Jin Liang's bodyguard was at a loss for words; the prey he caught became Liu Chen's trophy, and that thought made him uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do. Their difference in strength was too great.
Jin Liang was still cursing him, but he kept his head down and didn't say a word.
"You useless thing, you can't even shoot better than others. What's the point of you being alive? You might as well go die."
Jin Liang angrily glared at him. Originally, he wanted to show off in front of Shangguan Yanran, but if he had known he would lose, he wouldn't have agreed to compete with Wang Tianhao's bodyguard.
Wang Tianhao was delighted and ran up to Jin Liang: "Who was it that said if they lost they'd run a lap here with their pants down? Hurry up, don't let us down."
Wang Tianhao was quite pleased this time. Liu Chen was his lucky star, not only skilled but also an excellent shooter. Truly a rare talent.
