Arriving at the interior of the shooting range, after bypassing the formal indoor training area at the front, Lu Yu, under the guidance of Yunting, went directly to an outdoor field at the back of the range.
At this moment, a group of wealthy scions, each holding an AWP rifle, were shooting at a moving target 500 meters away. Behind them were bodyguards, each holding a large box. Lu Yu didn't need to look to know each box was filled with cash.
"What a money pit,"
Lu Yu said thoughtfully, squinting slightly at the scene before him.
"Young Master Lu, would you like to place a bet and play a few rounds?"
Seeing the scene, Yunting seemed quite excited: "Of course, the costs are on me. This is exhilarating!"
"Bet?"
Hearing Yunting's words, Lu Yu shook his head and then said, "Bet on ring scores? I'm here for business, not interested in this."
This time, Lu Yu came to find the whereabouts of that mysterious sniper, not to chase thrills or play this gambling game.
