Chapter 1838 Fatty Wang’s tactics

Fatty Wang looked in front of the weapon rack for a long time, touching this one and that, and he also knew that this pistol had an advantage in this kind of exam, but he was very unfamiliar with the pistol. He picked up a few and tried it, but he really didn't feel it, as if he was insecure in his heart, which made Fatty Wang uneasy. What should I do? He was a little confused and couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"What's the matter with Moji? Anyway, they're all dead. Which one is different?" said a short-haired islander sneered.

The others around also laughed, and they didn't like Fatty Wang either. When they saw the weight of more than 200 pounds, their height was not much longer than their width. How could such a person have any strength? They were just here to be cannon fodder. The people around them were all watching jokes. Fatty Wang had received more attention than everyone except the pair of seed players just now.

"Fatty, concentrate on choosing and don't mind theirs." Su Weifeng said loudly.

Fatty Wang had long ignored the mockery from the outside world. Su Weifeng was too worried about this. Fatty Wang was not that kind of person. Fatty Wang was already sweating on his head at this time. His choice of guns really stumped him. Should he choose a rifle that he is familiar with or a pistol with higher flexibility? In the end, the examiner couldn't wait and began to urge him.

"Hurry up, if you don't go in, you will fail." The examiner said impatiently.

"Powering, urging to death." Fatty Wang was depressed and muttered in a low voice. Fortunately, the examiner did not hear what Fatty Wang said clearly, otherwise he would definitely cause trouble for him.

Fatty Wang knew that there was no time, so he made up his mind and stopped thinking about it. He picked up the m16 he was familiar with, and at the same time he did not forget to check the bullets inside the gun.

Su Weifeng looked at Fatty Wang who knew to check the bullets and nodded in his heart. This fat man had a good psychological quality and could not forget the bullets at this time, but at the same time he was also very worried. He knew that this rifle had no advantage in this kind of competition. Fatty Wang chose a rifle, and the passing rate was much lower than that of the pistol, which made Su Weifeng very worried.

Song Xinnan also raised her heart and felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have listened to this fat man at that time. She mainly trained rifles, and she should have used pistols at that time, but now she regrets it is useless. Now she has no chance to train.

However, Song Xinnan was not dissatisfied with Fatty Wang's choice. After all, Fatty Wang should be more good at rifles. At this time, choosing a rifle is the right decision, and the rest must be left to God's will.

Song Xinnan looked at Fatty Wang nervously, more nervous than she went up by herself. Fatty Wang brought it out by herself. She knew very well that although Fatty Wang was more familiar with rifles, in terms of marksmanship, it was just that. He was very likely that he could not hit any of the footballs that were shot from flying.

Dr. Bai looked at Fatty Wang who walked into the cage nervously, and was also very worried. He didn't know what the outcome of Fatty Wang's fight would be, so don't die in it.

"Come on, Fatty Wang." Dr. Bai shouted.

"Come on, Fatty..." Su Weifeng and Song Xinnan also cheered Fatty Wang.

"Come on, even if you add him, you won't hit one, hahahaha." The short-haired man laughed.

Su Weifeng and others ignored him directly. Now their minds are all on Fatty Wang, and they are not in the mood to bother him.

Fatty Wang walked into the cage and his whole body relaxed. He was not as tight as the other people just now. This may be because Fatty Wang had too much fat on his body and he couldn't see the muscles at all.

He picked up m16, pointed the muzzle at the exit of a shooting machine, and then spread it to the exit of the football of the next shooting machine, and then the next...

Everyone around him watched Fatty Wang's strange behavior, which was completely different from other people. Other men tried hard to relax their bodies and make their reactions the fastest, but the fat man was holding a gun and wandering around in it, as if he was going hunting, which made many people laugh.

The examiner also found it very funny to see Fatty Wang. He hadn't seen such an interesting person for a long time, and he was not in a hurry to start the machine. He watched Fatty Wang turn around and then press the switch of the machine.

Looking at the examiner's actions, Su Weifeng and others were all hearted. I wonder if this Fatty Wang could hold on and how many footballs he could break, at least one, otherwise there would be no hope at all. At the same time, Su Weifeng and Dr. Bai were also ready to rescue Fatty Wang.

The island people behind them were sarcastic, looking like they were watching the show. They were even seriously injured or kicked to death in the gambling king.

At this time, the sound of the football machine sounded, but the football machine had just rang and the football had not come out yet. Everyone around was frightened. A gunshot sounded. When Fatty Wang heard the sound of the shooting machine running, he had already pulled the trigger. He pulled the whole body quickly rotated 360 degrees, and turned around here directly.

Everyone around was so fierce. What kind of shooting skills were like? They shot the ball before they could see it. Soon people realized that this fat man was purely confused, and it was all due to luck.

Fatty Wang was lucky. The round of shooting was not stopped until the bullets were used up, but he actually broke four footballs. Fatty Wang was also a big explosion in character, but Fatty Wang himself was also hit by four footballs.

After being hit by four footballs continuously, Fatty Wang only felt a churn in his body. Fortunately, he did not vomit a mouthful of blood. This was also what he said that his internal force had already covered his body, and the internal force played a great buffering role, so he did not suffer any serious injuries.

"I'm still alive, I'm not dead." Fatty Wang checked. He seemed to have suffered no injuries except for the tumultuous blood. He suddenly became excited and shouted, raising his arms and shouting.

The examiner was stunned. There has not been a situation like Fatty Wang so far. Of course, except for those seed players, there is no need to mention the big fat man's shooting skills. Looking at Fatty Wang's rifle shooting, the examiner wanted to kick the fat man to death. He had never seen such a shooting. Is this playing? The fat man's shooting skills can basically be ignored, but he is lucky to hit four footballs.

This was nothing, but this fat man was shot by four footballs at the same time, but he just staggered a few steps, did not fall, and did not seem to have suffered too serious injuries. This surprised him. Is this fat man's body so strong? The examiner was a little unbelievable.
Chapter completed!