Hong Kong variety show: Young Master Kun, the ultimate behind-the-scenes boss!

"It seems you're going to lose." Peng Yixing said with a smile, looking at Chen Ziwen.

"My target hasn't even been announced yet, and you're already this confident?" Chen Ziwen looked at Peng Yixing with amusement.

"I know you're fast, a full twenty seconds faster than me, but shooting isn't just about speed, you also need accuracy," Peng Yixing lectured Chen Ziwen like a patient teacher.

Perhaps it was this victory, or perhaps it was the pressure from Chen Ziwen that raised his skills to a new level, or perhaps it was the huge sum of ten million that made Peng Yixing, who was originally aloof, become somewhat talkative.

Chen Ziwen maintained his smile throughout, no matter what Peng Yixing said. He was certain that the final result would surprise him and the others.

After leaving Peng Yixing's shooting range, the referee entered the shooting range where Chen Ziwen had just fired.

He hadn't thought much of it at first, but when he saw the target, he was completely stunned and exclaimed in surprise, "How could this be?"

The referee's exclamation left those watching the game completely bewildered.

This wasn't the first time; every time the referee saw a target, he would exclaim in surprise, leaving the spectators puzzled and curious.

What did the referee see that made him so surprised? Was his marksmanship so bad that he missed every shot? If so, that would be interesting.

What should have been a five-minute inspection of the targets took the referee a full ten minutes to complete before he came out of the range.

Everyone was waiting for the referee to call the target, and all eyes were on the referee.

"Chen Ziwen, time: 3 minutes and 15 seconds, 60 triple A's..." The referee swallowed hard and looked at Chen Ziwen in disbelief.

Upon hearing this answer, everyone present was stunned. A triple A is much more difficult than a double A. It requires firing three shots in a single instant and hitting the same spot with each shot.

The key point is that Chen Ziwen was so fast that everyone was stunned and stared at him in disbelief.

"You are very strong." Peng Yixing looked at Chen Ziwen with a serious expression, his previous playful smile completely gone.

"Sixty three-A's, even if the remaining ones are all just one A, he has already beaten Peng Yixing." Miao Zhishun's pupils dilated, somewhat shocked.

Are all the newcomers this strong now? They come out strong with their ultimate moves right away, how are the veterans like them supposed to compete?

Yu Wenhui would look at Chen Ziwen with starry eyes: This is her boss, he's so handsome.

Only Chen Ziwen remained calm and composed throughout, as if the result was nothing special.

Just then, the referee continued, "Chen Ziwen, total time: three minutes and fifteen seconds, sixty triples and fifteen quadruples."

After the referee finished speaking, the entire stadium fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Peng Yixing took a deep breath and looked at Chen Ziwen in shock. He had thought that Chen Ziwen might only get one A out of the remaining fifteen targets, but he didn't expect that he would get four A's.

This is more than just strong, it's off the charts! It's faster, more accurate, and it can even hit a quadruple Ace, while he's struggling to even get a triple Ace.

Most importantly, Chen Ziwen was only using ordinary firearms, without any modifications. If they had been modified, his strength would definitely have been even greater.

The difference between the two is not just a little bit; they are practically on different levels.

"Let's congratulate the birth of a new shooting champion!" The referee cheered loudly, looking at Chen Ziwen with excitement.

Chen Ziwen's achievement is like a milestone for the shooting club, and it is estimated that no one will break it for many years.

"Gun King, Gun King."

Cheers erupted throughout the venue, and everyone stared intently at Chen Ziwen as if he were their idol.

"You lost." Chen Ziwen looked at Peng Yixing with a calm expression.

For him, "Gun King" was just a title, meaningless.

"Yes, I lost." Peng Yixing gave a bitter smile.

He never imagined that one day he would lose, let alone lose so badly.

Then, she composed herself and looked at Chen Ziwen with a serious expression: "From today onwards, you are my boss."

He's a man of his word, and Peng Yixing isn't one to be a sore loser.

Moreover, by following Chen Ziwen, he might be able to improve his own strength. He doesn't expect to catch up with Chen Ziwen immediately; even if it takes five years to reach Chen Ziwen's current level, he would be willing.

“Okay, Wenhui contract.” After Chen Ziwen finished speaking, Yu Wenhui took out a contract for the security company’s shooting instructor and placed it in front of Peng Yixing. The latter did not hesitate at all, glanced at it and signed his name.

Even after Chen Ziwen, Peng Yixing, and the others left, the people in the room were still excited, feeling as if they had witnessed the birth of history.

"Strong, too strong."

Miao Zhishun watched helplessly as Chen Ziwen and Peng Yixing left.

Chen Ziwen's performance on the field was etched into his mind.

"Boss, you were so cool just now." Yu Wenhui looked at Chen Ziwen with eyes full of admiration.

Although she didn't understand, she could understand how amazing Chen Ziwen was just by comparing and contrasting them.

Peng Yixing, who was traveling with her, was a legendary figure who had won the shooting championship for several consecutive years. Moreover, she had just heard from the sidelines that Peng Yixing's strength had improved this time, which was why he finished in three minutes and thirty-five seconds and achieved a double A score.

But compared to Chen Ziwen, this result is simply weak. Three minutes and fifteen seconds, sixty triple A's, and fifteen quadruple A's are simply unbelievable.

Crucially, one of their weapons was meticulously modified, while Chen Ziwen's gun remained completely unmodified.

Chen Ziwen looked at Yu Wenhui as if she were his little fangirl, smiled, and said nothing.

"Boss, I have a question." At this moment, Peng Yixing, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

"Just ask."

"Isn't modifying the gun unnecessary?" Peng Yixing suddenly felt a little insecure about modifying the gun.

The two scores are too far apart. People who don't know much about it might say, "It's only a fifteen-second difference, right? And what's the big difference between a double A and a triple A or quadruple A?"

But for those who truly understand, it's a world of difference; otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed so readily to work for Chen Ziwen.

"Modifying a gun is naturally about making it more suitable for oneself." Chen Ziwen thought Peng Yixing would ask about marksmanship, but unexpectedly, he asked about modifying the gun.

He wouldn't modify the gun, and in Chen Ziwen's opinion, modifying the gun could indeed help him improve his strength.

"But," Peng Yixing was still somewhat conflicted and couldn't quite understand.

Why is Chen Ziwen so skilled even though he never modified his gun?

"Don't overthink it. Everyone is different. I just don't need someone who modifies guns," Chen Ziwen patted Peng Yixing on the shoulder and said softly.

This isn't Chen Ziwen bragging; it's the truth. He possesses top-notch firearms proficiency, and guns are like an extension of his body to him.

He was confident in the characteristics of each gun and only needed to make simple adjustments.

Any gun performs the same in Chen Ziwen's hands, whether it has been modified or not, which is why Chen Ziwen said that.

In Peng Yixing's view, Chen Ziwen's honest words were just a master marksman showing off, and a flawless one at that, one that could only be imitated.

"Okay, get in the car."

Ah Jie opened the car door, and Chen Ziwen got in. At his signal, Yu Wenhui sat in the passenger seat, leaving the back seat for Peng Yixing.

After Peng Yixing got into the car, A-Jie started the Rolls-Royce and left the gun association.

"Want to improve your marksmanship?" Chen Ziwen suddenly asked Peng Yixing in the car.

"think."

Peng Yixing's eyes lit up. Of course, he wanted to improve his marksmanship. To him, a gun was like his life.

"A gunman who has never killed anyone will never become a top gunman," Chen Ziwen said softly, looking out the window.

This statement seems to be telling Peng Yixing how to improve his marksmanship, and it also seems to be hinting at something.

Upon hearing this, Peng Yixing was energized, and all the things he couldn't understand before suddenly became clear.

A top-level marksman always harbors a deep ambition, having imagined countless times the scenario of firing a bullet into a person's body.

But he had been suppressing this thought all along, and he didn't know how long he could keep it up.

After hearing Chen Ziwen's words, he suddenly realized that no matter how well he shot the target, he could only improve his accuracy, not develop intuition.

This was precisely where Chen Ziwen was superior to him; he carefully recalled Chen Ziwen's performance on the field just now.

It's clear that Chen Ziwen didn't aim at any of his shots. He moved around casually, yet he was incredibly fast and accurate at the same time.

Peng Yixing was unaware that Chen Ziwen had only suppressed a portion of his strength; otherwise, Chen Ziwen could have finished the shooting range in less than three minutes.

Chen Ziwen spoke softly, but the carriage was small and the sound insulation inside and outside was excellent, so much so that A-Jie and Yu Wenhui in the front could hear what he said.

Ah Jie naturally didn't think much of it. Back when he was on the Fortune ship, he already knew how good his boss's marksmanship was.

As for Yu Wenhui, she was somewhat surprised, but she quickly told herself not to show it. She had long since realized that her boss was no ordinary person.

"Next, I will give you a chance. I hope you will not let me down." Chen Ziwen turned around and looked at Peng Yixing earnestly.

“I understand.” Peng Yixing knew what the opportunity his boss meant, and immediately he became eager to try it out.

What does it feel like to be shot?

Seeing Peng Yixing's state, Chen Ziwen knew that he had unleashed the beast within him, which was exactly what he wanted to see.

Some things can't be suppressed for too long. If suppressed for too long, a person will become abnormal. Only by releasing them in time can you relax.