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Chapter 772 The school beauty is beautiful and fierce (15)

While Qiao Huan was waiting for the match with Song Weiqiu, he first received news of the match between Song Weiqiu and Meng Yunxia.

However, very few people knew about this competition. They only knew that Song Weiqiu won.

Not only that, but Song Weiqiu also became the vice chairman of the student union.

As for Meng Yunxia, ​​she was reduced to the head of the office.

After Qiao Huan saw the news on the school forum, he was very surprised.

Why is this Meng Yunxia so weak?
"Want to know about Meng Yunxia? How about asking me?"

Suddenly, an unruly voice sounded in his ear.

Song Yuchen.

Qiao Huan looked up at him.

Song Yuchen sat beside Qiao Huan, "Where is Yan Qingrang?"

"I'm in class." Although Qiao Huan and Yan Qingrang were in the same class, Qiao Huan seldom went to class.

"You really are a good student!" Song Yuchen looked closely at Qiao Huan.

Qiao Huan stepped back, frowned and said, "Don't come over."

Song Yuchen smiled indifferently, "I just want to see how your wound is healing."

Qiao Huan pursed her lips, with displeasure in her eyes.

"I can't see the wound anymore, no wonder I went to run for the school belle." Song Yuchen nodded and applauded: "It looks good!"

Qiao Huan didn't know how to answer this kind of words that he didn't know if it was a compliment.

"If it's okay, I'll be leaving." Qiao Huan said politely but alienated.

"Wait, don't you want to know about your boyfriend and Meng Yunxia?" Song Yuchen said lazily, stopping Qiao Huan.

Qiao Huan stopped, looked at Song Yuchen, and said calmly, "What conditions?"

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of the fire to steal love." Song Yuchen's mouth curled slightly, and said, "I heard that you once won a shootout by yourself to the end."

Qiao Huan met Song Yuchen's gaze and nodded.

Song Yuchen said: "Today is the high-level shooting duel. You and I form a team. If you win, I will tell you about the relationship between Meng Yunxia and Yan Qingrang."

"Okay." Qiao Huan agreed.

"Cheer up!" Song Yuchen laughed, "Aren't you afraid of losing?"

Qiao Huan said calmly: "As long as you don't hold back, you won't lose."

Song Yuchen's eyes were full of confidence and arrogance, "Don't worry, I will never hold back."

The two still went to the building where they played the shooting duel last time.

Qiao Huan asked, "Do you have a registration card?"

Song Yuchen's eyes showed confusion, "Registration card?"

Qiao Huan:? ? ?
After being in school for a while, Qiao Huan knew that there were many big games that had to be registered in advance.

How can I participate without a registration card?

Song Yuchen seemed to remember, looked around, and pointed his finger, "Who is that? Yes, it's you, come here."

Seeing the boy with flat head and small eyes walking over, Qiao Huan felt emmmmmmm
It turned out to be a card seller again.

This guy is really everywhere!

Song Yuchen pointed to himself, "Do you know me?"

"Brother Song, of course we know each other!"

As he said that, the man who sold the card gave Qiao Huan a gossip.

Didn't Yan Qing make his girlfriend Qiao illusion? !
Why are you with Song Yuchen?
2000 million for a shootout?

The primary version of the shootout, No. 1500 million.

The advanced version of the shooting duel, the winner, 2000 million coins.

But these two people are very strong!

Song Yuchen spoke while the card seller was thinking wildly.

"Get two registration cards here." Song Yuchen said.

The card seller's mouth twitched slightly, "Brother Song, this is about to start..."

"One of yours, go and collect another one." Song Yuchen seemed to say that the weather is getting colder today, so you should drink more hot water as naturally as possible.

The card seller swallowed his anger, "Wait for me for 5 minutes."

Qiao Huan took a look at Song Yuchen, he was really not a young master from an ordinary family to order people around so naturally.

Selfish and conceited, never consider others when doing things, with eyes above the top.

And not polite.

Five minutes later, the card seller handed over the registration cards to Song Yuchen and Qiao Huan.

One per person.

Song Yuchen didn't even say thank you, as if it was the honor of the card boy to do all this for him.

After thanking Qiao Huan, he asked, "How much is it? I'll transfer it to you."

"No, no, no!" The card seller quickly waved his hand, and carefully glanced at Song Yuchen, "It's my honor to be able to do things for Brother Song."

Qiao Huan: "...Thank you."

Since it was voluntary, Qiao Huan had nothing to say.

After entering the arena, Qiao Huan realized how big the difference was between the advanced and junior arenas.

Each person in the junior field has a pistol, and bullets are limited.

In the advanced field, everyone starts with nothing.

All kinds of guns and ammunition are hidden in each room.

Not only pistols, but also submachine guns and sniper rifles.

The equipment also has more second-level heads and third-level heads, body armor, pans, quadruple mirrors and eight-fold mirrors.

There are still 50 people. After everyone checks their equipment, the game begins.

Unable to attack for the first 30 seconds, everyone scattered and went to find places to hide and pick up things.

Qiao Huan thought Song Yuchen would find a gun and rushed up to shoot it, but he didn't expect Song Yuchen to take him to search the house.

And let her look at the doors and windows.

"Third-level head, you take it." Song Yuchen gave the helmet to Qiao Huan, then glanced at the gun on the ground, a little disgusted.

Qiao Huan put on the third-level headgear, picked up the gun, "Why don't you take the gun?"

"No bullets, this kind of gun doesn't feel good." Song Yuchen glanced around, and reached out to find a box of bullets from the top of the bookcase in this classroom.

"It doesn't match." Song Yuchen shrugged helplessly.

Qiao Huan: ...This game is quite 6.

Song Yuchen was bold and careful, and after finding the gun, it seemed as if he had fired it.

"Sniper?" Song Yuchen picked up the sniper rifle on the ground and asked Qiao Huan, "Do you use it?"

"No need." Qiao Huan felt that the submachine gun in his hand was quite comfortable.

And there are more bullets.

Song Yuchen hid the sniper rifle behind the bookcase.

You can't use it yourself, and you can't let others get it.

Everyone has this kind of thinking, so when looking for things here, they always look while hiding.

After all, if the enemy is stronger, you are weaker.

At 10 minutes, there were only 21 players left on the field.

Qiao Huan and Song Yuchen cooperated to destroy a small team, picked up some spoils, and moved on to the next target.

At the same time, the paying viewer was standing on the big screen and exclaimed: "It's amazing, the cooperation is so tacit! Two against five!"

Although Qiao Huan had fought five times before, they were all parallel importers from low-level games.

Those who are confident to participate in the high-level field are all people with superb marksmanship and keen perception!

After all, the registration fee for the high-level field is 40, and those who are incapable will not throw money so stupidly.

Of course there are people who are really that stupid.

The card seller failed to participate in the competition, but Song Yuchen and Qiao Huan made him angry, and both of them were very good, so the card seller paid to watch and posted a post on the forum.

"Shocked! The Gun King actually asks the school beauty candidate to do such a thing!"

(End of this chapter)