I just want to be stable, I was hung up and became a Valkyrie

Chapter 86 Hit him in the face!

Shen Qian didn't expect the world to be so wonderful. Before he set off, he had mentioned this person to Zhou Xiaoguang, and he met him in a blink of an eye.

"It's really Wang Shuo, the Wang Shuo on TV."

"Why is he here?"

"Wang Shuo fired at Squad Leader Chen?"

Zheng Shaoyang and the others were a little dazed, both excited to see their idols and at a loss in the face of unexpected situations.

Shen Qian was the first to react, and hurried over to help Chen Feng up.

Shen Qian glanced at the wound on Chen Feng's leg, and then took a deep breath.

A two-finger-wide blood hole pierced through Chen Feng's thigh, his flesh and bones were shattered and dripping with blood.

"Does a pistol hurt you that much?"

Shen Qian was a little dazed.

It is undeniable that guns and shells are equally lethal to warriors, but this lethality decreases with the increase of cultivation level. After reaching a certain level, the power of hot weapons is almost nothing.

At this time, Chen Feng's wound was not only terrible, but judging from his lack of strength to stand up, he knew that the bullet had seriously injured him.

"This is not an ordinary pistol, but a psionic gun."

Chen Feng was worthy of being a soldier, although he was sweating profusely from the pain, he still kept his expression on. He supported Shen Qian and corrected him.

"Psionic gun?" Shen Qian was taken aback.

"Guns that burn aura as kinetic energy, the bullets are also specially made, and the force of the fired bullets can easily reach thousands of kilograms."

Chen Feng explained.

"His pistol is one of the high-end items, and it has enchanting effects. Now my whole body's vitality has been scattered."

Shen Qian nodded knowingly, no wonder the gaudy gun in Wang Shuo's hand was different from the ones Shen Qian had seen in movies.

"The psionic gun is a controlled weapon, do you have a license to hold a gun?"

After the gunshot, Song Ye rushed over with his people, and he said to Wang Shuo with a serious face.

"I don't have a gun license, but I have this."

Wang Shuo said something lightly, took out a badge and pinned it on his chest.

It was a badge with a base shape similar to Shen Qian's warrior badge, but unlike the bronze material of the beginner's badge, Wang Shuo's badge was made of dazzling silver.

On the front of the badge, in the middle of the simple jungle pattern, is the word "hunting" in ancient traditional Chinese.

"Intermediate hunter?"

Song Ye's expression froze.

"Hunters can hold guns?" Seeing that Song Ye's expression was wrong, Shen Qian asked with a frown.

For Chen Feng, Shen Qian respected him quite a bit.

Not only because he is a soldier, but also because the other party gave up the rare rest time, and came back to preside over the elite training class just because of President Huang's words.

And Shen Qian was the only one present who had no special feelings for Wang Shuo.

He didn't have the heart to pay attention to these before, but now, he doesn't need to.

Before that, he just regarded the other party as a benchmark that can be surpassed, a competitor on the road to the top of the college entrance examination, nothing more.

At this time, he had already developed a slight dislike for this young man who always had a high posture.

There seemed to be other reasons for this disgust, but Shen didn't know where it came from for a while.

Secondly, he felt some inexplicable restlessness deep in his mind.

Yes, the system has been a little berserk since just now.

After experiencing it many times, Shen Qian was able to grasp that subtle premonition, just like the last time before he touched Eighth Senior Sister.

It's just that Shen Qian hasn't found the switch for the on-hook mode yet, and he still can't help himself...

"According to the "Hunter Special Operations Law", hunters can use any level of weapons in the restricted area." Song Ye explained helplessly.

"Then you can hurt people and kill people at will?" Shen Qian pointed to Chen Feng's horrific wound.

Just now Zhao Hanhai used the medicine kit to help Chen Feng deal with it urgently, but Chen Feng couldn't recover in a short time.

"I've been chasing this kitten for two days. Just now I thought you were going to snatch my prey. This is normal in the restricted area, not to mention I've already kept my hand."

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Wang Shuo's mouth, and he glanced at Shen Qian.

"In addition, this student, you may have made a mistake. Without a warrant, police officers have no absolute power to enforce the law outside the restricted area."

"If you want to sue me, you are welcome to go back to Jingcheng and report the case. We will argue then."

Shen Qian heard the words, turned his head and glanced at Song Ye, and got the answer from the other party's silence.

At this moment, the other students finally came to a conclusion, and they all came over and stood next to Shen Qian, glaring at Wang Shuo.

"Is this the so-called light of Jingcheng? Unexpectedly, his behavior is so ordinary..."

"What kind of skill is it to sneak attack with a psionic gun? It's like fighting with instructor Chen head-on!"

Huo Ling'er, who has been in a bad state, also cursed, "You are so confident when you hurt someone, I think what you used was not a gun at all, but a sword!"

Shen Qian reacted for a while before he understood the meaning of Huo Linger's words, and couldn't help but look sideways.

"I, I learned it blindly on the Internet, I don't usually talk like this..." Huo Linger blushed, and weakly defended.

Wang Shuo, who had just jumped off the wall, also froze in his footsteps. He glanced over coldly and raised his hand casually.

"careful!"

Zhao Hanhai shouted loudly, and he dodged in front of Shen Qian who had just pulled Huo Linger behind him.

boom!
Amidst the flying stones, Zhao Hanhai withdrew his trembling palm, which was slightly bloodstained.

Apart from the pain, there was no other serious problem, Zhao Hanhai heaved a sigh of relief knowing that the other party just wanted to teach him a lesson.

He turned his head to comfort Huo Linger, but saw Huo Linger tugging on Shen Qian's sleeve, looking at him with bright eyes, as if he didn't notice his presence at all.

"The world is not worth it..."

Zhao Hanhai walked away silently.

Wang Shuo let out a cold snort and did not continue to attack, ignoring everyone's gazes, walked up to the Yinran Beast who was severely injured by Chen Feng's punch, and took out a metal mesh bag.

The silver dyed beast wailed, but was unable to struggle, and was stuffed into the net pocket by Wang Shuo.

Holding the silver dyed beast, Wang Shuo turned and left.

Everyone was angry, but somewhat helpless.

Shen Qian frowned.

Wang Shuo himself was a talented martial artist, not to mention carrying a big weapon in his hand. The only person present who threatened him was probably Chen Feng, but Chen Feng was defeated by the opponent.

Thinking of this, Shen Qian suddenly realized that the other party was most likely doing it on purpose.

He might have arrived a long time ago, but he just hid in the dark, and waited until the critical moment to make a move, to eliminate the biggest threat, so as to control the scene.

What a deep scheming...

Shen Qian glanced at the bracelet again. He had been trying to contact Liu Changqing since he found the silver-stained beast blood, but Lao Liu never responded.

Can you stop the opponent by yourself?

For the first time, Shen Qian felt that he was not very sure.

Even if the system takes action, at most it is comparable to the late stage of beginner warriors.

But according to the Kyushu Budokan's data, the opponent is at least the third-level martial artist, and if he has enough enlightenment, it can't be said on the surface.

The system has been restless, but it has not been online for a long time. Shen Qian is not sure whether the system is calculating something or worrying about something.

When Shen Qian was struggling, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"You fucking let him go like that?"

"Stop him for me, fuck him!"

"...No, slap me in the face, give me a hard slap in the face...ah, fuck it!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, or don't blame me for not recognizing you as a little junior... Fuck, you are making a sneak attack, I will fight with you!"

Liu Changqing's voice!

Shen Qian was pleasantly surprised at first, but then he was a little confused.

Why didn't the sound transmitter show up all the time?
Moreover, Lao Liu's voice was not only hurried, but also seemed to be mixed with some breathlessness...

What's going on here?
　The promised update has been fulfilled!
　　Trying to save manuscripts...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)