Brieth stood up with an arrogant facial expression. He subconsciously looked at the Chinese students, and the cold smile on his face froze.
He thought that he would be the first to complete it, and that the person beside him would be second. But in fact… someone had completed the shooting before him.
Brieth, whose face and muscles had stiffened, was so angry that his chest hurt again. Even his middle finger, which had been twisted by the instructor, was hurting.
Damn it, the Chinese student had stood up!
When did she stand up?
Did she finish firing all ten bullets?
Another Chinese student stood up. Brieth thought Cartright would be the second one to stand up, but Cartright planted the little red flag about 15 seconds after the Chinese student.
Brieth, who had been given another severe blow, heaved up and down. It took him a lot of effort to retract his gloomy gaze from the Chinese students.
