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Chapter 165: [164] Successful Closure, Geniuses Are Monsters (5000 Chapters)

At five o'clock in the morning,

The sky was still dark.

Qian Qingqing opened her eyes.

She felt a wooden bead next to her pillow and gave her wrist a light shake. The wooden bead instantly flew out.

"Snap!"

There was a light sound as the wooden bead hit something.

The bedroom was instantly filled with white light.

It was the crystal energy lamp that had turned on.

In wealthy households like the Qian family, turning the lights on and off was the responsibility of the maids. The master only needed to pull the bell on the bedside, and the maid would naturally take care of it.

But ever since she started practicing marksmanship, Qian Qingqing had never called for a maid.

The little girl seemed to have an instinctive intuition. The hit rate of the wooden bead thrown at the crystal energy lamp switch was one hundred percent, never missing a single time.

Qian Qingqing stuck her head out of the covers and stared at a branch hanging on the wall, softly saying, "Good morning!"

This was the "branch gun" made by Cheng Han.

With her progress, this branch gun had long been retired with honor.

But the little girl did not discard it. Instead, she asked a skilled craftsman to carefully handle it and coated its surface with preservative materials for long-term preservation.

Qian Qingqing quickly left the bed and entered the dressing room, changing into a set of training clothes.

Her petite and delicate figure, paired with the stylish and beautifully designed training clothes, had a mix of tenderness and elegance, creating a unique sense of beauty.

The little girl pushed open the door and left the bedroom, lightly walking down the stairs.

A middle-aged maid on night duty heard the footsteps and greeted with a smile, "Miss Qingqing, you're up so early again today."

She continued, "Shall I prepare hot water for your bath as usual?"

Qian Qingqing nodded, "There's a tasting event today, I'll only practice for twenty minutes. Please prepare the hot water earlier."

The middle-aged maid immediately responded, "Alright."

The little girl entered the dedicated training room in the basement and picked up a large spear made of hardwood.

The spear was tall - one meter and eighty centimeters.

Even longer than her height.

Qian Qingqing held the large spear with both hands and habitually muttered, "I'm too weak, I need to work harder."

The little girl skillfully twirled the spear.

"Buzz~"

The tip of the spear trembled lightly.

If the camera were slowed down ten times, it would be clear that the tip of the spear trembled ten times in a row.

And the landing points of these ten trembles formed a uniform circle.

This was definitely an extremely sophisticated technique of controlling force, the result of swinging the spear hundreds of thousands of times day and night.

The vast majority of inspectors, including the chief inspector, could not reach this level.

Soon.

In the spacious training room, Qian Qingqing's shouts echoed.

"Hey!"

"Ha!"

Occasionally, there were the sounds of hitting the target.

"Snap!"

"Bang!"

The black cat lay in the corner, lazily watching Qian Qingqing's practice.

So boring!

The master's cultivation was much more exciting, always coming up with fresh and interesting tricks!

However.

Qingqing Miss's tenacity truly impressed this cat.

She took every shot seriously, even though the practice was so dull.

After twenty minutes.

Qian Qingqing, covered in sweat, left the training room, quickly took a shower, and returned to her bedroom.

A maid had been waiting here and began to do her makeup.

For the little girl, today was an important day, and her makeup couldn't be the slightest bit sloppy.

After about ten seconds.

Mrs. Qian entered the room, smiling, "Qingqing, let me do your hairstyle."

The little girl responded with a "Hmm," "Mom, give me a 'Kongxuan hairstyle'."

Mrs. Qian hesitated a bit, "That's a warrior's hairstyle. Today is a formal banquet, and you're the host..."

Qian Qingqing interrupted her mother, "I am a female warrior!"

In her heart, she added, "I have the mark of a female warrior and will stand by Cheng Han's side in the future."

Mrs. Qian didn't insist, "Alright!"

She then asked, "What clothes will you wear later?"

Without hesitation, the little girl answered, "Rose White Warrior Dress, with two silver wire ceremonial short guns at the waist, no other decorations needed."

Since she started practicing with the large spear, she had grown to love this type of clothing.

Mrs. Qian fully accepted it, "Okay!"

She knew that her daughter appeared soft and weak on the surface, but she was actually very determined in her heart, and as a mother, she couldn't persuade her.

Unnoticed by anyone.

The black cat lay on top of the wardrobe and flicked its tail lightly.

Miss Qingqing looks quite beautiful after putting on makeup!

Six thirty.

Qian Qingqing enters the restaurant gracefully, wearing a brand new dress.

Qian Changyun glances at her and can't help but be stunned: "Sis, you look so beautiful."

The young girl doesn't even look at him: "Just eat your meal."

Indeed, she is beautiful at this moment.

Her exquisite and charming face, paired with a simple yet elegant hairstyle.

Wearing a white samurai dress, embroidered with more than ten white roses, it not only highlights her graceful figure but also exudes a sense of vitality.

Especially the two decorative short spears hanging from her waist, they add the finishing touch.

Qian Yiqing looks at his daughter and his face shows admiration: "Qingqing, you look very beautiful today."

Qian Qingqing immediately smiles sweetly: "Thank you, Dad."

Qian Changyun mutters: "I say you're beautiful, but you don't give me a good face..."

The young girl's gaze flickers, and suddenly she flicks her chopsticks.

"Snap!"

The chopsticks fly out.

Flipping in the air for more than ten rounds, it draws an arc and accurately inserts into a steaming hot bun in front of the child.

Qian Changyun is startled and quickly closes his mouth, not daring to say anything more.

Qian Yiqing can't help but laugh.

This middle-aged man glances at the chopsticks that pierced the bun, feeling a bit envious of his daughter's skill.

But it's just envy.

Qian Yiqing has witnessed the sweat and effort her daughter has put in, and she doesn't think she can endure such hard training herself.

Seven o'clock.

Qian Qingqing starts to get busy.

She inspects the banquet venue, personally checks every corner, and talks to the waiters to confirm various details.

Qian Madam accompanies her daughter and only gives a few pointers.

Most of the other affairs are handled perfectly by the young girl, and Qian Madam can't find any major faults.

The couple sigh in private.

"If we hand over the Qian Family Chamber of Commerce to Qingqing, the chamber will definitely grow and prosper."

"Yes, the Qian Family still has my mother's clan, and in the future, we will have to rely on Qingqing."

Eight o'clock.

Qian Qingqing stands at the entrance, welcoming one guest after another.

The young girl's response is extremely appropriate, greeting each guest without making anyone feel neglected or distant.

Qian Yiqing plays the role of an attendant, reminding his daughter of the identity of each visitor.

And during this process.

Qian Qingqing keenly notices that several guests seem to have a slightly different feeling.

Although their words and expressions show no signs of anything unusual, their behavior is no different from others in the circle, but she has a strange feeling.

Their strength is not particularly strong, perhaps to hide and avoid being noticed, because powerful warriors have something different from ordinary people.

The black cat looks at Qian Qingqing, then looks at the several spies, and flicks its tail.

Miss Qingqing's perception is even more acute than this cat expected.

Nine o'clock.

The majority of the guests have arrived.

Qian Qingqing, as the host, gives a speech: "Respected guests, welcome to the tasting event..."

The young girl is poised on stage, speaking confidently and fluently, showing no signs of stage fright in front of the many guests.

And a beautiful and elegant young lady, speaking confidently and eloquently, makes many young guests look at her with a hint of infatuation in their eyes.

Soon, the speech ends.

The next segment begins—the tasting of ingredients.

Qian Qingqing smiles gracefully: "Ladies and gentlemen, the ingredients for this tasting event have all been processed using a special formula. Please enjoy!"

The so-called "special formula" is the formula deduced by the All-Knowing Eye, which can perfectly remove toxins from the ingredients and completely eliminate the strange taste of the meat.

Especially the latter, perhaps due to the source energy, processed ingredients on the market often retain a strange taste, making it difficult to call the food delicious.

"Snap!"

The young girl claps her hands.

A large group of waiters quickly enter the banquet hall and neatly place white porcelain plates in front of the guests.

Each plate contains several small dishes, each with a different flavor.

Fried, braised, steamed, salt-baked, and more.

The guests taste them and immediately praise.

"Not bad!"

"I like this kind of fried jerky, there's not a hint of strange taste."

"The extraordinary ingredients today are more delicious than any meat I've eaten before."

The black cat crouches on the stage, happily looking around.

The formulas for processing the ingredients were all sent by this cat!

A few seconds later.

The black cat's pupils contracted, and it quickly stood up and walked over to the little girl.

The mole is about to make a move.

According to the master's script, this cat is supposed to help Miss Qingqing take action and deal with the troublemaking mole.

There is also a backup plan in the script. If Qingqing fails, this cat will control the puppets to stop the mole from causing damage.

At this moment.

The black cat suddenly noticed that Qingqing, who was next to it, entered a strange state.

A very dark wave surged within her, and there were faint flickering marks resembling short guns in her eyes.

The police chief was immediately shocked.

The phenomenon of marks appearing in the pupils, isn't that what the master called the "Valkyrie Battle Pupil"?

Miss Qingqing has actually cultivated to this level, much faster than this cat expected!

Then.

The black cat saw that the little girl's hands hung down and held two decorative short guns tightly.

Did Miss Qingqing also realize that something was wrong?

She's really sharp!

The black cat blinked its eyes and decided not to intervene for the time being.

Let Qingqing perform, it was the master's arrangement in the script.

The master said that the purpose of using the tasting event as bait was not to ruin the event, but to take advantage of the situation and promote it.

In the next instant.

Qingqing lightly shouted, and her hands swung forward forcefully.

"Woo! Woo!"

The two short guns shot out, the sound of whistling suddenly swept through the entire banquet hall.

But it's not over yet.

Qingqing picked up three plates and forcefully threw them.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

The plates flew in three arcs, heading in different directions.

Inside the hall.

Two "guests" were reaching into their pockets, seemingly holding something.

The short guns flashed and accurately pierced through their palms.

"Ah~"

A scream of agony immediately resounded.

There were three more guests who had just drawn their short blades when the plates swept by, cutting into their arms.

"Ah~"

The screams grew louder.

The black cat shook its tail as it watched.

The two throwing spears went straight through the palms without touching whatever the mole was causing trouble with. These two throwing spears were really beautiful!

The master was right, the battle instinct of the Valkyrie's mark is extremely powerful, directly rooted in the subconscious level, so it always acts faster than others.

At this moment.

Qingqing finally realized what she had done and a look of panic appeared on her pretty face.

Oh no!

Why did I attack the guests with the short guns and plates? Even if they are moles, it doesn't seem right, does it?

At the same time, the little girl was deeply troubled in her heart.

Why are my hands always faster than my brain?

I'm still too weak, I need to work harder in my cultivation!

Then.

A commotion broke out in the banquet hall.

The guests became panicked upon hearing the screams.

Qingqing shouted loudly, "Everyone, today's tasting event has attracted a gang of robbers. The Black Armor Army has already made secret arrangements and is ready to capture them all. Please do not panic."

As if to confirm her words, there was suddenly a commotion in the distance.

"Woo~ Woo~"

A piercing scream came over.

Experienced people could tell that it was the sound of the Black Armor Army soldiers throwing their spears.

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Outside the mansion.

A battle broke out.

Just as Cheng Han had predicted, the enemy used a strategy of inside and outside collaboration.

That is, a small number of them disguised as guests and quietly infiltrated the tasting event to cause internal damage.

The others disguised themselves as late-arriving guests and, at the moment of chaos, rushed in to control the situation and make off with a large amount of wealth.

After receiving Cheng Han's message, the second battalion of the Black Armor Army secretly sent a team to launch an ambush.

"Boom! Boom!"

Three crystal energy cars were hit by the magical weapon "Startling Rainbow Spear" and exploded one after another.

A large number of mechanical parts flew in all directions, and a tire even flew onto a tree tens of meters away, hanging on a branch by chance.

Among them were also mixed some human body parts.

These were naturally members of the robbery gang inside the car, blown to pieces by the explosion.

However.

Not everyone was killed by the explosion.

The strong members of the gang reacted in time and escaped this disaster.

It was in the instant of the explosion.

Three figures in formal attire crashed out of the crystal energy vehicle and jumped more than ten meters high in an instant, landing in the snow forest at the edge of the residential area.

Deng Que Style!

This is definitely the skill of a warrior-level individual!

However.

This is still within Cheng Han's calculations.

"Wu~wu~"

There were several sharp whistles.

Several short guns emerged from nearby luxury homes and shot towards the escapees.

One of the short guns was from Cheng Han's hand.

And the target he attacked was the strongest person in the gang - a bald strong man.

This person's skills were exceptionally brilliant. In a critical moment, he actually moved horizontally in mid-air by half a meter.

The bald strong man shouted loudly, and his mental power turned into a knife, fiercely slashing towards the short gun, interfering with the opponent's control over the gun.

However.

This life-saving technique, which had always been foolproof, miscalculated at this moment.

The short gun suddenly surged forward, changing direction once again, just avoiding the mental slash, and chasing after the target.

This is the fifth variation of "Eagle Strike Nine Changes" - Flash Eagle Strike.

This move specifically counters mental slashes.

The bald strong man was shocked and quickly tore off a black shield from his chest, throwing it forcefully towards the short gun.

At the same time, he used the recoil force to accelerate his descent.

This was his last life-saving card.

Almost at the same time the shield appeared.

"Wu~"

Another short spear flew over.

Its speed was extremely fast, dragging an afterimage behind it, and the spear body seemed to be constantly drifting left and right.

This is the sixth variation of "Eagle Strike Nine Changes" - Illusionary Eagle Strike.

This move was incredibly fast and could create illusions with mental power, disrupting the enemy's judgment.

In mid-air.

The bald strong man turned around in mid-air, attempting to block the short spear with his arm.

At this moment.

He was extremely horrified to find that the short spear had mysteriously turned into three, each one drifting, instantly causing him to lose his bearings.

Which one was the real gun?

"Bang!"

The short spear hit the bald man's chest, and the spear body shook violently, instantly turning his internal organs into pulp.

The strong man died in an instant.

Blood splattered in the sky!

This is the third variation of "Eagle Strike Nine Changes" - Shock Eagle Strike.

Two hundred meters away.

In a snow-covered courtyard.

Cheng Han watched as the target fell into the snow forest and nodded in satisfaction, "Eagle Strike Nine Changes is indeed useful!"

Beside him, Deputy Colonel Tiefeng couldn't help but curse, "You actually used Eagle Strike Nine Changes in actual combat for the first time, using three different techniques in a row? Are you f*cking kidding me?"

Cheng Han's tone was relaxed, "Just three techniques, is it that difficult?"

Tiefeng asked again, "Why did the short gun you threw suddenly turn into three? It seems that 'Illusionary Eagle Strike' of Eagle Strike Nine Changes can't do that."

Cheng Han casually replied, "The Clear Symbol Tower set up an illusion formation, and I stayed in the formation for so long. Isn't it normal for me to have some insights?"

"Illusionary Eagle Strike has a slight illusion effect, which has something in common with the illusions in the formation. I just made a slight modification based on it."

Tiefeng shook his head, wanting to say "normal my ass".

None of the soldiers who came out today to carry out the mission had spent a few months in the formation. But not a single person had comprehended illusions.

This kid not only comprehended it, but also made improvements to it just after learning Eagle Strike Nine Changes. He's really f*cking abnormal!

Tiefeng muttered, "Geniuses are all monsters."

He didn't say one thing, that is, more than ninety-nine percent of the soldiers who learned Eagle Strike Nine Changes had never heard of a successful example in their first actual combat after learning it.

This is not difficult to understand.

The difference between practice and actual combat is too great.

Tiefeng remembered something else, "If I'm not mistaken, that guy should be 'Bald Gute'. This guy is extremely cunning and has escaped the pursuit of the Black Armor Army several times. I didn't expect him to be killed by you this time."

Cheng Han didn't think much of it, "He's not strong."

Tiefeng was choked by the words "not strong".

Can we have a proper conversation? If Bald Gute isn't strong, why did he repeatedly escape the pursuit?

Tiefeng showed excitement again, "Cheng Han, you really guessed it right. This gang has committed many major crimes in the past. The Second Battle Group caught these people today, and this time they have made great contributions!"

Cheng Han remained indifferent.

This was expected.

He had sent Black Cat to review the records of the Inspection Bureau long ago and had already confirmed this.

"Pa!"

Tiefeng heavily patted his shoulder, "You are the first to merit in today's operation!"

Cheng Han didn't care about being the first, he just wanted to earn more battle merit points for the battle group.

Thanks to "Book Friend 150617100112026" for the reward!

(End of this chapter)