"Where did they get the guns? They're not fake, are they?" Fatty spat unhappily.
Hearing this, Liu Tingting looked at Wang Yue'e, who was walking at the edge. "Who were those two people? Yue'e, do you know them?"
At her words, everyone turned their gaze to Wang Yue'e.
"That's the new math teacher at our city high school."
Having just been snubbed, Wang Yue'e felt somewhat awkward and annoyed.
"He hasn't been at our school for more than a few days. Didn't he just say he didn't know us well?"
Liu Tingting: "What about the other girl?"
Wang Yue'e rolled her eyes. "That girl practically had her whole face covered. Did you even see what she looked like?"
After Wang Yue'e finished speaking, the remaining five exchanged glances discreetly.
"Could those two be players?" Liu Tingting guessed.
"Possibly," Fatty Zhang chimed in from behind. "Ordinary people rarely carry guns; maybe they're even veteran players."