23 Chapter 23- The Be (2/2)
”HAHA, I am amazing, alright? I got the highest score, so it means I won.” Romnick proudly laughs as his score exceed Arvin but in the opposite way.
Well, he cannot be at fault because all of the bullets he fired strayed and coincidentally hit the civilian.
He thought that hitting them can also help him get some Score, but he didn't notice the (-) on the scoreboard and continued.
”Damn, your awesomeness killed all of the civilians!”
”Huh, aren't those the boss of those arm men?”
”Idiot, can't you see that they don't have a gun?”
”Eh, but they don't have an expression of panic on their face, so I thought they are the boss. HAHA.”
”From now on, I will not let you use a Gun or else many civilian will die from your hands.”
Looking at Romnick laughing like an idiot, Jack didn't have the energy to pay attention to him as he picks the Gun and felt it's coolness. He thought that the Gun was lighter than he expected, Romnick and Arvin continued their business as they shouted at each other. Looking at the room, all of the targets appeared, he spread his psychic force enough to enveloped the Gunroom.
His world became slower, raising his gun with the speed that ten times of that ordinary human all of the Targets are pierced through by the bullet on their head. With incense stick of time, all of the Targets have a hole on their head while some only have a scratch on the edge of the paper that he purposely did. He raised his head look at the score and saw that it was same as Arvin, so he walks out on the room and saw that Romnick and Arvin were still shouting at each other.
”I got the score;” Jack said.
”Oh already finish, Damn Romnick, it's your fault that I didn't see how Jack shoots his gun.”
”AHA, fine I lose, so don't make any fuss about.” Laughing, Romnick and Arvin entered the Gunroom and was speechless as they look at Jack dumbfounded.
”Jack, is this the first you held a gun?” Romnick asked with confusion.
Jack nodded, Romnick was speechless and turned his head toward Arvin who was dumbstruck. Shaking his shoulder, Arvin woke from his stupor as he looks at him with shining eyes.
”How did you do it, Jack?”
”Well, I only copied what you did.”
”Ehe, Jack, the fate is already telling us that you are fated to the shooting club.”
'It seems the rumors about Jack is falsified or else how could his comprehension to be this high?' Arvin lingering thought.
”We are both tied on this competition, so I think we can let it be, Romnick already lost, so there's no meaning for the 1st place anyway;” Arvin said with a smile.
”Then let's go and visit the Kick-Boxing club;” Jack said.
After they left the gun room, a middle-aged man was looking at the monitor in front of him. Inside the monitor was Jack figure shooting with the speed of a highly skilled gunner, the middle-aged man grinned as he said. ”Interesting.”