"Bang!"
Just as Xiao Feng was about to head to the safe zone and continue to linger, a gunshot rang out from behind him.
He sprinted to the edge of the mountain, his back pressed tight against the rock face, his gaze fixed in the direction the bullet came from.
He saw a figure appear, probably about seventy or eighty meters away.
If they couldn't hit at this distance, it meant... their shooting skills weren't great.
Shooting without even a greeting indicated their character wasn't great either.
Of course, it was just a joke.
If Xiao Feng had the chance to take out an enemy with minimal effort, he'd certainly choose that too.
From this perspective, the other person's approach wasn't wrong.
Xiao Feng pulled the bolt, ready to fire back, but as his finger touched the trigger, four words flashed in his mind—extra credit warning.
This made him dismiss the idea of immediately eliminating the opponent, though he couldn't just let the ambush slide.
