Chapter 12 Who Are These People?!

Chapter 12 Who Are These People?!

Lu Yuanhang felt a burning sensation on his face and raised his hand to cover it as he turned back in anger. "Why did you hit me?!"

Feng Dayuan's gaze was cold and stern. "Hitting you is too light; you should be sent to a military tribunal!"

"There were no bullets in the gun; I was just playing around with him," Lu Yuanhang recalled his actions and felt a bit scared, so his voice softened slightly. "But, but he actually disassembled my gun."

Indeed, his movements were swift and skilled, as if he had done it thousands of times or more...

It seemed like he was deliberately showing off!

And that Feng Dayuan, daring to lay a hand on me?!

Talking about a military tribunal?!

Ha, wait for public opinion to judge you first!

Apart from Lu Yuanhang's incessant chatter, the other guests fell into silence.

Their gazes toward Jian Li became even more complicated.

Especially Huo Xiaoying, the silent movie star, whose eyes flashed with an unusual emotion.

He suddenly stepped forward, picked up his CZP10C, skillfully disassembled it, and laid the parts on the table. Then he turned to Jian Li. "Can you help me reassemble it?"

Jian Li: "......"

Is this guy testing me?

Or treating me like free labor?

Perhaps it was because the handsome, strong, tragic villain's gaze was too intense, or maybe he felt a sense of shared suffering in a tragic story,

In any case, he somehow found himself walking over without a word and began assembling the gun.

Actually, he wasn't showing off; this was basic training for mercenaries.

During idle moments without missions, everyone would disassemble and reassemble their guns, almost like a silent competition.

Over time, they became adept at it, able to do it blindfolded...

After twenty-eight seconds, Jian Li handed the fully assembled firearm to Huo Xiao. "Brother, did I pass the test?"

Huo Xiao lowered his gaze, his eyes lingering on the pale, slender fingers, and his heart skipped a beat before he took it. "You,"

"Did great."

Live chat comments,

"Ahhh, Xiao Ge praised someone! It's not easy at all, he actually said Jian Li is great?! Did I hear that right? They have such chemistry!"

"Don't you guys think it's cool? Jian Li is indeed amazing! He snatched the gun from Lu Yuanhang and disassembled it in no time. This kind of scene can only be seen in TV dramas, right?!"

"Strange, when Jian Li appeared on a variety show before, he was scared stiff seeing a gun. How come he's like a different person now?!"

"Who cares! I'm in love! At this moment, I declare that the Jian Li fan club is officially established, and I'm the leader!"

"Just showboating, you haven't seen much! Clearly, Jian Li practiced in advance!"

"In advance? You couldn't even do it if you practiced for a year, hater, get lost!"

"Are we going to perform acrobatics now?" Lu Yuanhang suddenly spoke up, interrupting them, "Shouldn't a shooting range focus on accuracy?"

"Do you think your marksmanship is impressive?" Yuan Feng sneered, "Someone who can't even hold a gun has the nerve to question others?"

He couldn't help it anymore.

Not just because Lu Yuanhang deserved a scolding,

but also because Jian Li's performance was too impressive!

He had secretly timed it earlier,

twenty-eight seconds!

Two seconds faster than the highest record in the training unit!

How did he manage that?!

"Good job, bro! I hate people like Lu Yuanhang who don't know when to stop joking!"

"He doesn't even consider the situation; what if the gun was loaded? Only then would he realize the consequences! Does he think his 'big brother' status gives him immunity from the law?!"

"Haha, how dare he talk about performing acrobatics, if it weren't for his incompetence, others wouldn't have had the chance!"

"..."

"Are you all ready?" Feng Dayuan asked loudly, "Do you need me to go over the shooting techniques again?"

Lu Yuanhang wanted to say something but saw everyone else staying silent, so he held back.

They're all putting on a show,

acting as if they're perfect,

better not mess up later!

—

The scorching sun beat down as a cloud of dust rose from the shooting range.

The targets stood firm in the wind, several meters away, unmoved.

"Who's first?" Feng Dayuan asked.

Lu Yuanhang was about to step forward when Feng Dayuan pointed at him, "You."

"Me?" Yuan Feng was surprised.

Feng Dayuan nodded, "Yes, you."

Yuan Feng, who had been trying to blend into the background to hide his undercover identity, reluctantly stepped forward. As he aimed at the target, his expression suddenly turned serious.

He instinctively adjusted his stance, gripped the gun tightly, and silently recited:

'Focus on the target, steady your breath.'

'Align the sights, maintain balance.'

'Gently pull the trigger, apply even pressure.'

'...'

Three shots rang out, and Yuan Feng snapped back to reality, a look of embarrassment crossing his face.

The target automatically returned, and Feng Dayuan glanced at it, "All three shots were bullseyes. Not bad."

Not just not bad...

It was outstanding!

In stark contrast to his persona as a beloved younger brother who gained popularity through online dramas and talent shows, he is perceived as empty-headed!

If this is exposed,

I'm screwed... my internship might not turn into a full-time job!

Yuan Feng berated himself internally, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

The next few guests seemed inspired and took their positions seriously, firing three consecutive shots.

Feng Dayuan frowned, "Luo Xiaohong, three shots at eight rings."

"Shi Huayi, three shots at eight rings."

"Zhou Nan, also three shots at eight rings."

The three nodded simultaneously: Good, a middle-of-the-road score, no one will stand out.

This way, no one can guess their true identities!

Just as they were feeling smug, Feng Dayuan, holding the target paper, scrutinized it for a while before calling them back, "Wait."

They turned around in unison, their smiles frozen, "What's up?"

"How did you manage to hit the same spot with all three shots without any tremor in your arms?"

......

Shi Huayi: Damn, we forgot such an important detail!

Zhou Nan: What’s wrong with me? Why didn't I miss a little?

Luo Xiaohong: If I can whip a steel cable with such precision, what's so special about bullets?!

Standing at the front of the line, Yuan Feng almost jumped up and cheered: Compared to them, hitting bullseyes means nothing!

After all, only a shooting genius could...

Wait!

His face suddenly changed: Who are these people?!

Before the trio could answer, Feng Dayuan gestured towards Jian Li, "Your turn."

"Alright." Jian Li stepped forward with the handgun, not even taking time to aim, and fired three quick shots.

The shooting was so swift that the fans watching live couldn’t even blink before the target appeared on screen,

"What?! Three bullseyes?! The penetration points are perfectly aligned?! When did Jian Li get so good?!"

"I thought the previous guests were impressive, but Jian Li is on another level. He must have been pretending all along!"

"Oh my god, too professional! This variety show should be renamed 'Ace Shooter'..."