Shen Qian never expected that things would turn out so strangely. He had mentioned this person to Zhou Xiaoguang before setting off, and then they met in the blink of an eye.
"It really is Wang Shuo, the Wang Shuo from TV."
How did he get here?
"Was it Wang Shuo who fired the shot at Sergeant Chen?"
Zheng Shaoyang and the others were somewhat bewildered, feeling both excited to see their idols and at a loss in the face of this unexpected situation.
Shen Qian was the first to react and quickly ran over to help Chen Feng up.
Shen Qian glanced at the wound on Chen Feng's leg and then gasped.
A two-finger-wide hole pierced through Chen Feng's thigh, shattering flesh and bone, and leaving it covered in blood.
"Did the pistol do that much damage to you?"
Chen Qian was somewhat stunned.
Undeniably, firearms and artillery are equally lethal to martial artists, but this lethality decreases as their cultivation level increases. After reaching a certain level, the power of firearms becomes almost negligible.
At this moment, Chen Feng's wounds were not only horrific, but he also had so little strength to stand that it was clear that the bullet had severely injured him.
"This is not an ordinary handgun, it's a psionic gun."
Chen Feng, as expected of a soldier, remained calm despite being drenched in sweat from the pain. He helped Chen Qian up and corrected him.
"A psionic gun?" Shen Qian was taken aback.
"A gun that uses spiritual energy as its kinetic energy, and the bullets are also specially made, with the bullets easily having a force of over a thousand kilograms."
Chen Feng offered an explanation.
"His pistol was a high-end model, and it even had an enchantment effect. My energy has been completely shattered."
Shen Qian nodded knowingly. No wonder the gun in Wang Shuo's hand had such a fancy design, unlike any he had seen in movies.
"Psionic guns are controlled weapons. Do you have a gun license?"
After the gunshot, Song Ye arrived with his men and spoke to Wang Shuo with a serious expression.
"I don't have a gun license, but I have this."
Wang Shuo said something casually, then took out a badge and pinned it to his chest.
It was a badge with a base similar in shape to Shen Qian's martial arts badge, but unlike the bronze material of the beginner martial arts badge, Wang Shuo's badge was made of dazzling silver.
On the front of the badge, in the center of the simply outlined jungle pattern, is the ancient traditional Chinese character for "hunter".
"Intermediate Hunter?"
Song Ye's expression froze.
"Are hunters allowed to carry guns?" Shen Qian asked, frowning as he noticed Song Ye's expression.
Shen Qian still held Chen Feng in high regard.
It wasn't just because he was a soldier, but also because he gave up his precious rest time and came back to preside over the elite training class just because of one sentence from Principal Huang.
Shen Qian was the only one present who didn't have any particular feelings towards Wang Shuo.
He didn't care about these things before, and now he doesn't need to.
Before this, he only regarded the other party as a benchmark to be surpassed, a competitor on the road to becoming a top scorer in the college entrance examination, nothing more.
At this moment, he had already developed a slight aversion to the boy who always maintained a superior attitude.
This aversion seemed to have other reasons, but for a moment I didn't know where it came from.
Secondly, he felt a strange restlessness deep in his mind.
Yes, the system has been getting restless since just now.
After experiencing it many times, I was able to catch that subtle premonition before sinking, just like before I made a move on my eighth senior sister last time.
I haven't found the switch for the AFK mode yet, so I'm still stuck...
"According to the Hunter Special Operations Act, hunters can use any level of weapon within restricted areas," Song Ye explained helplessly.
"So it's okay to hurt or kill people at will?" Shen Qian pointed to Chen Feng's horrific wounds.
Zhao Hanhai had just given Chen Feng some first aid with the first-aid kit, but Chen Feng wouldn't recover in a short time.
“I’ve been chasing this kitten for two days. I thought you were going to steal my prey, but that’s normal in restricted areas, especially since I’ve already held back.”
A sneer appeared on Wang Shuo's lips as he glanced at Shen Qian.
"Also, this student may have misunderstood something. Without an action order, police officers do not have absolute law enforcement authority outside the restricted area."
"If you want to sue me, you're welcome to go back to Jingcheng and report it to the police. Then we can argue about it again."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qian turned to look at Song Ye and gleaned the answer from the other's silence.
At this moment, the other students finally realized what was happening and came over to stand next to Chen Qian, glaring angrily at Wang Shuo.
"This is the so-called 'shining light of Jingcheng'? I never imagined his character was so mediocre..."
"What kind of skill is it to launch a sneak attack with a psionic gun? If you've got the guts, fight Instructor Chen head-on!"
Huo Ling'er, who hadn't been in good spirits, also put her hands on her hips and cursed, "You hurt someone and you're still so self-righteous? I think what you're using isn't a gun at all, it's clearly a sword!"
It took Chen Qian a moment to realize the meaning of Huo Ling'er's words, and he couldn't help but glance at her.
"I... I just learned it online. I don't usually talk like that..." Huo Ling'er blushed and weakly defended herself.
Wang Shuo, who had just jumped down from the wall, also stopped in his tracks. He swept his cold gaze over and casually raised his hand.
"careful!"
Zhao Hanhai shouted and flashed to block Shen Qian, who had just pulled Huo Ling'er behind him.
Bang!
Amidst the flying stone chips, Zhao Hanhai withdrew his trembling hand, which was stained with a few drops of blood.
Aside from the pain, there were no other major problems. Zhao Hanhai breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the other party just wanted to teach him a lesson.
He turned his head, intending to comfort Huo Ling'er, but saw that Huo Ling'er was tugging at Shen Qian's sleeve, looking at him with bright eyes, as if she hadn't noticed his presence at all.
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