Reborn Heiress: Seeking Revenge
Chapter 42 Not Convinced Until You Are Convinced_1

Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Not Convinced Until You Are Convinced_1

No one saw clearly how she moved or how she broke their bones. Instantly, the hall filled with gasps and painful screams. Shangguan You, dressed in white, stood leisurely in the center of the hall. Her cold, glittering gaze swept over those who had fallen, eventually settling on Yang Yi and Duan Gang.

Feeling her icy gaze, Yang Yi broke out in a cold sweat. If she had wanted to kill, he believed no one would have been able to escape. Should someone as powerful as her take over the Qing Gang, the gang would surely reach new heights. It was no wonder Li Qing and his sister were willing to follow her.

"From this day forward, I, Yang Yi, will follow the Young Miss to the death!" he proclaimed.

"I, Duan Gang, am also willing to follow the Young Miss!" he added.

With Yang Yi and Duan Gang taking the lead, the other Qing Gang brothers naturally accepted Shangguan You as their new leader.

"Is there anyone else who objects?" Shangguan You nodded, her gaze shifting to those who remained neutral. Her deep eyes swept over Zhong Mingyang. She didn’t believe that everyone willingly accepted her as their leader. She had seen the look in Zhong Mingyang’s eyes very clearly just now. Though just a doctor, his prestige within the Qing Gang was no less than Li Qing’s. Those who had remained neutral had only done so after seeing his expression.

"Having had the honor of witnessing the Young Miss’s abilities today, I am truly impressed," Zhong Mingyang said. As he spoke, two small, silver pistols appeared in his hands. "However, as a humble doctor, I consider my marksmanship to be quite decent. Therefore, I would rather not experience the Young Miss’s almost supernatural martial arts firsthand. Instead, I propose we compare our shooting skills. What do you say?"

He twirled one gun deftly in his right hand. Then, with a flick of his left, the other pistol flew towards Shangguan You—fast, accurate, and powerful.

A slight smile touched Shangguan You’s lips. She agilely leaped into the air, her slender right hand shooting out to accurately catch the pistol in mid-flight.

"How shall we compare?" she inquired.

"We just witnessed Miss Shangguan’s incredible speed in breaking bones—fast, precise, and ruthless. Let’s compete in the simplest way: we’ll each have an apple placed on someone’s head. The challenge is to see who can shoot the apple without letting it fall to the ground. How about that?" A roguish smile played on Zhong Mingyang’s lips. He had grown up with Li Qing and Li Lan; he and Li Qing were as close as two peas in a pod. Since Li Qing had submitted to her, he was curious to see if she possessed the ability to make him submit as well.

Shangguan You’s lips twitched fiercely. This twisted doctor and his proposal—placing an apple on someone’s head was already odd enough, but expecting the apple not to fall after being shot? That would be truly bizarre! An apple isn’t a patient; naturally, it would fall if shot. There’s no need for chivalry with an apple. A twisted person indeed, coming up with such an eccentric challenge. Thus, the image of the ’twisted doctor,’ Zhong Mingyang, took root in Shangguan You’s mind.

In her previous life, she had barely touched a pistol, let alone had the chance to encounter such a weapon. But in this life, within Shangguan You’s memories, she had encountered guns many times and had even played with them on a few occasions. In her home in Beijing, she had quite a collection, all gifts from Lin Wenjie and Duan Zixuan. Guns from these two were naturally top-tier, the best of the best.

"Fine, you go first," Shangguan You said coolly, glancing at Zhong Mingyang. With such ease and composure, he must have a way to prevent the apple from falling. Ever since she started practicing the ’Medical Volume Five,’ her eyesight, speed, and memory had continually improved. She refused to believe that, with these abilities, she would lose.

"Alright, one shot to determine the winner," Zhong Mingyang said, lifting his head slightly. An apple was already perched on Li Lan’s head. Li Lan stood steadily in the center of the hall, her face devoid of fear. It seems this twisted doctor frequently plays this game, Shangguan You inwardly remarked. A twisted person indeed, with a preference for exceedingly unusual games.

"Young Miss, watch closely." Zhong Mingyang’s smile widened. He was eager to see how Shangguan You would win. For a sharpshooter with excellent marksmanship, hitting an apple on someone’s head was a piece of cake. The real difficulty lay in how to make the apple absorb the bullet’s impact without falling, especially since the person was standing in the middle of the room with nothing nearby to use for support.

"Young Miss, I believe you can definitely win!" Li Lan said, offering Shangguan You a radiant, trusting smile as she confidently placed the apple on her own head. Li Lan’s adoration for Shangguan You was unconditional, her trust in her blind.

Seeing Li Lan’s unwavering faith, Shangguan You gave a small, wry smile inwardly. She herself was doubtful of victory. Hitting the apple would already require some luck; ensuring it didn’t fall was an even greater challenge. She’d have to see how this twisted doctor managed it first, then try to copy his method. She inwardly scorned herself for the thought.

"Watch closely," Zhong Mingyang’s steady voice rang out. He held the gun in his right hand and a delicate scalpel in his left. Seeing the scalpel, Shangguan You’s mouth twitched again. Damn it, is he openly trying to show me up? As a doctor, he was naturally more proficient with a scalpel than with an ordinary knife. A twisted person always comes up with even more twisted methods!

"Bravo, Doctor Zhong! Well done!"

Cheers and applause erupted from the onlookers. It seemed Zhong Mingyang had performed such feats many times before. Amid the cheers, his hands moved in perfect concert. His right hand fired a steady shot, hitting the apple squarely. Simultaneously, his left hand flicked out the scalpel. It struck the apple with the force of splitting bamboo, pinning it securely to the wall. The dark bullet, embedded in the apple’s core, was clearly visible to everyone.

Another wave of cheers swept through the hall. "Young Miss, it’s your turn," Zhong Mingyang declared, blowing lightly on the muzzle of his pistol, a faint smile on his lips. "If you can replicate this, I, Zhong Mingyang, will pledge my loyalty to you and obey your every command." He had practiced this move, coordinating both hands, for several years. Now, he felt a flicker of anticipation for Shangguan You’s attempt.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Shangguan You took a deep breath. She aimed the pistol in her right hand at the apple. Meanwhile, her left hand’s fingers securely held two Golden Needles. The twisted doctor used a scalpel; she would use Golden Needles. She just wasn’t sure if the Golden Needles had enough force to pin the apple to the wall.

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