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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1317
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Chapter 1317

And handed an air gun to Mr. Moore.

Mr. Moore picked up the airsoft gun and demonstrated it on the spot, firing ten shots in a row and hitting all of them without

surprise.

At this point, the members of the House were talking, "It seems to be a bit easier. mr. Moore is not from the science class and his

eyesight is not as good as in the past. It is surprising that he could hit all of them."

Mr. Moore after ten shots.

Immediately it appeared that the ten shots Joyce had just fired were meaningless.

Ruben, who knew there would be a stir, stepped forward and said, "There's no other entertainment here either. Forget it today, it's

late, let's all disperse."

"Wait. There's a way to up the ante." Mr. Moore's goal tonight is to frustrate Joyce for Otis.

In fact, he has long thought of a method.

Although | had seen Joyce play darts before, and heard that Joyce's air pistol and air rifle levels were extremely high, these were all

fixed targets. To play fixed targets is not the sas to play moving targets.

Joyce narrowed her eyes. Seeing Mr. Moore's thieving eyes rolling, she knew he must have had bad intentions.

Luther stepped aside and gently held her arm, giving her firm strength.

Otis is sitting not far away at the moment, relaxing and watching the show.

If necessary, he also wants to frustrate Joyce's spirit. That way, he can take her in.

Even a strong horse needs to be tamed.

Mr. Moore handed Joyce the loaded airsoft gun.

"There is a new way to play, the major general can try it." After saying that, he walked to the airsoft target plate. Suddenly gave a

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| saw the target board rotate as if it were flying, ten horizontal bars, following the rotation together, the speed was as fast as if it

had becan arc, there was no way to tell.

"Major General, please hit the target, a popular new way to play now. Spin the target plate." Mr. Moore sneered darkly.

There are specialties in the art, and he doesn't believe she can still hit it.

At this moment, Euan also cout and stood around to watch.

The elders, the legislators, looked at Joyce.

New, exciting and really interesting.

Joyce took a deep breath and steadily lifted the airsoft gun in her hand, narrowed one eye and concentrated on her aim.

At the tof the slight deceleration of the target disk.

She sees the moment.

"Bang Bang Bang" hit ten shots in a row.

Since the dial was still spinning fast, the others had no way of telling whether she had hit or missed the target.

Throughout the hall, everyone stared and held their breath.

Wait for the rotating target plate to cto a gradual stop.

The speed gets slower and slower, and eventually, the target disk stops.

It clearly shows that only the middle round target is left, while the ten horizontal bars around it, without exception, are all hit.

In the hall, there was another moment of silence.

Ruben was the first to react, and he clapped his hands heavily, "Ralph really has a good daughter, Joyce deserves the title of Major

General."

The other council members clapped along, "Well, that was awesome. Our eyes are blurry, haha."

"Yeah, it's hard to see where the horizontal bar is."

"It's true that there are talents coming out of the rivers and mountains. Green out of blue is better than blue."

The praise was incessant, Luther pulled Joyce to his side and gently stroked her arm. To be honest, even he was sweating for her

just now.

Mr. Moore's face changed and he didn't expect Joyce's shooting skills to be perfect. Fixed targets, moving targets can be hit.

He couldn't find such a talent in the entire military intelligence.

He looked at Otis .

Luckily, Otis didn't mean to blame.

Otis gazed at Joyce from a distance, revealing a look of interest and possessiveness.

What to do? She was making him more and more horny.

He couldn't wait, he had to pick up the pace to do it.

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