Everyone looked towards the Balloon Wall...
After searching on the Wall for a long time, no traces of bullets were found.
It missed the target...
"Cough cough!" Victoria's facial expression turned slightly embarrassed.
Compared to Chad Yakov's shots that always hit the mark, she was so bad that it was hard to watch.
If not for her strong inner resolve, she really would have abandoned the gun and fled under the gaze of so many...
It was so embarrassing!
"You have nine more chances." Chad Yakov's indifferent Voice sounded from behind.
Like a Death Sentence.
If he didn't speak it would have been better; when he did speak, Victoria became even more nervous.
Every shot that followed seemed like a repeat of the last, each one missed...
Boos had already started to ring around her.
Victoria's palms were sweaty from tension, thin sweat also appeared on her nose.
