Sun Yunpeng was furious because he hadn't managed to catch the tree pheasant.

Suddenly he heard someone laughing behind him, and angrily turned around to glare at the person. "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

"Oh dear, I really laugh at some people who overestimate their abilities."

He spends all his time fiddling with a broken air rifle, occasionally shooting down a sparrow, and thinks he's some kind of expert.

They make it sound like they're going to fly to the heavens, but in reality? It's utter nonsense.

Several tree-feathered birds flew away right in front of me; I couldn't hit a single one.

Wang Jianshe wasn't afraid of Sun Yunpeng at all, and said with a mocking expression.

The local educated youth from Qianchuan and Sun Yunpeng's group from Songjianghe were at odds from day one, and they couldn't stand each other.

The group from Songjianghe looked down on the group from Qianchuan Forest Farm, calling them ignorant bumpkins from the gully.

The people at Qianchuan Forest Farm say that the people in town are too pretentious.

They all act all high and mighty, but in reality they can't do anything and are utterly useless.

The educated youth from Qianchuan were all capable, but most of the new batch from Songjianghe were spoiled brats who were good for nothing and were number one troublemakers.

They caused trouble, and others were also punished as a result.

Therefore, the conflicts between these people have never ceased.

Before, with Sheng Xiping keeping them in check, there were occasional quarrels and even physical altercations, but nothing serious ever happened.

Since Sheng Xiping and Zhou Qinglan started dating, the two sides have become increasingly irreconcilable, almost always arguing whenever they meet.

"Damn it, Wang Jianshe, you want to get beaten up, don't you?"

Sun Yunpeng was already quite annoyed that he hadn't hit the tree chicken, and now that Wang Jianshe was mocking him, how could he possibly save face?

Sun Yunpeng was holding an air gun, and in a fit of anger, he pointed the gun at Wang Jianshe.

This air gun is mainly propelled by air, so it doesn't have much power.

If it hits someone normally, especially in summer when they're wearing thin clothes, it might cause a minor cut.

But if you're holding a gun like that and it hits someone in the eye, the consequences could be serious.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Xiping took two steps forward, raised his left hand, and snatched the air gun from Sun Yunpeng's hand with his right.

"Sun Yunpeng, are you crazy? This is a gun! You're pointing a gun at people? Can you afford to pay for it if something happens?"

Damn it, this bastard dares to point a gun at people.

Today's gun is an air rifle, so it's not very lethal and shouldn't cause any major trouble.

But what if this kid gets used to playing with guns and one day points a double-barreled shotgun at someone?

That thing is incredibly dangerous; if it goes off accidentally, it can be deadly.

Sun Yunpeng is an impulsive person. He was just acting out of anger and his blood was boiling over. He didn't think about anything else.

At this moment, Sheng Xiping took away his air gun and scolded him. Sun Yunpeng suddenly woke up and broke out in a cold sweat.

However, this person is used to being arrogant and will not admit that he is wrong.

"Look how scared you are! It's just an air rifle, it won't kill anyone, is it really that serious?"

Although he said that, his tone softened considerably; he was also feeling guilty.

For spoiled brats like Sun Yunpeng, fighting and brawling are commonplace.

Even in a fight, there are rules. Unless it's a life-or-death feud, you can't easily resort to weapons.

After all, many times it's just a matter of pride; the two sides exchange blows, and the loser slunk away.

If you admit defeat and apologize from now on, and call me "Big Brother" when you meet me, then this matter will be over.

But if they really resort to knives and guns, it will be a blood feud, a fight to the death.

Sun Yunpeng and his gang were just small-time hooligans. After all, they had stopped studying and couldn't get jobs. What else could they do if they didn't loaf around?

In reality, they mostly just fight, brag, and occasionally steal things from others.

As for murder and arson, even if they had the guts, they wouldn't dare.

"Air gun? Air guns depend on who has them."

Sheng Xiping raised his gun, aimed at a chipmunk hopping on a branch, and pulled the trigger.

After a sound, the chipmunk fell straight down from the tree.

One of the quick-witted ones immediately came to its senses and ran towards the big tree, picking up a knocked-out chipmunk from under the tree.

"Holy crap, that's amazing! He can hit it from that far away."

The man was an educated youth from Songjianghe, but at this moment he was looking at Sheng Xiping with admiration.

"I can't see where the injury is?"

He examined the chipmunk in his hand carefully but couldn't see any bleeding or injury.

"It must have been stunned. You can put it down."

That little thing is barely enough to fill a tooth gap.

Sheng Xiping waved to the man, signaling him to release the chipmunk.

The air gun wasn't that powerful, and it was too far away. Sheng Xiping's shot just now hit the chipmunk in the head, so the chipmunk was stunned and fell down.

Actually, the chipmunk woke up when it was picked up.

But this little thing can play dead; as soon as it senses something is wrong, it immediately stops moving.

After hearing Sheng Xiping's words, the other party put the chipmunk down, and the chipmunk darted away and disappeared in a flash.

That was terrifying! I almost lost my life. What am I waiting for? Run!

Sheng Xiping tossed the air rifle to Sun Yunpeng, "If I had shot you in the eye just now, what do you think you could have done?"

Sun Yunpeng took the air gun in a daze, his mind starting to wander.

What would have happened if Sheng Xiping had shot him in the eye?

Given Sheng Xiping's marksmanship, he might go blind.

"Whether you shoot birds or actually hunt black bears, it's none of my business, I can't control it."

But if I ever see you pointing a gun at someone again, don't blame me for breaking that gun.

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