The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 824 - 820: A Lesson

The entire shooting room was so silent that one could hear a pin drop, with only the intermittent sounds of breathing.

Ten bullets, a hundred percent hit rate—each and every one struck a ping pong ball.

Chen Siyu’s eyes were filled with disbelief. She was well aware that although the shooter had prepared ten ping pong balls, even the best marksmen in the world could hardly hit all ten, so Qin Mingtao’s achievement in hitting five was already enough to crown him the undisputed "King of Marksmanship" in Nangang.

But Ye Chenfeng had casually hit all of the ping pong balls? And with his left hand? From the information she had gathered before, Ye Chenfeng had been nothing more than a frivolous scion with no proper schooling, but now, the image of Ye Chenfeng in her heart had completely flipped—had this frivolous scion actually become the master of all marksmen?

Originally, Chen Jianjun had wanted to quickly put an end to this farce, yet the seemingly miraculous marksmanship displayed by Ye Chenfeng right before his eyes made him swallow hard, and his gaze towards Ye Chenfeng deepened.

Meanwhile, Qin Mingtao, who had just been brimming with confidence, stood with his mouth slightly agape. He was absolutely confident in his marksmanship, aware that it ranked highly even on a national level, let alone against a mere scion like Ye Chenfeng, but now he had indeed lost to this scion.

The four officers on duty inside the shooting room initially wore looks of disdain towards Ye Chenfeng, which had now been replaced by fervor. In any era, strength commands respect, and only those with real power earn recognition; Ye Chenfeng had just proven his with sheer skill.

Ye Chenfeng placed the handgun from his left hand aside, casting a teasing look at Qin Mingtao, and asked, "Can you fulfill our bet now? Kneel down and apologize to me!"

Ye Chenfeng’s words broke the silence of the scene. Although Chen Siyu was shocked by Ye Chenfeng’s marksmanship, she still sided with Qin Mingtao—the saying goes, "A man’s knees are as precious as gold," and kneeling was a grave humiliation for any man.

"Ye Chenfeng, don’t go too far," Chen Siyu said sharply. "You’ve already won the marksmanship contest; do you really need to press Qin this hard?"

Ye Chenfeng shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Chen Siyu, we’ll settle our bet slowly this evening. As for your esteemed senior Qin, does he not understand the importance of keeping a promise? He proposed this bet himself, yet now he wants to back out. In my view, he doesn’t even qualify as a man."

"Chief Chen, am I right? We also had a bet, and the one who backs out is a turtle, an idiot—they were our terms, right? I think Chief Chen definitely doesn’t want to be a turtle, an idiot." Ye Chenfeng spoke with a smile.

Chen Jianjun’s lips curled into a wry smile, recalling the statement Ye Chenfeng had just added. It was clear Ye Chenfeng had set a trap for him to fall into, and he had jumped right into it. Remembering how calm Ye Chenfeng had been from beginning to end, Chen Jianjun now realized Ye Chenfeng was not a foolish scion at all but had been holding the winning cards all along.

Standing next to Ye Chenfeng, Qin Mingtao’s knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists. Him kneeling to Ye Chenfeng was absolutely unthinkable. Watching Ye Chenfeng’s nonchalant demeanor only fueled the raging fire within him. Losing control, he drew the pistol from his waist and pointed it at Ye Chenfeng without hesitation.

At the sight of Qin Mingtao’s actions, both Chen Jianjun and Chen Siyu tensed immediately. Just as Chen Jianjun was about to intervene,

Ye Chenfeng’s left hand shot out instantaneously with incredible speed. Before Qin Mingtao could react, Ye Chenfeng had seized the gun from Qin Mingtao’s hand into his own left hand and, before anyone could comprehend the situation,

there was a series of "click, clack" sounds. Ye Chenfeng had dismantled the handgun held in his left hand into pieces and tossed them onto a nearby table.

In a second, maybe two at most, Ye Chenfeng had disassembled the handgun into parts using just his left hand. To what extent must one be familiar with firearms to be able to do this?

However, the shock had not yet ended. While everyone gaped, Ye Chenfeng’s left hand swiftly moved over the gun parts on the table, and a complete pistol reappeared in his left hand, its dark muzzle facing the dumbstruck Qin Mingtao.

In another second, Ye Chenfeng had reassembled the disassembled pistol so quickly that no one on the scene had seen how he did it.

"This is how you handle a gun," Ye Chenfeng mocked Qin Mingtao and continued, "Let me remind you, I don’t like anyone pointing a gun at my head. Generally, those who point a gun at my head end up meeting the King of Hell."

Ye Chenfeng didn’t want to waste any more time. He turned to Chen Jianjun and said, "Director Chen, now that I’ve won this competition, from this moment on, all the police force from Nangang must follow my orders. Now, go to your office and show me the information I need first."

Chen Jianjun slowly recovered from his dazed state. Regardless of whether Ye Chenfeng was a spoiled young master, his unbelievable marksmanship and extreme familiarity with firearms were undeniable.

Chen Jianjun was a man of his word. He sighed inwardly and said, "Mr. Ye, I will keep the promise I made. Come with me!"

Saying that, Chen Jianjun headed outside the shooting range.

Ye Chenfeng glanced at Qin Mingtao and smiled, "Since you don’t want to be a man, I won’t force you. You were the one who suggested this bet, but look at yourself now. Someone like you doesn’t even qualify to kneel before me."

Seeing Qin Mingtao, whose face was alternating between pale and flush, Chen Siyu thought Ye Chenfeng was being too harsh. Although she also felt Qin Mingtao was not very manly, she had a longstanding relationship with him, better than what she had with Ye Chenfeng.

"Ye Chenfeng, you are just a bit better at marksmanship. If you can beat me, I’ll give you my body," Chen Siyu exclaimed. She had never liked to lose, especially since she had harbored a grudge against Ye Chenfeng for many years, and she kicked towards Ye Chenfeng’s waist.

While Chen Siyu’s skill might be impressive within the police force, she was utterly insignificant in front of Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng’s left hand shot out swiftly, grabbed Chen Siyu’s thigh, and pulled her forcefully into his embrace, and her body suddenly crashed into his.

Ye Chenfeng was speechless about this woman. He had no intention of taking advantage of Chen Siyu and didn’t consider their wager seriously. However, when this impulsive woman took the offensive, Ye Chenfeng felt it was necessary to teach her a lesson; otherwise, was he even a man?

His left arm wrapped around Chen Siyu’s waist, and before she could react, his left arm had already swiftly moved to the front of her chest. Then, just as quickly, he released Chen Siyu and walked out of the shooting range. Before leaving, he shamelessly said, "Go clean yourself up. You’re mine now, since those were your own words. Don’t try to deny it."

Chen Siyu stared blankly as Ye Chenfeng left the range, her eyes reddening more and more. No one had ever touched her body like that!

Except for that time five or six years ago when she was undercover in Capital City, and even then, she had been taken advantage of by Ye Chenfeng.

Of course, Ye Chenfeng hadn’t intended to take things any further with Chen Siyu! His last remark before leaving the shooting range was merely meant to tease her and had no lewd intentions because Ye Chenfeng was not a frivolous man.

... (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to qidian.com to vote recommended votes or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)