Previously, people borrowed money to go to work, but now they pay to go to war, sigh...
Lu Wenwu fiddled with it in his hands, and in a few swift motions, disassembled it into a table full of small, fragmented parts.
Then, before Li Zhen Country's bewildered gaze, he swiftly reassembled the pieces into a complete firearm and, after loading it, fired a shot at the 200-meter target in the distance.
"Ding!"
A crisp sound rang from the alloy electronic target.
The cold electronic synthetic voice immediately reported, "Tenth Ring."
"A new... new record... It's simply unbelievable!"
Li Zhen Country's look towards Lu Wenwu had turned rather peculiar.
"Be honest with me, have you really never served in the military, joined an army, or worked in some mercenary, gangster enforcer type of profession? Don't worry, whatever you may have done previously, from the moment you became a Yellow Springs Warrior Military Academy student, we let bygones be bygones."
