Mercenary’s War
Chapter 567 - 567 562 Stand Up Straight When Getting Hit

567: Chapter 562: Stand Up Straight When Getting Hit 567: Chapter 562: Stand Up Straight When Getting Hit There were several referees, the most crucial one being the one who moved alongside the shooter, penalizing any foul play with either time penalties or direct disqualification.

The referees weren’t appointed by Arilan Moson Studio, nor by Gunfire Studio, but were selected by the IDPA themselves.

Besides the two referees moving with the contestants, there were several others present.

Based on the data provided by the mobile referees, they would announce the winner.

For such a major event, it was necessary to appoint several referees to avoid any disputes over the results, and now, the significance of the referees was becoming apparent.

After the president of the Rifle Association announced the winner, no one objected.

After a brief silence, the president of the IDPA Association followed up, “I also agree that the winner is Arilan Moson Studio.

Additionally, Mr.

Gao, right?

May I ask if you are a member of the IDPA Association?”

Gao Yang shook his head, smiling, “No, I haven’t joined any association.”

“I sincerely invite you to join the IDPA Association.

As a shooter already at a professional level, if you are interested in moving towards becoming a professional contestant, I think I can offer you some assistance.”

The president of IDPA didn’t say much and immediately started recruiting.

Before Gao Yang could even politely refuse, the president of the Rifle Association also added with a smile, “It seems you haven’t joined the Rifle Association either.

As a shooter, you definitely should join the Rifle Association family.

I earnestly invite you to join us.”

The National Rifle Association is the largest civilian organization in America, inherently a massive and broad organization that always seeks new members to expand its influence.

However, it was somewhat exaggerated for the president of the Rifle Association to personally recruit members.

As IDPA’s rival, the president of the IPSC California Branch also smiled and said, “Mr.

Gao, join the IPSC.

I believe IPSC is better suited for you.”

IDPA had split from IPSC because many felt that IPSC had moved beyond practical shooting and had become a sport.

However, it’s not exclusive; many individuals join both associations.

Someone else aimed a camera at Gao Yang while the flash of cameras never ceased.

Gao Yang secretly celebrated having brought large enough sunglasses and, after pulling his high-collar shirt to its fullest extent and covering half his face, along with wearing a hat, he wasn’t worried about being recognized even if photographed.

“Hey, buddy, I’m a reporter from Gun World.

Could you tell us where you practice your shooting?

With your skill, you just need to compete to have a chance at the championship.

Do you plan to become a professional contestant?

Also, you defeated Dave Brown, can you share your thoughts on that?”

At this moment, Jack whispered in his ear, “Join the association that invited you.

Trust me, it won’t do you any harm.”

Gao Yang felt overwhelmed for a moment, while Dave Buddy, still standing beside him, was largely ignored.

Arilan smiled subtly, addressing Dave Buddy, “Mr.

Buddy, although I can’t be sure if you will honor our bet, the contest has been decided, we’ve won, and you’ve lost.

I think, now, you should have no objections to that, right?”

Dave Buddy’s face turned ashen.

Whether he acknowledged it or denied it, whether he wanted to keep denying, the result was inevitable—he lost.

Dave Buddy had no choice but to accept his defeat.

If he decided to be stubborn, claiming there was a problem with the match and refusing to recognize the results, his situation would be even worse.

The attendees were all significant figures, and offending them all would jeopardize his position in the local Seattle market.

Initially, Dave was pleased to see many important people, but now, he resented their presence.

In a sudden outburst of rage, Dave yelled, “Dave!

I paid you one hundred thousand US dollars!

One hundred thousand—not ten!

Is this how you repay me with failure?”

Dave Brown’s face grew even more displeased as he coldly retorted to Dave, “Mr.

Buddy, this is a competition, and in competitions, there is winning and losing.

I never promised you I would definitely win, and I have done my best.

I performed at my highest level, so I have earned the hundred thousand dollars you paid!”

With fury on his face, Dave shouted, “Enough, I’m sure you must have conspired with them.

Tell me, how much money did Arilan give you to collude with them to deceive me?

Tell me, how much did he pay you?”

The outcome was already determined, but Dave could try to muddy the waters, positioning himself as a tragic figure trapped by his opponents.

In the future, he could at least claim this, finding a morally high excuse for his failure.

While Dave’s approach wouldn’t change the outcome, it could disgust people, at least enough to infuriate Arilan.

Arilan’s complexion drastically changed.

He definitely did not want to accept a victory that could be questioned—no matter how few might question it, it was unacceptable.

But he was truly helpless when his opponent was determined to sicken him.

What could he do?

Dave Brown was also furious as he loudly said, “Dave Buddy, you little man, don’t forget that it was you who came to my house and begged me to compete for you.

It wasn’t me who sought you out.

Don’t be so shameless.”

The argument drew Gao Yang’s attention.

He raised his hand and smiled, “Excuse me, everyone, we’ll talk about my issue later.

I think it’s better to let Mr.

Buddy face the reality now.

Persistently causing chaos will only damage his reputation further.

Oh, I think Mr.

Buddy might not care much about his image anymore.”

After finishing, Gao Yang walked over to Arilan’s side, shrugged at Dave Buddy, who was keen on causing them distress, and said, “When you make a mistake, you need to own it.

When you’re hit, you stand up straight.

Finding non-existent reasons to disgust us?

Mr.

Buddy, your idea is not very clever.”

Dave Buddy felt he had no future and decided to break the pot since he broke the pottery—he didn’t dare target the referee but insisted on pinning everything on Arilan and Dave Brown.

“Enough!

You hypocritical and shameless fellows, you set a trap for me to fall into.

An unknown minor defeating Dave Brown with dozens of championship titles?

Ha, that’s really funny!

Your tactics are too clumsy, too clumsy!

I will admit defeat and I will honor the bet, but I will tell everyone about the despicable means you used to win.

Just wait, you will be despised.”

Arilan felt that things were turning dire.

The crux of the matter was that Gao Yang had defeated Dave Brown.

Although there were many credible witnesses, for those who were not present, it was hard to believe that Dave Brown could lose to an unknown minor.

This issue could easily spiral into a conspiracy theory.

The president of the Rifle Association was also troubled because he was a witness as well as a referee.

If Dave Buddy started to spread that there was something fishy about this matter, his reputation would definitely be affected too.

“Mr.

Buddy, please mind your language, and try to keep some dignity.

Your actions will not affect the result in any way.”

“Mr.

Buddy, as a man, you must accept defeat!”

“Come on, Dave, you lost, and you did lose.

You might not honor the bet, as it has no legal binding, but you cannot slander!”

Many were displeased as they accused Dave Buddy.

However, Dave Buddy just sneered and remained silent.

At this moment, Gao Yang raised his hand and said loudly to a photographer carrying a camera, “Please come here and record what I’m about to say.

Thank you, thank you.

Are you recording?

Good, I’m going to start.”

After calling over the photographer and a few reporters, Gao Yang looked at Dave Buddy and said loudly, “Dave Buddy, the owner of Gunfire Studio, I am now formally informing you that your words and actions have had a negative impact on us.

This is defamation, but don’t worry, I don’t plan to send you a lawyer’s letter.

Now, what I want to say is, since you think this competition was rigged, then, we can have another match ten days from now.

I give you ten days to find new shooters to represent you, while Ariland-Moson Studio will still be represented by me.

You can choose anyone to compete.

The format of the competition remains unchanged, but the stakes must increase.

This time, whoever loses will not just simply avoid the winner.

The losing side will immediately close their studio and will be banned for life from engaging in any firearm-related businesses.

How about it?

Do you dare?”

After Gao Yang finished speaking, Dave Buddy remained silent while Arilan’s eyes sparkled as he said loudly to the camera, “I support this statement and agree to any bets.

Mr.

Buddy, do you dare?”

Dave Buddy’s face changed a few times, but he remained silent.

Then, he simply turned to walk away.

“Stop!”

The speaker was not Gao Yang, but the president of the Rifle Association.

“Mr.

Buddy, Mr.

Mosen has issued a new challenge to you after winning.

Please answer clearly whether you accept Mr.

Mosen’s bet or not.

If you are not planning to engage in a new match, then please conclude immediately!

Right now!

On the results of the recently concluded match.

If you still have doubts about the fairness of the match, please state them here immediately.”

Dave Buddy stopped in his tracks, and at this moment, Dave Brown boldly said to the camera, “I am Dave Brown.

I lost the three-gun competition on behalf of Gunfire Studio just now.

I personally guarantee with my honor and integrity that there was no unethical conduct in this competition.

I lost fair and square.

It was a great match, and I salute my opponent, a great marksman!”

After Dave Brown got ahead with his declaration, Dave Buddy finally shook his head, dejectedly said, “I admit defeat.

It was a fair contest, I lost, nothing left to question, and yes, I will honor my word.” (To be continued.

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