Song Zifeng first reacted and said sarcastically: "Boy, even if you shoot off the target for the first time, you don't need to give up on yourself. What's the matter with you so randomly? Are you using us all to play with it?"

In fact, Song Zifeng's intention was very vicious. He deliberately pointed out the words to Lin Qiang's disrespect for everyone, which just paved the way for his next humiliation.

Sure enough, his words played a good lead role. Many people looked at Lin Qiang with a bad expression, and some even scolded him directly: "What are you? Master Song is willing to compare with you to see Miss Ouyang's face. You actually fired a few shots and even deal with it. Is there any Master Song in your eyes or Miss Ouyang?"

Lin Qiang said lightly: "Even if I fire a few shots, I will win. What are your names?"

Hiss, everyone took a breath. This guy is too thick-skinned. He is still dead.

Even Ou Yangna felt a little overwhelmed with face. She said with a gloomy face: "Stop quarrel, I will admit defeat, come to my company to get the money tomorrow."

Lin Qiang looked at her deeply, but Ou Yang's head lowered and looked very reluctant to see him.

Song Zifeng could no longer hold it back and shouted: "Shameless things, young master, I will teach you how to be a human being today."

As he said that, he punched Lin Qiang in the face. Lin Qiang put his body on the side, raised his hand, and grabbed Song Zifeng's wrist accurately. Song Zifeng felt that his wrist seemed to be clamped by pliers, and he couldn't use any strength. He was shocked. Could this kid really be a master?

When Zhang Jing saw that the matter was a bit big, he quickly stood up to smooth things over and said, "What are you doing? Friendship is the first, the second in the game, and the result has not come out yet. Why are you starting to fight?"

Ou Yangnana also said to Lin Qiang: "Lin Qiang, why don't you let go quickly."

Lin Qiang silently let go of his hand and gave Song Zifeng a contemptuous smile. Song Zifeng's body shook with anger, but he never dared to act rashly again. Lin Qiang in front of him gave him a mysterious feeling.

Zhang Jing's words reminded everyone, and these people realized that the counters had not reported their scores yet.

Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the target card, and saw the counter lying on the ground as if counting the warheads.

Someone couldn't help but shouted to the other side: "Counter, counter, how many rings did you do just now?"

The counter stood up and picked up the loudspeaker and shouted to the side: "Ninety rings, ninety rings, the first shot is off the target, and the nine guns behind are all ten rings."

"What, this is impossible!"

"The guns and guns are all ten rings, how can they be done?"

"Are you mistaken and think you're shooting a TV series?"

These people were immediately infuriated and began to discuss. Song Zifeng's face was blue and red, and finally he spit out three words from his mouth coldly: "I! No! Believe!"

Then he pushed the crowd away and ran towards the target card. Everyone followed his butt, wanting to see what happened, even Zhang Jing couldn't help but run over.

Only Lin Qiang stood alone here.

After a while, everyone came back, looking at Lin Qiang's eyes like looking at an alien monster.

Ou Yang shouted with a smile: "Lin Qiang, you are so great, you are really ninety rings. I have won a lot of money. I am so happy. I am so happy."

As he said that, Ou Yang couldn't help but rush over, hugged Lin Qiang's neck, and kissed him on the face.

This bold move suddenly shocked everyone to the ground, and Song Zifeng's face looked as ugly as eating ten thousand dead flies.

He snorted coldly: "It's boring, I won't play anymore, I'll leave first."

As he said that, he turned around and walked towards his car. After Ou Yangna shouted, "Song Zifeng, don't forget, you just bet one million, you owe me five million now, you won't bet on the debt."

Song Zifeng turned around and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I won't lose you a penny."

At this moment, a loud gunshot sounded, and Song Zifeng was shot and fell to the ground.

Lin Qiang immediately blocked Ou Yanganna's face and blocked her behind him.

The counter with a baseball cap walked slowly towards this side with a rifle in his hand. Four masked men rushed out of the small house not far away, and quickly surrounded the people with rifles in his hand.

There was also a burly masked man holding Song Zifeng's collar and dragging him back like a dead dog.

The counter walked up to everyone and said with a smile: "Hello, kids, I must have had a lot of fun just now. Now that you have enough fun, it's time for us to play. Please don't be afraid, we are professional kidnappers, and we are here this time just to make money and will not kill people. Of course, if anyone of you is disobedient, I will definitely call him dead and it's ugly."

"Now please stand in place and don't move. My people will give everyone a small gift, I hope everyone will like it."

Everyone was frightened by this sudden situation. They were just here to play. Who knew that they would encounter kidnappers? Seeing that the blood from Song Zifeng's legs dyed most of his pants red, these people dared not resist. They honestly asked each of the men of the counter to put a collar around their necks.

The counter proudly introduced: "There is a miniature bomb hidden in the collar on each of you. As long as I gently press the button in my hand, your head will turn into a rotten watermelon with a bang. How about it? Isn't it exciting to thorn, but it won't be enough?"

Lin Qiang looked at the position where these kidnappers stood, and they were obviously professionally trained. If he were the only one, he would be confident that he could escape smoothly, or eliminate these kidnappers.

But now there are more than a dozen hostages by his side, so Lin Qiang had to suppress the murderous intent in his heart and let those people put a collar around his neck.

After everyone brought the collars, the counterman walked up to Lin Qiang, looked at him carefully and shook his head and said, "You really disappointed me. According to the script, shouldn't you show your skills and fight with us? Why didn't you resist at all? It would be a lot less fun to ask me to play like this. If you read it correctly, you are from the special forces. How can ordinary people have such a good marksmanship?"

Lin Qiang said calmly: "Since you know, you might as well let us go and save yourself trouble."

The man looked at Lin Qiang like a fool and laughed: "Mr., are you threatening me? Can you please tell me what you just said?"

As he said that, he raised the remote control in his hand and pressed his thumb against a red button.
Chapter completed!