Romnick eyes lit up as notice the people inside holding guns.

Jack also glance at the fire-arms with interest, Arvin was glad that his friend took a liking to fire-arms, so he walks in the nearby cabinet as he took a headphone and handguns.

Showing the Handguns and Headphone, Arvin looks at them and said. "Here are the headphone, make sure you put them on because it's hurt to the ears as this was your first time using a Gun, don't use them if you want but I warn you."

"Here are the four Guns you two will use, Glock 17/19, S&W M&P9 M2.0, Springfield XD Mod2, and S&W Model 686+, this type is easy to use as their recoil is not strong;" Arvin said.

Jack and Romnick nodded.

"And as for the practice, we will only use one so that I can guide you two how to handle a Gun, and please don't point it carelessly on someone if you don't want to go in the jail."

Entering one of the room, Jack saw that the Gun section room was different from the Archery section. While the latter is an open field, the Gun section room is like a box of steel. In the front, are full of dummies and mechanics that will suddenly pop up a human target with Gun on their hands.

Of course, it was an only paper called threat down silhouette target there are also 50-Sheet Targets for Shooting, Competition Target, and many things for practice shooting.

"How about this, let's compete with a Gun, you see there is also points/score system in this Gunroom." Pointing at the box like thing displaying 000 on it, Arvin continued and said.

"There is Ai here that can record our points also we have a ranking system, see the tv over there."

"That's the ranking system we used to know the highest and skilled gunner in this club you two will have to register or else the system will never recognize you. I prefer that you two use an alias if you don't want to be known, but in my case, I don't think I can hide as I was the vice-captain. So me and captain Rex used our real name for reputation, while we are on the top, there are many skilled gunners in this room."

"After your registration, I will be the first one to use the practice room to demonstrate you the use of Guns, so you have to watch seriously. If you want to start our little competition or after the demonstration is up to you." Smiling, Arvin fixed his glasses as he looks at Jack and Romnick.

"So What the bet?" Romnick said with a burning flame on his eyes.

Arvin thought for a while then said." How about this, the last place will treat us to the most expensive restaurant, so what do you think?" Grinning, he smiled at Romnick as if provoking him.

Looking at the expression of Romnick, Jack thought. 'This musclehead will agree to it, I am sure of it.'

As he expected, he heard Romnick saying. "You sure are arrogant, do you think you can defeat me because you are the vice-captain of this club, you're too naive. HAHA."

Arvin ignored Romnick and whispered to Jack. "We have a free meal." Smiling he looks at the muscle-head in front of him as he took the gun in the table, Arvin walks in the front full of concentration.

A silhouette suddenly appeared from the ground, Arvin quickly shoots at it as the figure was pierced through its head. As the times goes by, the speed of the popping silhouette increase, Arvin speed also took a huge leap. When the time is over, Arvin looks at his score of 905 with a satisfied expression.

"Oh, you got a high score there, but if that all you can do then your defeat is inevitable." Taking a two gun on the table, Romnick arrived in the front with confidence that pierces through the heaven.

"Jack come with me behind the bulletproof glass to make sure we don't get hit by a stray bullet." Walking behind the glass, Arvin makes sure that there was no one in the training room beside by Romnick.

"He was sure optimistic about this, huh;"

"Well, even he's like this, don't you find it refreshing that his presence alone made you comfortable?" Arvin said with a gentle smile, his glasses flash as he looks at Romnick.

After 2mins, Arvin looks at the score and saw -950 his jaw dropped as this was the first time he saw someone at the top in the lowest score. Looking at the paper target who had a hole in their head, he was speechless because those Targets are the civilian he supposed to avoid hitting.

"HAHA, I am amazing, alright? I got the highest score, so it means I won." Romnick proudly laughs as his score exceed Arvin but in the opposite way.

Well, he cannot be at fault because all of the bullets he fired strayed and coincidentally hit the civilian.

He thought that hitting them can also help him get some Score, but he didn't notice the (-) on the scoreboard and continued.

"Damn, your awesomeness killed all of the civilians!"

"Huh, aren't those the boss of those arm men?"

"Idiot, can't you see that they don't have a gun?"

"Eh, but they don't have an expression of panic on their face, so I thought they are the boss. HAHA."

"From now on, I will not let you use a Gun or else many civilian will die from your hands."

Looking at Romnick laughing like an idiot, Jack didn't have the energy to pay attention to him as he picks the Gun and felt it's coolness. He thought that the Gun was lighter than he expected, Romnick and Arvin continued their business as they shouted at each other. Looking at the room, all of the targets appeared, he spread his psychic force enough to enveloped the Gunroom.

His world became slower, raising his gun with the speed that ten times of that ordinary human all of the Targets are pierced through by the bullet on their head. With incense stick of time, all of the Targets have a hole on their head while some only have a scratch on the edge of the paper that he purposely did. He raised his head look at the score and saw that it was same as Arvin, so he walks out on the room and saw that Romnick and Arvin were still shouting at each other.

"I got the score;" Jack said.

"Oh already finish, Damn Romnick, it's your fault that I didn't see how Jack shoots his gun."

"AHA, fine I lose, so don't make any fuss about." Laughing, Romnick and Arvin entered the Gunroom and was speechless as they look at Jack dumbfounded.

"Jack, is this the first you held a gun?" Romnick asked with confusion.

Jack nodded, Romnick was speechless and turned his head toward Arvin who was dumbstruck. Shaking his shoulder, Arvin woke from his stupor as he looks at him with shining eyes.

"How did you do it, Jack?"

"Well, I only copied what you did."

"Ehe, Jack, the fate is already telling us that you are fated to the shooting club."

'It seems the rumors about Jack is falsified or else how could his comprehension to be this high?' Arvin lingering thought.

"We are both tied on this competition, so I think we can let it be, Romnick already lost, so there's no meaning for the 1st place anyway;" Arvin said with a smile.

"Then let's go and visit the Kick-Boxing club;" Jack said.

After they left the gun room, a middle-aged man was looking at the monitor in front of him. Inside the monitor was Jack figure shooting with the speed of a highly skilled gunner, the middle-aged man grinned as he said. "Interesting."