Chapter 52
Hazel’s POV:
Immediately after. I pulled the trigger, firing a rapid burst, clean and efficient, without any gaps.
The air seemed split by bullets, exploding in a series of sharp cracks.
From my peripheral vision, I caught Arthur’s expression–complete disbelief, “You… how is this possible…”
George also looked shocked speechless, as if frozen. The electronic target’s hit notification was ringing in his ears, and he probably thought he was seeing things.
Caroline’s reaction was even more obvious. Her face went white as paper, her eyes almost splitting with rage.
She had originally maintained a “watching the joke” attitude, but now I had slapped her hard across the face. Her lips trembled, bitten tight: “Impossible… how could she… things I can’t even do, how could she…”
Ha, she can’t handle even this small blow?
Since we were having a duel, I still needed to fire ten more bullets.
Although the ten bullets I’d just fired had already decimated George in terms of accuracy, rules were rules.
I looked down–the magazine was empty.
So I reached back, raising my hand, “Bullets.”
Dante was about to remove his ammunition pouch-
Suddenly, a low, magnetic voice came from behind and to the side: “Use mine.”
I turned around and immediately saw the man walking out from the crowd.
I was stunned for a moment.
It was Joseph.
He smiled elegantly, his tone gentle, “Bullets aplenty.”
My gaze fell on the pistol he handed over black body, clean and efficient, clearly well–maintained.
“Thanks.” I curved my lips slightly, taking the gun from his hand, “Ten bullets, won’t waste a single one.”
He chuckled low, appreciation flickering in his eyes: “Good.”
Joseph actually taking the initiative to lend me his gun–this shocked everyone around us.
Even though I usually didn’t pay much attention to these so–called “club figures,” I knew this shooting range had two mysterious people actually good at this.
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Chapter 52
And Joseph was one of them.
He usually ordy practiced at his exclusive range, but today he not only came out but also proactively offered me his gun?
Now, those nearby guests who had originally just planned to watch the excitement suddenly became serious.
More people gathered to watch, many familiar faces crowding over. Although the venue limited numbers, this was now the largest crowd the shooting range could gather.
I paid no attention to the surrounding reactions, just moved a few steps to the side, pointing the gun at an activated moving target.
The scene fell into brief silence.
They finally realized I wasn’t aiming at a stationary target, but–a moving target.
I heard several sharp intakes of breath
Then I decisively opened fire!
“Bang!”
First shot, precisely hitting the red dot in the center of the humanoid target’s foreheadi
Then the second, third shots…
Each shot fired quickly and accently baby going the target spaer la moux,
After firing ten bullets, the moment i lowered the gas, enthusiastic applause erupted throughout the venue, as if announcing
my victory.
All bullets hit–and all struck the builiseye of the mowing inumanand Larger’s foreheads
I heard George suck in a sharp breath, his face completely falling
“You actually know how to shoot?? Has home carmed panc, even a kind of accusation,
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