Chapter 415
414: Who Is This Playing Who?!
After Zhang Yang cleared the customs, he waited for about ten minutes before the second person cleared the customs.
No. 99?
Top 10 of 9 points.
Most importantly, the fly also has a small target marked with 1 to 10 rings.
The third place was 1 minute higher than the fourth place.
Ten minutes more than Zhang Yang!
“Hint: The air gun in front of you has ten bullets, and a moving target will appear later. The 1,000 people who hit the most rings will enter the next level.
11 is divided into the top three, four, five, six, ibid.
For example, this small device that can broadcast images in real time was developed by the research team of the Secret Service.
Unexpectedly, he even got 7 points.
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However, after the second place appeared, more and more people appeared ~ now on the list.
“Precision strike, an ancient city man, his real name is Han Buer, and his talent is C-level precision strike.”
At present, the time for the second place has come to 5 minutes and 23 seconds, which is half a minute higher than the time of the third place!
10 is divided into the top seven, eight, and nine, according to the amount of time used.
ask for flowers
After understanding the prompt, Zhang Yang picked up the air gun, and then the scene in front of him gradually became illusory.
“How did he do that.
Some secret service personnel retrieved the network data, and released the information of precision strikes on the tablet computer dedicated to the secret service.
Zhang Yang glanced at it and found that the people in front of him had basically the same score, except that they took less time than him.
Um?
82 points to the first.
A score of 8 is already in the top 30.
Zhang Yang rubbed his eyes and glanced at the first place.
12 points to second.
Lao Zhang looked at the picture sent by the frontline personnel, and was speechless.
At this level, Zhang Yang was ready to give up.
It’s also a childhood game, but this time, it’s a shooting game.
7 points, 99?
This time, Zhang Yang is no longer the first person to appear on the list, but his noun is beyond his expectations.
When these phantoms were solidified, Zhang Yang glanced at the air gun in his hand, then at the target that had condensed solid, and rolled his eyes.
Time: 11 minutes and 12 seconds.
“A talent effect?””
A little puzzled.
Yes, exactly what you think.
After firing a few random shots, Zhang Yang put the air gun down.
As the Secret Service, as a special force of the flower gardener, the equipment of the Secret Service can be said to be very advanced.
Ancient city, Secret Service.
No way, anyone who sees such a target must do so.
That’s right, eighty-two points.
He doesn’t think this game is difficult, because this game seals his attributes, others should be similar to him.
Old Zhang breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s right, if it wasn’t for the effect of innate talent, according to the attributes that are just a little bit beyond normal people, it would be impossible to fulfill this perverted request. 35
Have you ever seen a fly as a target?
Balloons!
Don’t talk about Zhang Yang, let those warriors who are in the bloodbath come, they may not be able to hit, right?
When an hour passed, Zhang Yang’s eyes showed a hint for the next level of the game.
Seeing the terrifying 82 points in the first place, Lao Zhang was also full of doubts.
During this hour, the position of the second place kept changing, but there was no threat to Zhang Yang’s terrifying 1 minute and 11 seconds.
Shouldn’t be that much different.
Zhang Yang didn’t know what was going on anyway.
“Let me know, and pay more attention to people with low talent. Maybe it will come in handy at some point.” Guang.
“How did he do that?
Zhang Yang was a little puzzled.
It can be considered a blind cat meets a dead mouse.
Zhang Yang tentatively fired a shot, not to mention a hit, not even wiping the edges.
A shooting range was formed, and several phantoms were rapidly solidifying.
“Is it so difficult?”