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The fighter I thought had changed from Mo Huang to Qin Sheng, what about the other shooter?

Could it be Qin Sheng too?

No... not so much, right?

It turns out.

As for.

Really as for.

After more than an hour, when the whistle blew for the third game, everyone saw that the originally quiet tent soon began to move.

The tent door was opened, and a slender figure stepped out from it.

It was Qin Sheng.

She casually took the mineral water handed over by Mo Huang and washed her face. When she raised her head again, she saw her usual clean and unparalleled little face.

Qin Sheng walked out.

It was the shooting range that was set up during the two-hour break...the dressing room next to it.

This competition is different from the shooting competition in the general sense, and it adopts the mode of real shooting battle.

All twelve contestants entered the arranged obstacle shooting range at the same time, and after three minutes of hiding and preparing for the battle, they entered the official competition.

A real gun is used throughout the whole process, and if the bullet hits the head, the two vital parts of the heart will be considered a loser.

Of course, it may not only be a loss, but a death.

Although the twelve parties have invested money and effort to purchase the most defensive and safe body armor available in the world for the players, but there is no absolute.

If someone assembles a gun that is powerful enough to break through body armor, the consequences can be imagined...

Zhu Xiyuan shuddered suddenly, and strode towards Qin Sheng to catch up.

He directly grabbed her arm and pulled her back, and said in a deep voice, "Don't do it this time."

He glanced at a figure who had just entered the locker room, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "Now we have 20 points in the Swastika League, and the second-ranked H Party, the Sa League, and the Moss Mercenary Group all have 16 points. , as long as we can keep the top five in this round, we can get the first place in the total score."

Qin Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him firmly: "The premise is that you can keep the top five."

Zhu Xiyuan's heart skipped a beat, and the hand holding Qin Sheng's arm unconsciously increased a little bit of strength.

Qin Sheng glanced, and broke free with a slight shake, his brows and eyes remained indifferent: "I'll go."

It wasn't that she couldn't trust the members of the Swastika League, or Jiang Fu's strength, but the situation in the first two games was very clear. All the forces, including the three major forces of the H Party, had reached a tacit agreement that they were targeting the Swastika League.

Even if there is only a slight chance, they will not let the Ximeng win the final victory of this game.

Under such circumstances, even if the players sent by the Swastika League just want to keep the top five rankings, it will be even more difficult.

A little carelessness is life-threatening.

Qin Sheng didn't want to sacrifice the lives of his subordinates for a game.

Of course Zhu Xiyuan didn't want to either.

But he was even more unwilling to see something happen to Qin Sheng.

He insisted: "Don't do it this time."

Suddenly closed his eyes fiercely: "I'll go."

Qin Sheng looked her up and down, pursed his lips, showing an indistinct but not deliberately concealed dislike: "You can do it?"

Zhu Xiyuan: "..."

What I said is a bit embarrassing.

Zhu Xiyuan resisted the urge to spit at her, and said angrily: "Why can't I do it!"

Although in the past few years, as the deputy leader, he only needs to deal with the internal affairs of the alliance, but he still pays attention to improving his personal strength.

None of the training that should have been missed.

Why can't it work?

Qin Sheng looked at him fixedly, and after a while, slowly shook his head: "You can't do it."

Zhu Xiyuan: "!"

It's the kind where you hold your breath in your throat and can't get down or get up.

He wanted to say something more, but Qin Sheng was impatient, and turned his head to Lin Chengqiong, who was following him, and said, "Take your deputy leader back."

Lin Chengqiong hesitated for a while, but finally stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Xiyuan's arm according to his words.

Before dragging people, I still couldn't help asking: "Are you really capable?"

Now it was Qin Sheng's turn to "...".

He nodded his chin expressionlessly: "Drag away."

oh.

The girl's eyes were cold and irritable. Lin Chengqiong was so confused that she didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she dragged her away.

Zhu Xiyuan: "!!!"

Didn't anyone ask his opinion first? !

He is the ostensible person in charge of the Ximeng League!

Lin Chengqiong, the traitor!

Zhu Xiyuan struggled desperately, and Lin Chengqiong, who had great strength, almost lost his grip. Fortunately, Mo Huang and Jiang Fu helped him in time and dragged him back to the position of the Swastika League.

Zhu Xiyuan was quite angry, but when he turned his head and calmed down, his expression became even more serious.

After thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Mo Huang and Jiang Fu who had already sat down beside him, and said seriously: "Find out for me, how is Miss Qin's shooting ability?"

Mo Huang glanced at him: "I've never seen her shoot."

Jiang Fu also glanced at him: "Amateur level."

Zhu Xiyuan: "?!"

He jumped up as if he had been stabbed with a needle, and glared at the two of them: "Then you are still dragging me?! Stop him quickly?!"

While talking, he rushed forward, but he was pulled back by Mo Huang after only one step.

Mo Huang was very attentive, and said: "It's okay, let her go if she wants to go."

Jiang Fu was also calm: "Miss Qin doesn't usually fight, and she's at an amateur level."

Mo Huang disagreed: "She doesn't usually play, so who is the one who beats you and me every day?"

Jiang Fuli said bluntly, "Isn't that unilateral abuse? What kind of fighting is that?"

Mo Huang scratched his head: "It seems to be... no, then those people were beaten unilaterally just now, doesn't that count?"

Jiang Fu: "Maybe?"

Zhu Xiyuan looked at the two who had brought the topic to West Java in a blink of an eye, and three black lines slid down his forehead involuntarily.

However, it gradually calmed down.

Looking at Qin Sheng who had already entered the locker room, he showed a thoughtful expression.

This level of amateur level...

Zhu Xiyuan couldn't help thinking of the time when he first met Qin Sheng.

A little girl who has just turned ten years old, but her brows and eyes reveal the maturity and calmness that a child of this age should not have.

With a flick of her wrist, several men in black who were besieging her fell under the gun.

Then he left without even looking at the corpse.

That was Qin Sheng eight years ago.

After eight years...

Zhu Xiyuan's eyes flickered, and he finally sat down in his seat again.

I just don't know how much chance she has to win against God Dagon...

It doesn't matter whether the odds are good or not, Qin Sheng will take the initiative to play, the main reason is that no matter how weak she is at the moment, it is no problem to save her life.

And as long as you save your life, getting into the top five will not be a problem.

It was better than letting Jiang Fu and Zhu Xiyuan play, and losing their lives if they were not careful.

After all, the name of the God of Party Dagon, even for her, can be regarded as thunderous.

Even Xiang Yin, the number one sharpshooter in the world who is full of praise... still needs to be taken seriously.