Poised with a stern, steady, and confident look, Evelyn took a deep breath as she looked upon the firing equipment laid in front of her. After putting on a shooting shockproof headset, picking up a pistol and filling it with blank ammunition, Evelyn pressed the ready button. Maneuvering all of this in a quick and skilled manner, she was now ready to commence with the drill. As she pressed the ready button, a voice came through saying, "25 moving targets are ready. Please start on my cue. Ready? Set and Go!"
With the cue, bullets were shot in succession, creating continuous loud sounds. Without knowing where the next moving target would appear, Evelyn was able to hit an important spot in every target, such as the chest, the forehead, or the throat. It could be seen that she was a crack shooter who was able to hit targets quickly, precisely, and decisively.
"Bravo..." just a few inches behind the spectator's area, Ezra sighed with praises for Evelyn when she finished the last shot. While shaking his head in awe, he could not help but clap his hands for her excellent marksmanship. In an admiring tone, he said, "Like father like daughter. There is no such laggard among the children of your extremely capable father. Although you haven't been trained formally, you can still manage to hit every target precisely."
Hearing Ezra's praise, Evelyn raised her chin complacently and blew away the smoke from the gunpoint of the pistol. The expectation was apparent on her face, which was the reflection of the thoughts in her mind. She thought, 'Let's wait and see how I will torture you. You can expect that from me. Do you think you could get your hands on me so easily? I will live in vain if I won't torture you all my life.'
"It's your turn," extending the gun towards him, Evelyn said as calmly as she could, hinting Ezra with her eyes to prepare for shooting. She was trying her best to refrain from celebrating her victory too early.
Intending to impress her, Ezra in return didn't show any sign of hesitation. He prepared for shooting hastily. Maybe he didn't act as simply and competently as Evelyn did, but his every move showed a highly professional standard.
As an expert in the field of shooting, of course, Evelyn could draw some information from Ezra's movements. However, before she thought about that carefully, the sound of the shooting came through continuously. All the moving targets were hit to fall on the ground in almost the same period as she had spent. The only difference was that Ezra hit every moving targets at the throat. All the targets bore holes that were exactly on the same spot as the other.
"Ezra, you're a liar!" the moment he turned to look at her, Evelyn roared in fury.
As if he didn't hear what she said, Ezra unloaded the safety latch of the pistol and removed the magazine in an unhurried manner. It was not until he checked and made sure that there was no bullet inside the pistol that he put it down. After taking off the shockproof headset, he looked at Evelyn with his seemingly innocent eyes. "What did you say just now?" he asked in false confusion.
Enraged, Evelyn roared, "You lied to me. Obviously, you know how to shoot and you're even good at shooting!"
"When did I lie to you?" with a teasing smile, Ezra asked. He looked even more innocent now. "I have never touched such a pistol with blank ammunition before."
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