Chapter 628 - Li Beinian Would Lose For Sure
Hidden Marriage 99 Days: Please Restrain Yourself
Would he let her be with Feng Yiran?
Of course not!
Li Beinian could only psych herself up and prepare herself mentally.
Feng Yiran had learned shooting before. From a young age, his shooting results were exceptional.
Although he knew that Li Beinian was outstanding, he did not feel too nervous.
Alas, someone was standing behind him.
It was a man.
As this thought popped up in his mind, Feng Yiran inexplicably felt a little stiff.
He picked up his gun and aimed at the target at the far end.
There was a silence behind him, however, the presence was overly strong. Feng Yiran felt as if his entire body was being suppressed. A strange tension overwhelmed him.
He had never felt this way before.
Feng Yiran raised his gun, squeezed one eye shut and aimed.
âReady!â
Yang Dawuâs voice sounded, and Feng Yiran felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
His heartbeat quickened.
He looked ahead. Suddenly, his arm was so stiff that he found himself unable to move.
âBegin!â
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
The shots rang out one after another. Feng Yiran would not fall behind.
However, when she saw the target, his hand froze again.
It was off.
Feng Yiran clearly saw that the bullet had hit the eight-point mark.
The electronic scoreboard next to him immediately displayed: 8.2.
Feng Yiranâs heart skipped a beat. He narrowed his eyes and subconsciously looked at Li Beinianâs scoreboard.
9.1.
He was already behind by 0.9 points!
No, no, I must win!
There was only 75 seconds left, he must not lose!
Feng Yiran focused his attention and fired a few more shots.
Li Beinian felt the same way.
She aimed at the target and fired. Bam! Bam! Bam!
Some people who had already finished the competition came over to observe the intense battle situation. They exclaimed, âThatâs amazing!â
âDamn, Beinian actually scored 9.8!â
âFeng Yiran, 9.9, 9.8, 9.2...ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Li Beinian tensed up upon hearing Feng Yiranâs score being announced.
She looked at the target in front of her and broke out in cold sweat.
Bai Yuan, who was at the side, explained, âThe competition has reached its climax. Both teams are on target nine. Li Beinian has already gotten 85.9 points, and Feng Yiran is right behind her with a good score of 85.7 points. Itâs a very narrow gap. Who will win in the last round!â
Such high scores also attracted the attention of other military men.
Everyone started discussing.
âWho do you think will win?â
âFeng Yiran lost points on his first target. Otherwise, heâd have surpassed Beinian by now.â
âIs Feng Yiran deliberately giving her a handicap?â
âHow is that possible? Beinian is also very capable. You know how much Feng Yiran likes her. He wonât underestimate her.â
âHehe.â
The weather had been getting colder recently.
Li Beinianâs heart was pounding, but her body was drenched.
Her opponent was indeed strong.
She... was a little worried.
Unless she could score more than 10 points on this target.
She glanced at Feng Yiran. He looked very nervous.
He took aim at the target at the other end and said, âDonât forget. Youâll have to marry me if you lose.â
Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this.
Bam!
Feng Yiran fired the last shot, and the score appeared on the scoreboard at once: 10.1!
The crowd gasped.
âSeriously? 10.1?â
âA total of 95.3 points. Oh my god, this is too crazy!â
âBeinian will definitely lose!â