445 Chapter: Wu Shaohan's Past

"You've mistaken me for someone else."

Wu Shaohan's footsteps faltered for a moment before he continued to his shooting position without expression.

"No, I can't be mistaken, it was you who earned the title of Sharpshooter in the Bangladeshi shooting competition."

The brawny man with the goddess tattoo on his neck paused, but quickly followed.

"You are mistaken, I've never participated in any shooting competition."

Wu Shaohan stood at his shooting position, removed the magazine from his rifle, and began loading the bullets.

"Click, click, click..." Each bullet made a clicking sound as it was inserted into the magazine.

"Hahaha! Loading with the left hand! Only the Huaxia Sharpshooter Wu Hua has that habit."

Grief grabbed Wu Shaohan's hand as if he had discovered something very exciting.

Wu Shaohan's hand shook, and the bullet he was holding failed to enter the magazine, falling to the ground instead.