Jackie Qiu scoffed, "I'm not interested in wasting time with you."
"Don't push yourself too hard!" Scarlett Ning also whispered.
Leon Chen gazed at her seriously, asking only five words, "You don't believe in me?"
Scarlett had never felt Leon so unfamiliar, his seriousness sending a tremor through her heart.
Perhaps it was the first time she saw Leon so earnest, Scarlett finally agreed to his request.
Others continued to sneer, anticipating a joke.
"A desperate struggle, do as you please," Jackie Qiu said, whispering something to Damien, who then glanced coldly at Leon.
Unlike Olympic flying disc shooting, which uses shotguns, the Club's shooting range used handguns. Leon selected two with minimal recoil and stood in the center of the field, closing his eyes.
In high-speed situations, make even faster judgments!
Create the illusion of time standing still!
With a beep, the shooting officially began.
When Leon opened his eyes, his pupils were as clear as spring water, and his ability No.101, Dynamic Vision, was activated.
Jackie Qiu had no interest in watching his shooting. It was impossible for a kid to beat Damien's record. He believed Leon was just a desperate struggler. "Scarlett, your choice of boyfriend is interesting, but you should find someone more capable next time," Jackie commented.
"Shut up! Don't call me Scarlett, and we'll settle accounts later," Scarlett retorted without even looking at him.
Jackie Qiu's expression changed but quickly returned to indifference.
Seeing her so concerned, Jackie sneered, "You can't seriously think your naive boyfriend can do it, can you? Haha."
But Scarlett's expression grew increasingly astonished.
Meanwhile, the hall felt as if a bomb had exploded, suddenly bursting with noise.
"Already two hundred!"
"Oh my god, that kid did it in less than thirty seconds."
"So fast!"
"Too fast."
"Already three hundred."
"Amazing."
More and more people couldn't sit still and crowded to the windows.
The calm observation tower erupted with waves of exclamations, as previously disdainful gazes turned incredulous at the boy's astounding performance.
Everyone was shaken by what was happening!
No more indifference, everyone held their breath. When the screen showed 700, the observation tower was almost lifted by the uproar.
"A new record! 700 in under fifty seconds."
"Damn, I got goosebumps. This kid is incredible."
"Is he a secret agent?"
"Impossible!"
Even the stern Damien was stirred, pushing through the crowd to the window.
At that moment, over twenty discs flew into the sky. Leon raised his guns, rotating 360 degrees on one foot, and each disc exploded in succession.
Dynamic Vision allowed him to see the trajectory of any moving object. While others saw it as a blink, to Leon, it was like a slow-motion scene in a movie.
Coupled with his extraordinary speed, Leon could do whatever he wanted.
Executing nearly perfect shots on the same level, Damien was shaken.
As the minute ended, the mad performance also concluded.
Everyone watched Leon walk in, unable to describe their feelings, their eyes wide as if they'd seen a ghost.
"Hahaha. Leon, damn, you're a genius. Hahaha." Lucas was the happiest, seeing Jackie Qiu's face, which looked as if he had eaten dung, was even more satisfying than discovering a rare bird.
The officers from both military districts were red-faced, unable to lift their heads in shame.
"How is this possible..." Jackie Qiu muttered, pale-faced.
Leon glanced at the display screen. The final number was 780, almost 100 more than Damien's 680. He was also surprised, using Dynamic Vision for the first time without giving his all. This ability was quite effective.
"Hey, kid, what's your name? I misjudged you. You're quite something," Damien chuckled, handing Leon a business card. "If you're interested in special training, look me up. I can introduce you to the world's best special forces."
"I have my own country," Leon replied coldly.
"That's not important. What's important is you could become the world's best quick shooter."
"Not interested."
"China is indeed an interesting place," Damien said with a meaningful smile, turning to leave the shooting range.
"Didn't expect I misjudged. Scarlett, you really found someone extraordinary!" Jackie Qiu forced a smile, his expression ugly. "Your boyfriend is far better than us."
"Get lost, and don't come causing trouble in North Beijing again, or not even your father can save you," Lucas said, in high spirits.
"Consider me blind. Scarlett, I apologize for today."
"Stop pretending. Weren't you just being aggressive?" Lucas sneered.
Jackie Qiu gave Leon a cold look, as if he wanted to swallow him alive. Amid the laughter of North China's officers, Jackie Qiu left with his men, tails between their legs.
The others didn't disperse, their eyes all on Scarlett.
"Kiss!"
"Kiss!"
"Give our hero a reward!"
They shouted passionately.
Scarlett approached Leon, her eyes filled with amazement.
Though she hid it well, her cheeks were slightly red. Being looked at like this made Leon's heart race. His carefree demeanor at the shooting range vanished, and he averted his gaze. "Scarlett, forget it, I don't want the reward..."
"You're such a..." Scarlett's voice carried a hint of confusion. She moved closer, her delicate hand lifting Leon's chin, pressing her warm lips to his cheek.
So it was just a kiss on the cheek...
Leon felt a bit disappointed.
Unexpectedly, her lips brushed past his cheek and kissed him full on the lips.
Her soft lips and the lingering kiss overwhelmed Leon with a sudden blaze, brighter and more sudden than lightning.
Leon was completely lost.
Seeing the two kissing passionately, Lucas's eyes filled with tears.
"Damn, why are you crying?" the bald man laughed.
"My Scarlett..."
"Come on, this kid deserves her. Jackie Qiu will definitely hold a grudge."
"From today on, anyone who dares disrupt Leon and Scarlett, I'll dig up their ancestors' graves."
Hearing these words, Leon broke into a cold sweat, while Scarlett seemed to kiss even more fervently.
…
Under the moonlight, Leon and Scarlett walked side by side on their way back. Lucas Luo wisely chose not to disturb the couple. Any previous doubts he had about Leon had vanished after his impressive performance.
At a fork in the road, Scarlett said, "The promise about breaking the record was something I made when I was fifteen and first entered the shooting range. I was probably too proud back then. I've already told the boss that the promise is now void." She wasn't sure why she explained, but she instinctively didn't want Leon to think she was too casual.
"When did you become so amazing?" Scarlett changed the subject. That terrifying shooting accuracy didn't seem like something a novice could achieve. "Have you been hiding your abilities?"
"I just didn't want that guy to take advantage of you. Somehow, I hit the targets," Leon avoided her gaze.
"Leon, are you the legendary 'Flash Miracle'?" Scarlett joked.
"Flash Miracle?" Leon had never heard of it.
"Yes, someone once told me that in extreme situations, some people can achieve impossible levels of performance. That's the Flash Miracle," Scarlett explained.
Leon had no response.
Thinking about the billion-to-one chance, perhaps it was true.
"You're making me more and more curious. When a man makes a woman curious, it's very dangerous," Scarlett teased.
Leon rolled his eyes. "A sensible person knows how to avoid danger."
"Exactly," Scarlett agreed, snapping her fingers. "So I'll control myself."
They chatted for a while, walking to a secluded, quiet place, perfect for a couple's rendezvous.
How did we end up here? Leon thought, embarrassed.
Seeing Scarlett, who also realized, she said, "Wait here for a bit, I have something to do."
After she left, Leon sat on a bench, the dim lights of the surrounding buildings keeping the path from being completely dark. The events of the day replayed in his mind.
Honestly, Scarlett and that man hitting over 600 flying discs in a minute was incredibly impressive. Especially Scarlett, who amazed Leon.
Grace Wang, Isabella Xiang, Scarlett... who were they really? They seemed to hide many secrets. Yet Lucas Luo and his people didn't seem to mind.
Leon smiled and closed his eyes. A sudden sense of danger struck him.
In a flash, sparks flew from where he had been standing.
A bullet!
Leon looked up to see a tall man aiming a gun at him.
"China is interesting. Are you a Spiritualist too?" the man laughed. It was Damien from the shooting range.
"Spiritualist?" Leon took a few steps back. "Are you here for revenge?"
"Revenge?" Damien shrugged, loading a bullet into the chamber. "Maybe a bit. Being beaten by an ordinary human is humiliating. Maybe you should know my other identity..."
The man smiled, revealing his teeth, and pulled the trigger.
The bullet spiraled out.
In the dark night, it shone like a bright line.
In that flash, Leon saw the man approaching rapidly, hearing his arrogant introduction.
"Call me the Fourth Dimensional Warrior!"