Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 510
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Chapter 510:
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Everyone was shocked, looking at her with a mixture of awe and skepticism. Giuliana shrieked mockingly, “Khloe, are you planning to shoot all three arrows simultaneously? Do you think you’re some superhero from a movie?”
Inwardly, Sloane was thrilled, thinking Khloe had brought trouble upon herself. But she pretended to be caring. “Khloe, stop. This is a team competition. Even if you don’t care about your own reputation, think about your teammates. They all performed exceptionally well. Even if you lose in the end, you should still give it your all to not let them down.”
Eric silently watched Khloe with furrowed brows. He thought she had changed, but she still couldn’t shake off her old arrogant temperament.
The livestream’s comment section went into a frenzy.
“I was just starting to like Khloe, ready to become her fan. But I changed my mind. I’m turning against her now.”
“Is Khloe out of her mind? She’s the last to perform in her team. How can she let her team members down? No wonder she’s in the last. It turns out that she’ll only drag her team down.”
“She is so disgusting! I believed her when she was so confident before. But now, I regret it. I feel like I made a big mistake.”
Even Khloe’s fans were shocked. They couldn’t believe their idol was giving up just like that. No one spoke up for her in the livestream. Some even considered unfollowing her.
This time, Giuliana turned to Henrik. “Lone Wolf, you should do something about Khloe.” She expressed her disdain towards Khloe, hoping he would teach her a lesson.
However, Henrik’s expression remained unchanged. “What should I do? Khloe will get full marks. Group A will win.”
Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief. They didn’t expect Henrik to say such words. He seemed to trust Khloe so much. Did he know her that well? But how could that be possible?
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Eric and Sloane, who knew Henrik and Khloe’s relationship very well, were inexplicably alarmed. They always felt something was completely out of control.
Khloe ignored the noise around her, focusing on the target ahead. Bathed in sunlight, she stood shrouded in a dreamlike glow.
The next second, the three arrows shot out simultaneously, hitting the bull’s eye with a resounding thud.
The situation was instantly reversed.
The scene brought an instant hush over the crowd. When they saw the three arrows perfectly lodged in the center of the target, they were stunned, confused, and completely at a loss for words.
The cameraman quickly adjusted the lens, zooming in on the target to show the arrows in sharp detail, ensuring the live audience got a clear view of the remarkable scene.
The arrows trembled slightly where they were firmly planted in the bull’s eye, a clear indication of Khloe’s deliberate control and accuracy, leaving no room to call it mere luck.
The live chat froze in eerie silence for a moment, with not a single comment in sight. Just as Hurley suspected a glitch, the screen burst to life, flooded with a whirlwind of amazed reactions from viewers.
“Oh my gosh! Am I imagining this, or did Khloe really shoot three arrows at the same time and hit the bull’s eye? I thought she was just all talk!”
“Three arrows in a single shot! I can’t even begin to imagine the strength, precision, and hours of practice it must have taken to pull that off!”
“Khloe is a badass! I always knew my idol wasn’t all talk! She’s the real deal! Keep it up, Khloe—we’re cheering for you!”
Eric had been eager to use this moment to show off his strength and skill, but Khloe’s impressive archery left him in the dust. How could this even be possible? As far as he knew, she had never trained in archery, and there was no way she could have practiced it while in prison.
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