The gun was quickly brought forward.
Ye Ning watched as QM effortlessly disassembled all the firearms.
The waiter watched anxiously from the sidelines, his heart lifted in suspense.
What were they doing?
As QM deconstructed the gun, he proposed to Mu Yeli, "Let’s follow the old rule - assemble the gun, shoot, one point for each hit. The final score depends on who hit the most, how about it?"
The implication was that all firearms were dismantled into individual components.
Lying scattered on the table, they would compete to assemble the parts in the quickest ti.
After assembling a gun and firing once, it would have to be discarded, not to be used again.
Then it was onto assembling the next firearm.
After a shot, the firearm would be discarded again.
The trick was not only to assemble quickly but also to keep an eye on your opponent, hijack their parts, and disrupt their assembly.
Initially, nobody understood their intentions until they saw QM swiftly disassembling all the firearms and scattering them across the table.
He suggested to Ye Ning, "You be the referee."
Ye Ning nodded, "Okay."
Mu Yeli adjusted his wrists, relaxed his stance, and stepped up to the table.
The table was a complete ss of firearm components.
To the uninitiated, it was impossible to discern which part belonged to which firearm.
Fortunately, the imitation firearms at this large amusent park closely resembled real ones.
Having realized this, QM had proposed this ga when he took apart the gun just now.
Ye Ning stood between them, observing the two n.
Both looked extrely nacing and hostile. As they stared at each other, it was as if each intended to kill the other...
Ye Ning broke into a cold sweat, hoping they wouldn’t actually start a fight.
She checked the ti.
"Begin."
Imdiately, the two n sprang into action.
QM occasionally glanced at Mu Yeli, his eyes constantly shifting whilst his hand movents remained astonishingly adept and unwavering.
Mu Yeli seed more focused, handling all the tasks single-handedly, seemingly unmindful of what his opponent was doing.
To the side, the number of onlookers began to increase.
Everyone was curious about what the two were up to.
They watched as the two n swiftly moved across the table full of components, manipulating the parts assertively and fluently, quickly assembling the parts.
Surprised voices murmured amongst the crowd.
"How do they rember all this?"
"Really, the parts all look the sa to . Can these actually be used?"
"Look, one has finished."
Mu Yeli finished first.
He raised his weapon and fired it without any hesitation.
Bang! It was a hit.
On the other side, QM wasn’t to be bested and quickly fired a shot as well.
Also a hit.
Mu Yeli tossed his gun to the side and swiftly began working on the next one.
At this point
QM finally started to resort to underhanded tactics.
He made his move and stole a component.
An alert Mu Yeli imdiately tried to take it back.
QM dodged him.
Mu Yeli peeked at the rifle QM was assembling and quickly grabbed the cartridge.
QM saw this, lunged forward to seize the cartridge as well and seized the other end of it.
Both held half the cartridge, neither prepared to let go.
QM once again lunged at Mu Yeli, aiming for his forehead.
Mu Yeli swiftly evaded him, but still refused to let go of the cartridge, retaliating with a swift kick towards QM.
QM smirked, "Sneak attack, huh? Not happening, the cartridge is mine. I’ll take yours."
"Fine, you let go first."
"No way, you first."
"You let go, and I’ll let go."
"You first, then I’ll do it."
(Chapter Seven)
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