"Zhou Xiong."
Su Tianyu called out with a grim expression.
"Present!"
Zhou Xiong imdiately jumped down from the stands and rushed towards Zhao Tianba.
"Stop him."
Fu Tianyou’s face changed drastically, shouting anxiously, but it was already too late.
Seeing Zhou Xiong rushing towards him, Zhao Tianba panicked and wanted to resist. Unfortunately, his cultivation was restricted by his clothes, making resistance impossible, resulting in...
"As expected, there’s a real gun."
After subduing Zhao Tianba, Zhou Xiong found a real gun from his back and looked angrily at Fu Tianyou: "Fu Tianyou, aren’t you all too despicable?"
"I..."
Fu Tianyou discreetly glanced at a few Family Heads from the Ming Group faction.
"Ladies and gentlen, you owe us an explanation for this incident."
Long Aiyu imdiately looked at Fu Tianbao and the others.
Fu Tianbao and the others had fluctuating expressions, uncertain how to explain the situation at this point.
"Ladies and gentlen, bringing firearms might be the act of an individual participant, and it seems it doesn’t affect the competition results, does it?"
Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, Wan Yong hesitated before speaking, raising his hands: "I had no knowledge of the real gun issue and have not brought any prohibited items. Please feel free to search , Director Zhou."
Zhou Xiong gave Wan Yong a suspicious glance, then proceeded to search and indeed found no real guns.
"Haha, it seems that this is indeed the act of an individual participant. We will certainly severely punish these rule-breaking individuals."
Fu Tianbao breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly promised.
Tang Ming looked at Wan Yong with suspicion, surprised that this guy had managed to dispose of the firearms in advance. How clever indeed.
"Since that’s the case, then please go ahead and punish them, as I’ve already personally taught a lesson to those rule-breaking individuals."
Tang Ming squinted his eyes and said coldly.
"How did you teach them?"
Fu Tianyou’s face slightly changed, a bad feeling creeping in: "Where are the other contestants from the Ming Group faction?"
"They’re unable to co out on their own anymore."
Tang Ming laughed, "If you don’t want them to die, I suggest you quickly send soone to find them."
"Bastard, what did you do to them?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Tianyou and Qian Weiguo shouted in unison.
"Why don’t you go see for yourself?" Tang Ming smirked coldly, looking at Zhou Xiong:
"Director Zhou, have your people go in together, rember to record everything on video, let everyone see how unruly the Ming Group faction’s contestants are."
"Soone, soone."
Fu Tianyou panicked and imdiately ordered people to enter the battlefield to find them.
Understanding the hint, Zhou Xiong promptly dispatched a team carrying caras to enter the battlefield together.
"Director Zhou, have the Dark Group’s doctors co help my friend treat the gunshot wound."
Tang Ming supported Shen Yan, asking Zhou Xiong for help.
"Alright, the doctor will be here soon."
Zhou Xiong imdiately took out his phone to contact personnel.
Soon after, staff removed the uniforms from the contestants, then waited together for the people inside to co out.
Half an hour later, one by one, severely injured Red Team mbers were carried out on stretchers, looking miserable. Except for Qian Bujun, who was rescued from a tree net, everyone else was severely injured.
The most heavily injured was Fu Renjie, whose lower body was shot several tis, bleeding profusely and rendered completely useless.
Seeing the Ming Group mbers in this condition, everyone was dumbfounded. Not only were the Ming Group people left speechless, but even the Dark Group people were also bewildered. This was too brutal.
After the Red Team mbers were carried out, they imdiately accused Tang Ming of being ruthless.
"Outrageous, outrageous."
Seeing his son rendered useless, Fu Tianyou jumped up in rage, pointing at Tang Ming and shouting: "This was just a competition, and you dealt such a severe blow to them. I will kill you."
"Old dog, you have no right to speak like this." Tang Ming looked at Fu Tianyou, pointing at Shen Yan’s injury and said:
"My friend’s injury was caused by your rule-breaking son with a real gun. Since you say it was a competition, why did he have a real gun?"
"Hmph, it wasn’t just Zhao Tianba and Fu Renjie who brought real guns. According to our footage, it seems that all Red Team mbers except Wan Yong were carrying real guns!"
Zhou Xiong played the video recorded by his subordinates on the large screen, showing real guns beside those knocked down by Tang Ming. So were even in shooting positions, like that bald eagle.
"What is going on here? So many people from the Ming Group breaking rules, isn’t it too much?"
Su Tianyu was the first to raise the issue.
"Brother Su, even if the Ming Group’s n broke the rules, they didn’t deserve such treatnt. These are all national talents, not easy to cultivate. Now they’re all destroyed, who’s going to take responsibility for this?"
Fu Tianbao argued with a grim face.
"What if our Dark Group n were killed by your real guns, who would be responsible then?"
Long Aiyu sneered and asked, "Now we have soone shot from our side, how do you explain that?"
"Even if your n got shot, most of them are unhard. But our n are all crippled, what more explanation do you want?"
Fu Tianyou growled through gritted teeth.
Then, people from both the Ming Group faction and the Dark Group faction began a heated argunt.
Lin Canghai and others looked at Fu Renjie and the others’ miserable state, all terrified.
Although they knew Tang Ming had said he would be ruthless, they hadn’t expected him to act so harshly—crippling legs, blinding eyes, disfiguring faces, destroying the ability to reproduce... too vicious.
From this point on, Long Ao and Wu Xiaoyu’s admiration for Tang Ming turned into fear. This person was terrifyingly ruthless.
"Have you argued enough yet?"
A few minutes later, Tang Ming called out impatiently: "Host, I have a few questions for you."
"Competitor Tang Xin, please go ahead."
Qin Fang nodded repeatedly, forcing a smile on her pale face.
Family Heads from several families also quieted down, eager to hear what Tang Ming had to say.
"Host, let ask you, is simulation warfare equivalent to real warfare?"
Tang Ming asked slowly, emphasizing each word.
"According to the Military Departnt’s regulations, any simulated battle is a genuine war."
Qin Fang responded very rigorously.
"Good, then since it’s a genuine war, is it permissible to use any ans on the premise of not violating regulations to deal with the enemy?"
Tang Ming continued to ask.
"Theoretically, yes."
Qin Fang nodded, glancing at the severely injured Red Team mbers. These thods were indeed too brutal.
"Very well. Now what I’m saying is that the competition rules didn’t ntion that natural weapons couldn’t be used to harm opponents, nor did they prohibit competitors from engaging in hand-to-hand combat. So, can anyone tell if I did sothing wrong?"
Tang Ming looked at everyone, confidently asking: "Compared to those breaking rules and bringing real guns into the arena, how am I at fault?"
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