Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment - Chapter 959

959 Are You Sure You Can Test My True Strength?
Liu Fanghai quickly drove the jeep back. The moment he got out of the car, he rushed up excitedly and hugged Ye Feng.

“Mr. Ye, aren’t you too amazing? You actually hit the shell. I, Old Liu, really admire you…”

It could be seen that his words came from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone could understand his feelings, because they were also excited like him. They were completely conquered by Ye Feng.

They had never expected that this seemingly weak young man would actually be able to use his gun technique to the acme of perfection.

“Brother Liu, do you know how he fired just now?” Cheng Fei’er’s face flashed with craftiness as she immediately asked.

“How did he shoot?” Liu Fanghai was confused. “How else can he shoot? Isn’t it just aiming and pulling the trigger?”

Cheng Fei’er covered her mouth and laughed. “He shot with his eyes blindfolded.”

The smile on Liu Fanghai’s face froze. Then, he felt his legs go weak and he almost knelt on the ground. “He shot it blind… blindfolded?”

Seeing him like this, everyone present burst into laughter.

Liu Fanghai looked at Ye Feng in a daze. “Mr. Ye, are you playing with my life?”

Fortunately, he was far away and did not see clearly. If he knew that Ye Feng was shooting with his eyes covered, he would probably pee his pants on the spot.

Ye Feng smiled and patted his shoulder. “Aren’t you fine? Not a single hair is missing.”

Liu Fanghai looked at him in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

It was already shocking enough that this guy could hit a bullet shell from 1,000 meters away.

This kind of marksmanship could be compared to Sniper God Li Qiang.

Now that he heard that the other party had shot with his eyes blindfolded, this completely overturned his understanding of marksmanship!

Was this guy even human?

At this time, Arthur slowly walked in front of Ye Feng. “Mr. Ye, I have never heard of your gun skills. I take back my disrespectful words. If you don’t mind, we, the Sirius Assassin Alliance, are willing to join the Golden Soup Security and serve you.”

The higher-ups of Golden Soup Security had just recovered from their shock. When they heard his words, they were overjoyed.

With the addition of the Sirius Assassin Alliance, the Golden Soup Security Company’s strength would definitely soar.

Ye Feng also had a smile on his face. He took the initiative to extend his hand. “On behalf of Golden Soup Security, I welcome the Sirius Assassin Alliance.”

Arthur shook hands with him on behalf of the Sirius Assassin Alliance. “Although we’ve decided to join Golden Soup Security, I still want to finish this bet.”

Everyone present was confused. Since they had already joined, was there still a need to continue this bet?

Arthur seemed to have noticed everyone’s confusion and immediately explained with a smile, “Mr. Ye’s strength today has completely overturned our understanding, so I want to see how many more surprises he can bring us.”

Including the Golden Soup Security guards, they also looked at Ye Feng eagerly.

To be honest, they also wanted to know how much strength their new boss could display.

Ye Feng touched his nose. “Are you sure you can probe my true strength?”

His words were a little arrogant. The other party was the strongest in the mercenary world. If an ordinary person dared to say such words, they would probably die without knowing how they died.

But when Ye Feng said these words, they could barely accept it. After all, the marksmanship that he had displayed earlier had indeed killed everyone present.

Arthur’s expression returned to its original arrogant look. “Mr. Ye, I admit that your marksmanship is better than any of us, but you may not be a match for us if we compare other skills.”

Ye Feng smiled noncommittally. “Then what else do you want to compete in?”

Arthur looked back at the simulated forest area behind him. The forest area was completely modeled after a tropical rainforest and covered an area of at least a few hectares.

In a place like the gambling city where every inch of land was worth gold, the strength of Golden Soup Security could be seen from the fact that there was such a forest area.

“Our second round will be a competition of reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance abilities,” Arthur said as he took out two pistols. “We will each hide a pistol in the forest. We are allowed to set traps and traps to confuse the other party. The first party to find the other party’s pistol wins.”

After Ye Feng heard this, his lips curled up. “Interesting. What about the bet?”
Arthur threw him a pistol. “If I win, the 20-year contract will be changed to one year. I’ll reconsider if I want to make an appointment after one year.”

Ye Feng pursed his lips. “Then if I win, your contract will be extended to thirty years.”

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard his bet.

A 30-year contract? Wasn’t this too exaggerated?

Arthur was already in his thirties. If he signed a thirty-year contract, he would be in his sixties. It was no different from selling himself.

Arthur smiled confidently. “No problem.”

Obviously, he did not think that he would lose.

Even though Ye Feng had displayed superb gun techniques, and he was very impressed, however, in terms of reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, the other party might not be good at it.

As for the Sirius Assassin Alliance, they had accumulated experience through countless life and death trials. How could a young master who had never been on a real battlefield compare to them?

The two of them then went to Golden Soup Security’s warehouse to find the equipment they needed.

Before they left, Liu Fanghai hung two sports cameras on their shoulders to monitor their movements in the jungle. This was to make it easier for others to watch.

After everything was ready, the two of them clinked their fists and then walked toward the simulated forest.

Liu Fanghai, Cheng Fei’er, and the others looked at the backs of the two people as they gradually walked away, and they were faintly looking forward to it.

“Who do you think will win this round?”

“Is there a need to ask? Of course it was Arthur. He’s an assassin after all, and it’s common for him to be in the jungle.”

“I think so too. Although Mr. Ye’s marksmanship is good, he’s used to living like a king. How can he compare to Arthur?”

“Then how long do you think it will take for Arthur to find what Mr. Ye hid?”

“I’m guessing half an hour?”

“I’m guessing twenty minutes.”

“Ten minutes, no more…”