"Children, let me help you!"
Coach Kang drew his Carclone pistol from his waist with lightning speed, cocking it, disengaging the safety, and aiming in one fluid motion.
"Bang!"
Coach Kang pulled the trigger and fired with incredible precision at the foot of Shishan Mountain!
The bullet embedded itself in the thick soundproofing material, without any shrapnel flying out. Shi Shan was startled and instinctively jumped to the side, instantly losing his balance and falling heavily to the ground.
Shang Yechu was also startled, thinking that Coach Kang was preparing to avenge himself and kill both Shi Shan and himself. When he looked up, he saw Coach Kang bring the Kaclon pistol to his lips and kiss the still-warm barrel through the air.
The old man said affectionately, "My good aunt, drive away all the bad boys."
Shang Yechu: "..."
The stunned silence lasted only two seconds. During practice, five bullets had been used in that gun. Coach Kang had fired another shot, meaning his gun was now empty!
Once he was sure it was safe, Shang Yechu immediately came to his senses and quickly ran towards the location of his Godfather pistol!
Shi Shan was still standing there, stunned, when he saw Shang Yechu trying to run away, he immediately reacted. Without thinking too much, he grabbed Shang Yechu's ankle and pulled hard!
Thump! Shang Yechu was pulled to the ground, then rolled over and kicked Shi Shan's hand hard.
Shi Shan grabbed Shang Yechu's ankle with one hand and pulled her hard, dragging her to his side, trying to throw her aside.
Shi Shan possessed immense strength, and Shang Yechu was involuntarily dragged to his side. Her fist struck his thick chest muscles as if hitting a wall. Wanting to punch Shi Shan in the face, she was met with a backhand dodge, causing her fist to miss its mark. Instead, she lost her balance and fell onto him.
The two of them rolled around on the ground in each other's arms, throwing punches and kicks. It seemed like a lively fight, but in reality, neither dared to use their full strength, and neither was willing to stop first.
The charade had completely taken a turn for the worse. Shang Yechu just wanted to get the gun as soon as possible, "kill" Shi Shan, and end this farce.
The other person's body was too strong. Shang Yechu gritted her teeth, suddenly stretched out her hands, and hugged Shi Shan's neck!
Shi Shan was stunned.
Shang Ye's hand slid upwards, gripping the back of Shi Shan's head. Suddenly, her supple waist arched forward with effort—
"Thump!"
Shang Yechu slammed her forehead hard against Shi Shan's forehead!
No matter how thick the muscles are, the scalp is only one layer.
In an instant, Shang Yechu's vision went black, and she felt completely disoriented. Her brain felt like it had been in a sauna, steaming and hot, making her dizzy. Within the white mist were rings of golden stars, spinning and dancing in her eye sockets.
His ears began to ring, and Shang Yechu felt dizzy. Shi Shan even appeared as a double image in front of him.
Since Shang Yechu initiated the impact, the force was relatively smaller. Shi Shan seemed to be in a worse situation, lying on the ground, completely dazed from the impact.
Shang Yechu stood up unsteadily, kicked Shi Shan's hand away, and stumbled toward Coach Kang beside her.
Coach Kang was engrossed in watching the show when Shang Yechu suddenly rushed over. He asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
Shang Yechu rubbed her forehead, swiftly pulled the Kaclon pistol from Coach Kang's waist, and said, covering her temple, "I'll borrow it from my aunt."
"Hello!"
Shi Shan lay on the ground, having just regained some of his strength, when he struggled to his feet and swayed as he tried to go to the other side of the field to pick up the gun that he had kicked away.
Shang Yechu gripped the gun, strode towards Shi Shan, and pressed the gun against the back of his head: "Don't, don't move."
Shi Shan turned around again, trying to snatch the gun from Shang Yechu's hand. However, Shang Yechu was not one to suffer the same loss twice.
Ignoring the bullet marks, Shang Yechu unhesitatingly reached out and pressed his hand against Shi Shan's heart, pulling the trigger—
Thud.
.
.
The gun was empty; no bullets were fired.
Only the heartbeats and heavy breathing of Shang Yechu and Shi Shan echoed in the air.
Shang Yechu covered her forehead with one hand, twirled the gun with the other, and then tapped Shi Shan's chest with the barrel of the Kaclon pistol.
"You've lost, sir."
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