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Chapter 147 You have no class

"Why are you so stubborn?" Tarik really hoped that Sarah could win. "Believe me, shoot from one hundred miles away." Sarah didn’t reply, her eyes fixed on Jason. She was waiting for his answer. If he chose one hundred miles, then she had to follow him. "Three hundred miles and fifty miles are not only a matter of distance." After thinking for a while, Jason said, "Are you sure you want to compete with me in the range of three hundred miles?" "Yes." Sarah gave a brief reply. "Okay." "Jason, you have no class at all!" Tarik patted him on the shoulder and said, "It’s not decent to spite a girl like this." Without saying anything, Jason picked up the rifle. He wasn’t mean to Sarah. He was just trying to win her heart. "You go first." He didn’t want to put pressure on her. "No, thanks." Sarah refused. She wanted to win against him in a d

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