Ou Qieyu's gaze fell on Qinghe's gun; there were many people who could meet the other conditions, but after all, the force a gun can exert is limited. Yet, she had achieved it. Did this mean that her ability to do so was not only due to her own skills but also because of her gun?
He considered his abilities to be not inferior and was also capable of killing two people with one shot. However, killing three was impossible. By his own standards, how could Qinghe, a girl, be any better? It's not that he was underestimating her.
On the contrary, this was him already giving Qinghe considerable credit. He had been handling guns since the age of three and, perhaps due to good genetics, he had always had an unusually high sensitivity and talent for machinery. He refused to believe that he, a man in his twenties, could lose to a girl barely in her teens. Unless she started training from the womb, there was no way she could surpass him.