On the fifth day since he had arrived at the hilltop club, si Rong had completed the task of disassembling a gun in five seconds, even exceeding that time limit.
After the two of them finished eating the breakfast that si Rong had prepared, si Rong took out the gun and disassembled it in front of Qin fan. He then quickly assembled it again. The movements of his long and fair fingers looked very light and agile, stunning everyone.
The vocabulary that flashed through Qin fan's mind was indeed stunning. It was different from his skill in disassembling and assembling firearms. He felt that there was a special kind of beauty to it after si Rong did many things, attracting people's attention.
He didn't know if it was just him or if si Rong really had that kind of charm.
"A total of eight seconds." Qin fan accurately reported the time and then turned to leave.
