77: Chapter 77: The Gunshot Rings Out! Murong Zhe is Dead!

"Execution!"

These two words were like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in the noisy Canteen.

Everyone's expression froze at that moment.

A deathly silence lasted for a full three seconds.

Immediately after, the crowd completely erupted!

"My god! Did I hear that right? Execution?"

"Damn it! Is the Company Commander that crazy? He's going to execute someone just for causing trouble in the Canteen?"

"That's too terrifying... This isn't military training anymore; this is risking our lives!"

"What did you think? How else do you think that 30% death quota came about?"

"It's over, it's over. This guy named Qin Feng has really kicked an iron plate this time. He's dead for sure!"

Discussions! Gasps! They converged into a wave of fear that swept through the entire Canteen.

Amidst this wave of fear, only two people felt unprecedented relief.

Murong Zhe clutched his swollen face, his inner smugness almost overflowing.

He looked at Qin Feng, his eyes filled with malicious satisfaction.

"Die! Hurry up and die!"

"This is the consequence of going against me!"

"I'll be watching to see how the bullet pierces your head in a moment!"

Shen Youchu felt every pore on her body relax.

The resentment and humiliation in her heart turned entirely into the thrill of victory in the face of the word "Execution".

"Qin Feng, do you see it?"

"This is the consequence of disobeying me!"

"Did you think you were tough? Did you think you could get rid of me?"

"In the end, aren't you still going to die in front of me like a dead dog!"

"Brother Feng!"

Zhao Hu's face turned pale in a flash, and he was drenched in anxious sweat.

He grabbed Qin Feng's arm, his voice laced with a sob.

"Brother Feng! Hurry up and apologize to the Company Commander! Soften up! Anything is better than being executed!"

Li Lang and Liu Wei were also scared out of their wits, chiming in from the side:

"Yeah, Brother Feng! A wise man knows when to retreat! As long as there's life, there's hope!"

In the Canteen, everyone's gaze was focused on Qin Feng, their eyes filled with pity.

Shen Youchu felt she had regained control. With the posture of a victor, she spoke sarcastically.

"Qin Feng, I told you to kowtow and apologize a long time ago, but you wouldn't listen."

"Regretting it now? Too late! This is the consequence of offending me!"

"Wouldn't it have been better to honestly be a tail-wagging simp?"

Murong Zhe also leaned in, his face showing undisguised mockery.

"You just had to pretend to be a tough guy, and what's the result? You're throwing your life away."

He arrogantly poked Qin Feng's chest with his finger and said, enunciating every word:

"Now look at you. Like I said, even Jesus can't save you!"

The chatter in the entire Canteen grew louder; everyone felt that Qin Feng's fate was sealed.

"How pitiful! I didn't expect that after being a simp for three years, Qin Feng would ultimately be unable to escape death."

"They say the most vicious heart is a woman's. Look at how smug Shen Youchu is; she looks like she wants to kill Qin Feng herself."

"Who's to say it isn't? A simp is a simp; you end up with nothing in the end!"

"Sigh, Qin Feng actually looks pretty good. Why did he have to fall for a woman like that?"

In an instant, discussions erupted in the Canteen. Many girls, upon learning of Qin Feng's history, even began to pity him.

Just then, Company Commander Zhou Hailong moved. Under the terrified gaze of everyone, he decisively drew his pistol.

"Click." The crisp metallic sound made everyone's hearts tremble.

He did not aim the muzzle at Qin Feng; instead, he stepped forward and handed the gun over, his cold eyes revealing no emotion.

"Shall I do it, or will you do it yourself?"

Boom! This sentence had an even greater impact than the word "Execution"!

Everyone was stunned by this god-like maneuver.

Execution... is this something you can do yourself?

Is this Company Commander too bold?

Isn't he afraid that Qin Feng will go completely mad before he dies, grab the gun, take a few people down with him, and start shooting wildly in the Canteen?

In TV shows and movies, aren't all those villains backed into a corner portrayed like that!

Just as everyone's minds were in chaos, Qin Feng spoke. His voice was as calm as an unfathomably deep ancient well.

"I'll do it."

The moment his words fell, he reached out his hand.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the gun, a strange cry pierced the air.

"Company Commander! You can't give him the gun!"

It was Murong Zhe! His voice was as shrill as a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Company Commander, think twice! If he decides to lose it and fights back with the gun before he dies, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Murong Zhe's words instantly woke everyone up.

"Yeah, Company Commander! Don't give it to him! It's too dangerous!"

"He's right! Even a dog will jump over a wall when desperate, let alone a human!"

"You'd better do it yourself to avoid any accidents!"

"If that doesn't work, just find a veteran to take him down and deal with it."

"Yeah, yeah, there are so many of us students here; what if an innocent person gets hurt?"

"Company Commander, revoke your order! Don't joke with our lives!"

"He's already a dead man; he's capable of anything!"

"Don't give him the gun! Please!"

For a moment, voices of dissuasion and pleading rose and fell.

However, Company Commander Zhou Hailong turned a deaf ear to it all.

His gaze, like two sharp knives, locked firmly onto Qin Feng's face, as if asking: Do you have the guts?

The next second, under the terrified gaze of everyone, Qin Feng's hand steadily gripped the handle of the gun.

He didn't hesitate in the slightest; his movements were smooth and flowing, so fast it made people dizzy.

Taking the gun, chambering a round!

"Swish—" The entire movement was done in one go, filled with power and beauty. The level of proficiency was not like a recruit at all, but rather like a battle-hardened professional killer!

Immediately after, he raised his arm, and the pitch-black muzzle traced a cold arc in the air.

It was not aimed at his own temple. Instead, it was aimed with pinpoint accuracy at the center of Murong Zhe's forehead!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Murong Zhe's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpricks.

He opened his mouth wide, wanting to scream, but could not make a sound.

Boundless fear, like a cold, large hand, tightly choked his throat.

"Bang!" A gunshot! Crisp! Decisive!

Amidst the deafening roar, a burst of fire exploded from the muzzle.

A nondescript bloody hole instantly appeared in the very center of Murong Zhe's forehead.

The terror and shock on his face were forever frozen at that instant.

His body, like a ragdoll with all its bones removed, fell straight backward.

"Thud!" The dull sound of him hitting the ground was like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely against everyone's hearts.

The entire Canteen was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned! What? Murong Zhe is dead!

Everyone's brains crashed, and the expressions on their faces were incredibly dramatic. Suffocating! Rigid! Petrified!