"Awesome, you’re amazing!"
As soon as Bianca White left, Patrick Sullivan gave a thumbs up to July Quinn.
But after giving the thumbs up, Patrick Sullivan couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.
"Why couldn’t you think it through? The last contestant was already begging for mercy, you could have just taken the gold medal, why do all those shoulder throw actions? It makes your gun unsteady..."
Patrick Sullivan was rambling halfway when July Quinn spoke up, "Stop it, just take care of yourself."
Even though Patrick Sullivan still had a look of regret, he hoped the master would take him as an apprentice, so he obediently shut his mouth.
On the other side, when Bianca White returned angrily to the second track, Wendy Tierney from the first track asked with concern, "What’s wrong with you?"
Actually, Wendy Tierney had seen very clearly the clash between Bianca White and July Quinn just now.
Now she was just using it as a way to get close to Bianca.
Bianca White turned around and saw it was Wendy Tierney, then said, "Nothing, just pissed off by someone who talks shit and gets themselves into trouble."
Yes, Bianca White had a general understanding of Wendy Tierney’s intentions for befriending her, merely because they had a common enemy.
But she didn’t mind cooperating with Wendy Tierney, because dealing with July Quinn would also be beneficial for her.
"Actually, you’re quite alright, back then I was even harmed to the point where I couldn’t find a job, and had to join The Aethelgard Vanguard Corps..."
Seeing Bianca White start to open up to her, Wendy Tierney casually revealed details about her past with July Quinn.
Of course, when explaining her grievances with July Quinn, she glossed over July’s impressive battle against the mercenary group and omitted Lord Keaton’s announcement that July was the mistress of the family. Instead, she exaggerated the part about July enchanting Lord Keaton.
This version of events matched Bianca White’s previous assumptions, so all her wariness towards Wendy disappeared.
Before the competition started, they even exchanged phone numbers and WeChat IDs.
Bianca White said, "I think in today’s match July Quinn definitely won’t be your opponent, the gold medal will surely be yours."
"Thank you for your blessing, my friend!" Wendy Tierney smiled.
Actually, even without Bianca White’s comfort, Wendy Tierney believed the gold medal for the indoor 20-meter shooting competition would end up in her pocket, since July Quinn had done all those shoulder throws just now.
Putting so much force into her hands before the match, she won’t be able to hold the gun steady during the competition. And still expects to beat her, taking the gold medal?
It’s simply dreaming!
"After the competition, don’t forget to buy me a drink to celebrate."
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When the referee announced the start of the indoor 20-meter shooting contest, both Wendy Tierney and Bianca White were beaming with a bright smile, as if they were looking forward to this superficial sisterhood.
The first round of shooting quickly unfolded.
But once all the contestants fired, the audience started to exclaim.
"Looks like someone hit a perfect score again, the referees are going crazy."
"It must be July Quinn! Definitely her, my goddess!"
Wendy Tierney deliberately removed her earplugs, heard the exclamations from the audience, and sneered, thinking:
"It’s questionable whether July Quinn can even hold the gun steady today, so she definitely didn’t score a perfect hit, that perfect score must be mine!"
However, Wendy Tierney’s confident expression cracked when she saw the scores displayed on the LCD screen...