted coldly in his heart, "Even if you found out, so what?"

Zhang Hao picked up the VR helmet, "Go ahead!"

After speaking, he put on the helmet again, a familiar tingling sensation flashed by, and Zhang Hao was overjoyed.

Sure enough, when he clicked on the skill bar, there was an extra line of words - "proficient in firearms".

"Have you considered it, what's the third match?" Fujiwara Houta urged.

"Are you in such a hurry to get off work?" Zhang Hao exited the skill bar and smiled again.

Seeing Zhang Hao showing the same smile as in the first scene again, Fujiwara Houta couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"The third game is still a competition of marksmanship." Zhang Hao said lightly.

"What! That Xia Guoren still chooses to compete with guns. I'm afraid he lost his mind in the second match?"

"I guess I gave up."

"He didn't choose the fight he is good at. He probably felt that he lost face and wanted to get back the scene. Hehe, he is really a guy who wants to save face."

Everyone nodded, agreeing with the last person's words. It's like a claw machine, the more you can't get it, the more coins you put in. Only when you lose a coin in your pocket, will you leave the field angrily.

Mrs. Fujiwara also felt that Zhang Hao had the mentality of a gambler, so he smiled and said, "Okay then!"

After speaking, start shooting.

This time Fujiwara Houta is more confident than in the second game, and his strength is also 100%.

Gunshots sounded.

10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 10 points, 10 points!

With the last bullet ejected from the chamber.

Everyone in the police station looked at the total score "50" displayed on the big screen, and all of a sudden collective GC!

"Awesome! As expected of Fujiwara-kun!"

"One shot at a time! Sharpshooter!"

"The Xia people are doomed!"

Hearing the cheers from the crowd, Lu Jiajia twitched her lips: "Humph~ I'll let you all know how good my husband is later!" But she also became worried in her heart. The other party got a perfect score, how can she break it?Although Zhang Hao's marksmanship is quite fierce...

in the game.

Looking at Fujiwara Hou Taiyao's arrogant expression, Zhang Hao felt "pleasing to the eye" a lot, thanks to the old iron for the skills!

Not much to say, Zhang Hao stepped forward, quickly loaded the bullet, and sent the game command to move the target 50 meters away!

Raise the gun, aim, shoot.

There was a burst of intensive gunfire.

The big screen slowly displays.

"Moving target - 50 points"