The man grinned and said to Gu Xiaoqing, "Perhaps no one has ever praised your shooting skills, not even Feng Qingyang mentioned to me that you can shoot. But I'm different. Everyone who's seen me shoot is shocked and uses various flowery words to describe me. But guns are for killing, and their compliments make me embarrassed to pull the trigger. So, I gave myself the nickname 'Loser,' and before anyone calls me that, I let them taste the bullets of 'Loser,' to show them who the real Loser is!"
"..."
Gu Xiaoqing stared at him for a while and said, "I think you should see a psychologist. If you put down your gun, I can cover the cost for you."
Fang Zhixue almost laughed at Gu Xiaoqing's sudden comment, but at such a moment, she couldn't help but admire Xiaoqing for remaining so relaxed.
The feeling of mutual admiration drew her to this woman she hadn't met many times and even had grudges with.
