Chapter 88: Every Shot Hits the Mark
"You..." An Qi was infuriated, then threatened, "So you won't kneel, huh? Then I'll have someone slap you twice!"
"Oh dear! I'm so scared!" the woman in red pretended to be terrified, then provocatively said, "Here's my face, come and hit me! Come on, hit me!"
"You..." An Qi was fuming with rage; she had seen many arrogant people, but never someone as audacious as this, daring to present her face to provoke her.
Just as she wanted to call Lin Yifan to act, Yifan had already rushed towards the woman in red.
Clearly, Yifan also found this shameless, promise-breaking behavior disgusting and infuriating.
The next second, standing in front of the woman in red, Yifan raised his hand and smacked down hard.
At that moment, the woman in red shouted, "Ayang! Protect me!"
The muscular man wearing a T-shirt behind the woman in red immediately stepped forward, stretching out his hand to catch Yifan's descending hand.
Since Yifan was considering that the woman in red was female, he hadn't used full strength, so his descending hand was easily caught by the woman's boyfriend.
"Kid! You dare hit my woman? Are you seeking death?" the woman in red's boyfriend, Ayang, yelled menacingly, a fierce look on his face.
"If you lost, you should keep your promise. Even if you don't, is it that wrong for me to hit her for being so arrogant?" Yifan retorted.
"So what if we lost? If we don't want to fulfill a promise, we won't, what are you going to do, bite me?" Ayang was just as defiant, a look of scorn across his face.
"What a disgraceful couple! Just perfect, today I'll take care of you both!" With that, Yifan began to make his move against Ayang.
Ayang, not willing to show weakness, used all his might to resist.
During the confrontation, Yifan realized Ayang knew how to use the Capturing Technique and military boxing, indicating that the man was a retired soldier.
However, the Capturing Technique and military boxing are the most basic Martial Arts among soldiers; not only did Yifan know how to execute them, but he also knew how to counterattack and break them. And he also mastered the Body Lock Technique and combat skills; therefore, he went all out against Ayang.
Ayang grew increasingly disadvantaged and began to lose ground; all the Martial Arts he knew were being countered, which made him feel powerless.
Yifan didn't want to play games with him anymore and kicked him away. He then caught the fleeing woman in red, and fiercely slapped her twice, avenging both An Qi and himself.
"Still arrogant! You still dare to be arrogant?" Yifan asked, holding the woman in red's hand.
"I dare not! Boss! I was wrong!" the woman in red hastily begged for mercy.
She hadn't expected Yifan to be so impressive; even her soldier boyfriend was no match for him; now, she was genuinely frightened.
"Go apologize to my boss!" Yifan ordered, letting go of her hand.
With a heart full of nervousness and fear, the woman in red meekly came in front of An Qi, then knelt with a thud and apologized, "I'm sorry!"
There's a saying that holds true, why should women make life so hard for other women; just as the woman in red was about to kowtow, An Qi hurriedly stopped her, "Enough! Get up! Let's put today's event behind us."
"Thank you!" the woman in red quickly got up and left with her boyfriend, who was still on the ground.
"Phew!" Watching the woman in red leave, An Qi exhaled a long breath of relief.
If Yifan hadn't been there today, the incident really would have caused her blood to boil. Now, she felt that she was becoming increasingly dependent on Yifan, as everywhere she went, she would be bullied and in danger without him.
"Having a strong and handsome boyfriend is a good thing, the only pity is that he has no money." An Qi felt both happy and a bit disappointed, as she urgently needed money now, she couldn't possibly be with Yifan.
After the event, the owner of the shooting game came over to give An Qi her prize.
Since An Qi hit three little red balls, less than four, she won the tenth prize and got a cup.
"Here's a cup for you, I wish you two to be together for a lifetime," the owner joked.
Hearing this, the first person to be unhappy was Zhou Jiajia. At that moment, Zhou Jiajia complained, "Owner, how can you spout such nonsense. They are not a couple, they have a superior-subordinate relationship."
An Qi's face also turned red, and she too chided, "Exactly! How can you spout such nonsense."
On the other side, Lin Yifan also joined the chorus of rebuke, "Owner, you mustn't talk nonsense like that, or you might offend someone."
Faced with the three of them blaming him together, the owner felt a bit embarrassed and quickly explained, "Just kidding! Don't take it seriously."
"Hmph! I can tolerate a lot, but not that; big pervert! Shoot down twenty little red balls for me and win the first prize!" An Qi commanded.
The prize for the first place was an 18K gold diamond Ruby necklace, worth over three thousand yuan; so taking down that necklace would indeed make the owner's heart ache.
Listening to the first half of An Qi's sentence, the owner thought she was going to tear down his stall and got very anxious. However, upon hearing the second half, he broke into a big smile because another sale was in the bag.
The reason he was sure that Lin Yifan couldn't succeed was that it was impossible for someone to hit twenty little red balls with only twenty bullets unless he was a sharpshooter hitting the mark with every shot.
"Pretty lady! Do you want to play again?" the owner inquired.
"What nonsense! How can I swallow this insult without teaching you a lesson?" An Qi replied somewhat indignantly.
"Great! Please pay, and I'll give you the bullets immediately!" the owner said with a smile.
"Big pervert! It's time to show what you're capable of! Burst forth!" An Qi said boldly.
"All right!" Without waiting for An Qi to say it, Lin Yifan already knew what he had to do.
Money in one hand, goods in the other; once he got the bullets, Lin Yifan started loading them and then began to shoot.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He advanced triumphantly, ten bullets fired, no empty shots, each hitting the mark.
At this point, the owner of the game was sweating profusely, shocked by the frightening hit rate, and moreover, it was so fast, firing ten bullets in half a minute; normally, it would take at least one minute for most people, that's if they were serious.
"Oh yeah! The big pervert is awesome, hitting the bullseye every time," An Qi was very happy and proud from outside the arena.
Zhou Jiajia was also impressed by Lin Yifan's marksmanship; such an amazing future husband was truly the idol of her heart.
The players competing with Lin Yifan were also stunned by his marksmanship; they had spent several agonizing minutes shooting without hitting many, and now here he was, hitting ten in half a minute, and without a single wasted shot, truly terrifying.
"Who is this guy, how could he have such formidable marksmanship?"
"Sharpshooter! He must be a sharpshooter."
"Awesome! That's so sick."
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At this time, the onlookers and shooting game players were all sighing and discussing amongst themselves, unanimously filled with admiration.