Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

180: Gun King is Gun KingLiu Ming sat there, soaking wet, the color drained completely from his face, replaced by a ghastly pallor.

His wife sat beside him, wearing an expression that showed she wanted to explode but didn’t dare; the chopsticks in her hand were nearly snapping.

Second Uncle Liu Jianjun’s expression was also terrible. How dare this outsider be so arrogant!

”Oh dear, the atmosphere suddenly got really awkward.”

”Did I go a bit too far with that trick?”

”Never mind, the hate is already maxed out anyway. Might as well pop some champagne to celebrate.”

While Zhang Ze was having a party internally, his face wore an innocent and sincere expression as he picked up his teacup and gently blew off the foam.

Just then, the Old Master finally spoke.

”Enough. We are all family here, just eat. Why all this performance and showing off during a meal?”

When the Old Master spoke, he didn’t look at the disheveled Liu Ming, nor did he look at Zhang Ze.

”Liu Ming, you too. You’re old enough now, why are you still acting like a child, insisting someone perform? Zhang Ze is Feifei’s boyfriend, he is a guest. Stop this nonsense.”

On the surface, these words seemed to scold both sides equally, but in reality, his preference was clearly leaning towards Zhang Ze.

Liu Jianjun’s face grew even uglier, but since the Old Master had spoken, he could only forcibly swallow his anger.

He gave his son a look signaling him to stop.

”Yes, Father is right,” Liu Jianjun reluctantly said. ”Liu Ming, hurry up and apologize to Zhang Ze. You were the one who was rude first.”

Liu Ming trembled all over. Apologize to this liar?

But he dared not defy his father and grandfather, so he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: ”I... I’m sorry.”

”It’s fine, it’s fine.” Zhang Ze immediately put on a magnanimous air and waved his hand. ”Young people like to play around. I understand. Don’t take it to heart, or it might affect family harmony.”

Liu Ming nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Who are you calling a young person? We’re about the same age!

And what’s with that ’experienced elder’ expression of yours!

The meal continued in an extremely bizarre atmosphere.

No one from the ”Business Faction” dared to provoke him again; they all lowered their heads and ate, nearly poking holes through their bowls.

The ”Neutral Spectator Faction,” meanwhile, kept stealing glances at Zhang Ze from the corner of their eyes, whispering to each other.

Only at Third Uncle Liu Jianguo’s side was the atmosphere relatively normal.

Liu Jianguo raised his wine glass toward Zhang Ze, his face bearing the frankness characteristic of a soldier.

Zhang Ze responded by raising his glass.

The two clinked glasses across the distance and drained them in one gulp.

A person who had truly been on a battlefield could distinguish between useless flashy moves and genuine killing techniques.

Zhang Ze’s display just now, whether it was the flying card or the flicked chopstick, revealed terrifying wrist strength and precise control.

This wasn’t juggling; this was instinct honed in real combat... The dinner finally concluded in silence.

Everyone stood up to take their leave. Liu Jianjun, taking his wife and son, was the first to quickly depart without even saying goodbye, his retreating figure screaming, ”Don’t come near me.”

Zhang Ze stretched and prepared to return to the room with Liu Feifei to figure out exactly how the sofa sleeping arrangement would work.

”Zhang Ze, wait a moment.”

Liu Jianguo called out to him.

Zhang Ze turned his head, and Liu Feifei also stopped, looking at her Third Uncle with some concern.

”Third Uncle, is something the matter?”

Liu Jianguo walked up to Zhang Ze. The man, who spent years in the military, had a straight posture and a rigid, imposing aura.

”That flying card technique of yours, have you trained in it?”

”Just a small hobby,” Zhang Ze replied modestly.

Liu Jianguo cut straight to the chase. ”Your file states that your marksmanship is exceptional. I’d like to see it.”

Before Zhang Ze could answer, the ears of the remaining younger generation nearby immediately perked up.

”Third Uncle is going to have a shooting contest with Sister Feifei’s boyfriend?”

”Did I hear that right? Third Uncle is the Gun King of our military region!”

”Now this is going to be good! Quick, let’s go to the shooting range!”

In an instant, the news spread. The younger members of the Liu Family who had already dispersed rushed back, gathering noisily. Even Liu Ming, who had slunk away moments ago, followed far behind the crowd, a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

His desire to see Zhang Ze make a fool of himself outweighed his current humiliation.

Liu Feifei tugged on Zhang Ze’s sleeve. ”My Third Uncle... he’s really formidable. Maybe we should just forget it?”

”It’s fine.” Zhang Ze patted her hand, then smiled at Liu Jianguo. ”It is my honor to receive guidance from General Liu.”

”Good, you have guts!” Liu Jianguo was pleased with Zhang Ze’s attitude. ”Follow me.”

Deep within the Liu Family compound was an indoor shooting range that fully met military standards.

The lights were bright, and the ventilation system hummed.

Various types of firearms hung on the walls, ranging from pistols to rifles, covering everything imaginable.

Liu Jianguo took two standard-issue pistols from the rack, tossed one to Zhang Ze, and expertly checked the other.

”We’ll compete in pistol quick-shooting,” Liu Jianguo said, loading the magazine while explaining the rules. ”There are ten sensor targets in front of us. We’ll use blanks; a hit is registered when the muzzle blast triggers the sensor. The person with the shortest time wins. Are you up for it?”

Zhang Ze took the pistol, didn’t immediately inspect it, but weighed it in his hand.

He racked the slide, locked it back, checked the chamber, and then inserted the magazine handed to him by Liu Jianguo. The series of movements was fluid and fast, leaving afterimages.

The expressions on the faces of the Liu Family juniors who had expected a joke changed instantly.

Just that single action showed he was a top expert.

Liu Jianguo also nodded internally.

”I’ll go first and give you a demonstration.”

Liu Jianguo stepped up to the firing line, raised his pistol, and aimed. His entire aura changed instantly.

”Begin!”

Following the command.

”Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!”

A rapid sequence of gunshots sounded, almost merging into a single roar.

Liu Jianguo’s body was steady as a rock, and the tremor in his wrist was minimized.

The red lights on all ten targets lit up consecutively.

The timer stopped.

The result displayed on the large screen nearby: 3.2 seconds!

”Whoa!”

The surrounding Liu Family juniors let out a gasp of astonishment.

”Holy cow! Third Uncle broke the record again!”

”Is that a score a human can achieve? That’s an average of 0.3 seconds per shot, even factoring in the time to correct for muzzle rise. He’s a monster!”

”The Gun King is the Gun King. This level of skill is unique in the entire military region!”

The younger generation of the Liu Family was completely fired up. Their eyes, fixed on Liu Jianguo, were filled with admiration and awe.

The schadenfreude on Liu Ming’s face was practically overflowing.

He desperately held back from laughing out loud, but his constantly upturned lips betrayed his current mood.

Three point two seconds!

Even a deity couldn’t win against that!

He glanced sideways at Zhang Ze, his look seeming to say: Kid, did you see that? This is the foundation of our Liu Family! What can you, an internet celebrity scammer, possibly compare with?

Now it’s your turn to step up and make a fool of yourself!

Liu Jianguo set down the pistol, which was still emitting a wisp of smoke, slowly exhaled, and turned to Zhang Ze.

”It’s your turn, young man.”