It's also like plastic surgery in later generations. It's hard.

"My level is too bad."

"Look at my shot."

Chen Gongshu shook his head and seemed very disappointed.

He originally thought that Zhang Yong's foundation was at least as good as that of an ordinary person. Unexpectedly...

He's not as good as ordinary people! He doesn't have much leg strength at all.

"Shooting? Okay, okay!"

Zhang Yong immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Finally he didn't have to be thrown.

Otherwise, it weighs just over a hundred pounds and will probably fall apart if dropped twice. Even doctors will not be able to put it back together.

Get a gun.

shooting.

30-meter fixed target. I feel very confident.

"That's useless!"

"Hit that!"

"If he throws it, I'll hit it!"

However, Chen Gongshu didn't know where to get a stack of tiles.

Zhang Yong was immediately dumbfounded.

No, brother, please don’t be that high!

Ask him to lay tiles?

Aren’t the flying tiles considered flying saucers?

Damn, how could he hit it?

If he can be hit, he will really change his name to Yan Shuangying...

"No..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Shoot!"

"ah……"

Zhang Yong was helpless.

Chen Gongshu has already sent the tiles flying out.

Sure enough, that guy was as good at flying tiles as he would be at flying a flying saucer in later generations.

The tiles draw a beautiful arc in the air.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Zhang Yong rushed to pull the trigger.

He chased the tiles desperately and shot. But no, it turned out that he didn't know it.

The tiles fell to the ground safely and broke into pieces.

It means not a single bullet hit.

Chen Gongshu:……

Zhang Yong:……

Quiet.
Chapter completed!