Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 491 - 330: You Anticipated My Anticipation_2

Chapter 491: Chapter 330: You Anticipated My Anticipation_2

If we can’t finish them, just take them back with us when we leave. I can handle them all by myself.

Feng Yi unwrapped an ice cream and started munching, while the boss sent an employee to take two boxes to the rest area.

Pan Weining came over hesitantly and briefly mentioned the matter at hand.

"It’s just that it was so sudden at the time, they didn’t react. Now they want to... relive it," Pan Weining said.

"You mean I should beat them again?" Feng Yi asked.

"Just one of the two is enough; they just want to see how they were hit last time."

"Sure," replied Feng Yi. It was a small matter.

Paintball gun in hand, Feng Yi headed to the nearest practice field.

This field had no targets as it was designed for combat practice, with sandbags and hay bales scattered around as cover.

Dongzi, already helmeted and armed, came over and said to Feng Yi, "I won’t attack you. I’ll just be behind those covers, and the distance is about the same as it was on the field. If you hit me, the game ends."

Feng Yi nodded his understanding, "Alright."

Since it was confirmed to be a one-sided attack, Feng Yi was even less rushed. He finished off the remaining ice cream in two bites, put on his helmet, and sat down on top of a hay bale.

While the other party wouldn’t attack, stepping into the practice field meant respecting its rules, so the helmet was necessary.

Seated on the hay bale, Feng Yi remained still.

Not far away, behind the irregularly arranged sandbags, a shadow occasionally darted back and forth.

No matter how much bouncing around the shadow behind the sandbags did, Feng Yi remained steady. If you didn’t look carefully, you might think there was a fully geared mannequin placed there.

Everything around him seemed irrelevant, even when a stray paintball from the next field whizzed by; he didn’t flinch nor spare it any attention.

In that moment, the person sitting on the hay bale seemed to have an air of cold indifference, as if aloof from the world.

Pan Weining and the others stood by watching, observing Dongzi bounce around inside.

"Dongzi’s got his energy back quick."

"He got knocked out early, so he’s had a good while to rest."

"Jumping around like a rabbit, that’s indeed tough to hit."

"You can hit him, but it might not deal effective damage."

"Eh? Feng Yi’s just staying still like that?"

"He did move, his head tilted slightly just now."

"Am I the only one who thinks he looks quite scary like this?"

"With the helmet on, the camera can’t capture his expression, but it feels weird, like... like..."

"Like for quite a while he didn’t ’seem’ like anything, at a loss for words.

Next to him, Pan Youning chimed in, "Like a snake that has its eye on the prey!"

"Exactly! There are snakes that hunt like that! Exceptionally patient, waiting for the moment, striking swiftly, a deadly blow!"

"It does give off that vibe."

"If he were also flicking his tongue in and out, that would be even more like it! Hahaha!"

Unable to stand it any longer, Pan Weining, standing nearby, slapped them on the arm.

"Behave!"

Morally speaking, Feng Yi was their lifesaver. Professionally, he was an expert from the United Association of Insurance. Making jokes about an expert from the United Association of Insurance?

As they were speaking, Feng Yi suddenly made his move.

When he moved, it was as if he hit fast-forward; they could barely see his hand move. They only heard the staccato of the paintball gun.

Dongzi, who had just jumped from one sandbag to another, slowly walked out, looking at the familiar orange paint mark on his chest. Yet there wasn’t a hint of comprehension on his face, still puzzled as to "how on earth did I get hit?"

Indeed, it was a complete reenactment.

Even the emotions were exactly the same!

No, the feelings were even more complex because this time he was prepared, and yet, he was still stunned!

Dongzi looked towards the stands.

Pan Weining, Wen Zhiyu, and others had similarly shocked and confused expressions, mixed with "damn" and "impressive."

Pan Youning took small, shuffling steps over and respectfully handed Feng Yi an unwrapped popsicle, "Brother Yi, you’ve worked hard!"

Dongzi came over with a listless posture, looked at Feng Yi and said, "Could this be the legendary, you anticipated my anticipation?"

The speed of a paintball is no match for a real bullet, and even if the equipment of this club is of higher quality, different is still different. A slight deviation in prediction would result in a miss, let alone replicating the same pattern of paint marks.

Feng Yi had already taken off his helmet. The previous aura of alienation and indifference had long since dissipated as if his earlier presence had been nothing but an illusion.

Just as he bit into the popsicle and heard Dongzi’s words, Feng Yi replied, "There was anticipation."

For Dongzi, the rapid dodging and leaping might seem fast to others, but in his eyes, it looked like it was slowed down by several times. The more focused his mind was, the slower his opponent’s movements appeared in his view. It wasn’t of any great difficulty.

Dongzi nodded, bowed towards Feng Yi, and the tone in his voice, now filled with respect for the stronger, changed, "Thank you for the advice!"

Then he asked, "Are you participating in the next match?"

Feng Yi said, "I won’t be joining."

Dongzi: "Why not join?"

After thinking for a moment, Feng Yi said, "My tactical system is different from yours."

The Pan brothers by the side: "..."

Please don’t mention the tactical system again!!!

Their group had booked the indoor field for half a day and, after a short break to change their gear, they could begin the next game. However, everyone’s mood was somewhat peculiar.

If Feng Yi didn’t join, people wouldn’t assume he was a novice not getting involved. Instead, they would realize it was about the difference in levels; if Feng Yi really entered the game, it would probably become a one-sided slaughter!

"Truly worthy of being an expert from the Joint Security Bureau, someone promoted exceptionally by the JSB truly has strength beyond the average person!"

"It was me, the blind one, who failed to recognize Mount Tai!"

"I thought it didn’t matter whether he was in or out before, but now that he’s not joining, I just can’t seem to get excited."

Half an hour later.

The ones who claimed they couldn’t get into the spirit of the game fought crazily once inside, as if through the process, they had once again affirmed themselves and regained confidence.

Feng Yi and Pan Youning, who had not joined the battle, walked over to the spectator stand.

This wasn’t the observation area for the coaches, but the grandstand for the audience.

"They’re fighting like madmen." Feng Yi looked at the situation below and said.

"If I brought a speaker here, they’d be even crazier."

The momentum was there, why not add some BGM?

Pan Youning wasn’t surprised.

"Brother Yu and the others prefer the tactic of firepower coverage."

Feng Yi watched the battle seriously for half an hour, and once again confirmed that Pan Weining’s and Wen Zhiyu’s tactics were not suitable for him. Indeed, it was the tactical system of ’little Pan’ that suited him better.

"Pan, about that tactical system you mentioned, I have a few more questions I’d like to ask." Feng Yi said.

Pan Youning: "..."

So, we’re not getting past this, are we!

After two rounds of shooting battles had ended, it was time for lunch.

Pan Weining had just come out when he saw Pan Youning’s face, looking like "I seem to have done something wrong" again!

His steps halted.

At this moment, Pan Weining once more had a bad feeling and wished he could just turn his head and leave.

Sporting a frightened look, Pan Youning came over and whispered, "Brother, didn’t you say he understood you? How come he still believes in it?! During this round, he asked me so many tactical questions again! I can’t handle it!"

Pan Weining: Headache.

Not far away.

Wen Zhiyu had just won a game and was flushed with victory. As he walked out, he saw Feng Yi, who had removed his equipment and seemed lost in thought, and suddenly he was struck with the idea of testing Feng Yi.

He tossed his paintball gun to a teammate, signaling everyone to be quiet, then stealthily approached Feng Yi from behind, planning to scare him with a surprise attack.

In his mind, Feng Yi was simulating some scenarios. He felt he had learned a lot that afternoon, especially the unique tactical system described by little Pan, which was worth pondering!

As he was immersed in the scenarios, he sensed someone rapidly approaching from behind. With a swift movement, he dodged the sneak attack, grabbed the person with lightning speed, lifted him, and threw him away.

Bang!

The person landed on a sandbag not far away.