"Oh? What are we betting?"
Feng Luo was just feeling a little bored, so he did not directly decline a provocation that was recreational.
Black Panther extended one hand to grab his sniper rifle while the palm of his other hand expanded, exposing a bunch of yellow bullets. "Everyone has ten normal bullets," he explained. "The target is that group of Level-25 Sea Vultures. One point for injuring one, two points for killing one. We'll compare the final total. I saw you practicing with the sky for a while from the ship, so this should not be taking advantage of you, right?"
"What's the prize?" asked Feng Luo.
