Chapter 41: Sniper Rifle, Obliterating the Boys' Dormitory

Tang Tang has returned.

She gently placed the unloaded Glock pistol onto the desk.

The crisp sound of metal clinking echoed inside the dormitory.

She carried a faint scent of gunsmoke, mingled with a lingering trace of blood.

The tears that had previously stained her pretty face were gone, replaced by a chilling calmness, and her eyes burned with an eccentric light.

"I killed them."

Her voice was soft yet steady, sounding as though she were reporting a successful campaign to Qin Feng.

"Mm. Good job, Senior."

Qin Feng merely gave a nod, his gaze sweeping across her stunning face before looking away.

He had witnessed her transformation.

That delicate campus belle who used to weep for her boyfriend had died the moment she pulled the trigger.

Standing here now was a different Tang Tang.

A Tang Tang who had executed revenge with her own hands.

A member of his harem standing by his side, filled with awe for Qin Feng, the God of Death...

"Now, Senior, it is my turn to show you a performance."

Qin Feng's voice carried no ripples as he turned toward a heavy black weapon case.

The case sprang open, and a section of pitch-black metal lay quietly inside.

The Barrett M82A1.

The rifle body, over 1.4 meters long, radiated a brutal sense of oppression, every single component exuding an aura of death.

Qin Feng assembled the receiver and the barrel with practiced, fluid movements, completely devoid of any redundant actions.

The heavy metallic parts seemed weightless in his hands.

He picked up a bullet.

That massive cartridge was thicker than his finger.

Gao Yi's face surfaced in his mind.

In his past life, Gao Yi, acting as a student cadre, had repeatedly come to Room 415 to inspect for hygiene.

That artificially majestic sneer, that phrase "Room 415 is too dirty and messy," and the demerit he recorded.

Every single time, Gao Yi's eyes had held a mixture of jealousy and malice toward Qin Feng, simply because Qin Feng was better-looking than him.

Even more exasperating was the time Gao Yi led a group of people to directly confiscate Qin Feng's rechargeable emergency lamp.

It was merely an instrument used for illumination during power outages.

Yet Gao Yi insisted it was a prohibited appliance that posed a fire hazard, even going so far as to report it to the department's student affairs office.

He had wanted to slap Qin Feng with a disciplinary warning, or even place him on academic probation.

That was an attempt to directly ruin Qin Feng's future.

Back then, the murderous intent surging within Qin Feng's heart had nearly broken through the cage of his reason.

Fortunately, the teacher at the student affairs office considered it a trivial matter and merely told Qin Feng to throw the item away.

Yet this matter, this ledger, could not simply be left unsettled.

Now, the opportunity for retribution had arrived.

Firstly, to fulfill the promise made to Tang Tang, and secondly, to bring closure to the grudges of his past life!

Qin Feng's gaze was as cold as iron as he precisely pushed a bullet into the magazine.

Click.

A soft sound rang out.

He slid the magazine into the sniper rifle's slot.

Beside him, he had also laid out a full twenty rounds of backup ammunition.

These bullets were more than enough to send that pack of beasts on the rooftop straight to hell, or to strip away their last ounce of courage to resist.

He also swapped his M16 assault rifle for a fully loaded magazine.

He possessed absolute confidence that, through precise aimed shots, he could mow down all the male students on the opposite side who posed a threat to Wang Zi, cutting them down like wheat.

This was his promise to Tang Tang.

Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang both stood quietly beside Qin Feng, watching him prepare all of this.

Their breathing grew heavier, their chests heaving violently.

Both of them knew that a slaughter was about to commence, and they had the privilege of witnessing the entire process.

Carying the Barrett, Qin Feng walked over to the balcony.

He skillfully set up the sniper rifle behind some discarded cardboard boxes and sundries, the muzzle peering through a gap, locked steadily onto the opposing male dormitory building.

From here, he could clearly observe everything, while the people opposite would find it extremely difficult to spot this God of Death hidden within the shadows.

Meanwhile.

On the rooftop of the opposite male dormitory building.

The atmosphere was already tense to the breaking point.

A male student used a red brick to draw a crooked white line right down the center of the rooftop's concrete floor.

This was the boundary line of Chu and Han.

Wang Zi led a group of people up from the eastern side of the dormitory building.

Gao Yi, on the other hand, led another faction emerging from the western stairwell.

Both sides were armed.

Iron pipes, wooden clubs, and dismantled bed frames.

The faces of quite a few male students had turned pale with fright, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Yet in the eyes of many more, there burned a madness and bloodlust brought on by a surge of adrenaline.

They had already prepared themselves to kill.

...

Right at that moment, the door to Room 301 was knocked upon once more.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Tang Tang, are you inside?"

An anxious yet exceptionally sweet and alluring girlish voice drifted in.

"Open the door, Tang Tang? Are you there? I know you're in there!"

Recognizing Mu Qingyan's voice, Lin Yuwei looked over at Qin Feng with a hint of doubt, wondering whether she should open the door.

Qin Feng's eyes remained glued to the scope, not even turning his head.

"Yuwei, go open the door."

"Oh." Lin Yuwei walked over and unlocked the door.

Mu Qingyan rushed in like a gust of wind, her face painted with deep worry.

"Ah, Yuwei baby, you're here too."

"Tang Tang, you really are here! I thought I heard gunfire from next door just a moment ago, and I was so worried about you, are you alright? Also, I went to look for Jiang Chuyi, and she said..."

Mu Qingyan's voice ground to an abrupt halt.

She caught sight of the scene inside the room.

First, she saw Tang Tang.

Tang Tang stood right there, stunningly gorgeous, with a cold expression, her beautiful hair veiling one eye, resembling a complete stranger—much like a female assassin from an anime game.

Lin Yuwei stood quietly beside Qin Feng, her face filled with adoration like a little rabbit.

Finally, Mu Qingyan's gaze was drawn to the figure of a male student on the balcony.

A male student.

His body was hidden behind a pile of sundries, and a black rifle of exaggerated proportions protruded from a gap, its muzzle radiating a chilling aura of death.

Mu Qingyan's breathing instantly stalled.

Her entire body froze in place.

Qin Feng turned his head to glance at this legendary campus belle as well.

Mu Qingyan was indeed a breathtaking beauty, truly worthy of being the captain of the campus cheerleading squad.

Her figure was supreme, tall and slender, with a waist impossibly thin.

Yet her hips were full and upturned, forming a breathtaking curve.

The fullness of her chest was on the verge of bursting through her tight athletic tank top.

Her delicate face was currently painted with terror and disbelief.

Habitually wearing a black low-cut slip dress, her shoulders and collarbone were as white as snow.

A pair of jade legs, long and straight, were clad in nude-colored silk stockings...

At that exact moment, the system's prompt chime rang out in Qin Feng's mind.

[Would you like to bind the third campus belle?]

"Bind."

[Name: Mu Qingyan]

[Gender: Female]

[Height: 170 cm]

[Weight: 55 kg]

[Department: Law School]

[Hobbies: Dancing, Piano]

[Type: Sexy Hot Girl]

[Emotional Progress Bar: None]