C1127 An Exquisite Firearm That Battie Liked(2)

Creak.

The black luxury car stopped in the middle of the spacious stadium. There was a row of targets at the edge of the stadium. Other than that, there was nothing else.

To Pandora Knight, besides shooting skills, everything else was impure. As long as he had a random gun in his hand and a few targets, it was enough.

After all, when they were driving Pandora