Chapter 822
Genevieve was glad that Harry was better than Armand by tenfold.
Patting Harry on his shoulders, she requested cautiously, “You must win for me! I will treat you to a luxurious meal when you come to Jadeborough next time!”
Harry flashed her an “okay” sign.
While the two were chatting, Sally had already picked up the air rifle on the booth and fired a few shots to get the feel.
After a round of testing, Sally stood behind the yellow line and fired at the balloons on the wall with her air rifle.
Her posture in holding the gun was perfect, and she did not miss a shot. Soon, almost half the balloons on the wall disappeared.
Harry leaned closer to Genevieve and told her about Sally's background, “Her family has a special training course, and she grew up holding a gun. She might look delicate, but her skills are not any inferior to the male special forces. Two years ago, she managed to wipe out a team that tried to assassinate her uncle.”
Genevieve stared at Sally with wide eyes. From the latter's appearance, one totally could not tell that she could break a person's neck with one hand.
Many years ago, she had held a real gun. Under the guidance of Patrick, she learned how to shoot. However, she was only able to shoot at close range.
For the first time in her life, Genevieve felt frustrated because of a woman.
In terms of family background, Sally's was far greater than hers. Sally was on a level that she almost could not reach. In terms of appearance, Sally was a cold beauty, and Genevieve was on par with her. As for skills, however, she was totally no match for Sally.
Thirty seconds passed quickly, and there were only three balloons left on the wall.
Staring at the three balloons, Sally frowned. “Mister, the three balloons are obviously not fully filled with gas. It's impossible to blow them up.”
“I filled the balloons with tools,” the owner refuted sternly. “The problem lies in your skills.”
Without another word, he quickly filled the wall with balloons again.
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