As soon as the words fell, countless submachine guns simultaneously pointed at Mu Feng; he might be riddled with bullets in the next second.
"I heard you have designs on my mine?" Qiu Feng licked his lips, lit a cigar, and smoked leisurely.
"Let me remind you again, this mine is already mine now, and has nothing to do with you!" Mu Feng said with a smile.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly turned cold, and the sound of bullets being chambered could be heard.
Seeing that the two sides were about to draw their swords, Qiu Feng couldn't help but chuckle, "Young man, you have courage, but courage alone is useless; it must be supported by corresponding strength!"
He paused and continued, "Since you value this mine so much, why don't we play a game?"
Mu Feng said with interest, "A game? Tell me about it?"
"It's a shooting contest. If your marksmanship can defeat me, what's the harm in giving you this mine?" Qiu Feng spread his arms, his tone full of confidence.
"First, I still need to emphasize that this mine is not yours, but if you want to compete with me in marksmanship, I agree!"
"If you can win against me, I will give the mine to you. Of course, if you lose, don't come crying to me!"
Mu Feng stretched, though he hadn't played with guns much, he believed that mastering one skill could lead to mastery in others. Shooting was not a problem for him.
Qiu Feng laughed heartily, "Interesting. Young man, you're boasting to the heavens. I wonder how much real skill you possess!"
"Alright, enough nonsense. How do you plan to compete?" Mu Feng spread his hands.
Qiu Feng glanced at his subordinates, who immediately trembled, fearing they might be chosen.
He casually pointed at two people: "You two, come out!"
One subordinate's scalp numbed with fear and he immediately shook his head, "No, really no!"
The other also refused to come out, trembling all over.
Qiu Feng cursed, "Damn it, I told you to come out, so come out! If you don't move, I'll shoot you dead!"
The two subordinates were on the verge of tears, but with no other choice, they sheepishly walked out.
Qiu Feng, from somewhere, found two apples and swaggered over, then placed the apples on his subordinates' heads.
Mu Feng chuckled, "I say, boss, you're not planning to have them hold apples while we shoot, are you?"
He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes! I didn't expect you to be so smart, kid. It has to be played like this to be exciting!"
The two were so scared they were about to wet their pants, their minds collapsing. They wished they could slip away immediately.
However, they also understood that if they ran now, only death awaited them.
The only thing they could pray for was that their boss wouldn't miss, otherwise, their lives would be forfeit.
Mu Feng shook his head, "But isn't this target a bit too big? Playing like this is still a bit boring!"
Qiu Feng's interest was piqued, "Oh? Then how do you suggest we play?"
Mu Feng's lips curled slightly, "How about we blindfold ourselves? Whoever can pierce the apple with their eyes closed is truly a good shot!"
At these words, the two unlucky fellows were so terrified they collapsed to the ground.
If their companions hadn't supported them, they would have fainted from fright.
Their companions frantically pinched their philtrums, afraid they would pass out.
After all, if these two fainted, their entire group would be in deep trouble.
Qiu Feng was overjoyed, "Good, good, good! Blindfolded it is! Young man, I didn't expect you to be so fun! You suit my taste. If we weren't on different sides, I'd definitely have a few drinks with you!"
Saying that, he took out a handgun and threw it to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng took the handgun, fiddled with it for a while, and then said, "You go first, then. It'll give me a chance to get familiar with the gun!"
Qiu Feng was also incredibly excited and immediately shouted, "What are you two still standing there for? Get over here immediately, or I'll shoot you dead right now!"
The two subordinates' tears streamed down their faces, wondering what sins they had committed to be so unlucky.
But facing the threat of death, what choice did they have? They could only dejectedly walk over.
"Don't stand there like a wooden post, hurry up and put the apple on your head!" Qiu Feng reprimanded.
"Boss, I'm scared. Bullets don't have eyes. How about we just call it off?" one subordinate gritted out.
"Believe it or not, I'll shoot you dead right now?" Qiu Feng was completely enraged and pointed his gun at him.
The subordinate's face turned pale with fear. Forced by circumstances, he had no choice but to place the apple on his head.
Qiu Feng found a handkerchief and tied it directly over his eyes, then began to aim by feel.
The two were trembling uncontrollably, and if they hadn't braced themselves, they would have fainted.
What happened next stunned everyone present.
After fumbling around, Qiu Feng pulled the trigger without hesitation.
With a bang, a bullet directly pierced one man's head. The apple on his head fell off, and the man collapsed into a pool of blood.
Upon hearing the scream, Qiu Feng, enraged, threw the blindfold to the ground, "Damn it, what bad luck! I missed!"
Mu Feng clapped his hands and praised, "The fact that you hit the head also shows your marksmanship skill. However, if I hit the apple next, I win!"
The sole survivor, looking at his companion lying in a pool of blood, was about to go mad.
He trembled and knelt down, "No, no, boss, please let me go! I really don't want to die!"
"Useless piece of trash, get up immediately, or I'll kill your family too!" Qiu Feng glared at him fiercely. He was in high spirits and wouldn't stop just because someone wanted to.
Qiu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Kid, if you don't hit the apple, this round doesn't count, and we'll have to redo it!"
Mu Feng readily nodded, "Naturally!"
Thus, he also found a handkerchief and tied it over his eyes, preparing to shoot.
The subordinate with the apple on his head had eyes swollen from crying. He prayed silently, fearing he would meet the same fate as his companion.
At the critical moment, Mu Feng finally fired.
However, the shot accurately hit the apple. The man cried out in fright and crouched down, covering his ears.
After a long while, the man slowly got up, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm alive! I'm alive! Hahaha, I'm still alive!"
His laughter immediately ignited Qiu Feng's rage. He was alive, but Qiu Feng had lost!