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  Chapter 512 Qin Sheng at amateur level (one more)

  The fighter who originally thought changed from Mohuang to Qin Sheng, what about the other shooter?

  Not also Qin Sheng, right?

  No...Isn’t it?

  Facts proved.

  As for.

  Really as for.

  Wait more than an hour later, when the whistle of the third game blew, everyone saw that the originally quiet tent soon moved.

  The tent door opened, and a slender figure walked out of it.

  Is Qin Sheng.

   She casually took the mineral water that Mo Huang handed over and washed her face. When she raised her head again, it was her always incomparable little face.

  Qin Sheng stepped out.

  I went to the shooting venue that was set up during the two-hour break...the locker room next to it.

  This competition is different from the shooting competition in the general sense. It adopts the mode of live shooting.

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

  A real gun is used throughout the whole process, and the bullet hits the head, and the two vital parts of the heart are lost.

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

  Although the twelve forces have together contributed money and effort to purchase the strongest and safest body armor currently available in the world, there is nothing absolute.

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

   Zhu Xiyuan shuddered suddenly, and followed Qin Sheng with strides.

   directly grabbed her arm and pulled the person back, and said in a deep voice: "Don't come this time."

He glanced over a figure that had just entered the locker room, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "Now our Swastika League has 20 points, and the second-ranked H Party, Saskatchewan, and Moss Mercenary Corps all have 16 points. , As long as we can keep the top five or more in this round, we will get the first overall score."

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

   Zhu Xiyuan’s hearts slammed, and the hand holding Qin Sheng's arm unconsciously increased a bit of strength.

  Qin Sheng glanced, shaken it gently and then broke free, his eyebrows were still cold: "I'll go."

  It's not that she can't believe in the members of the Swastika League or Jiang Fu's strength, but the situation in the first two games is very clear. All the forces including the three major forces of the H Party have reached a tacit agreement and they are targeting the Swastika League.

  Even if there is only a slight chance, they will not let the 卍meng win the game.

  Under such circumstances, even if the players sent by the 卍meng just want to keep the top five rankings, it is even more difficult.

  A little carelessness is fatal.

  Qin Sheng did not want to take the lives of his men for a game.

  Of course they don’t want to.

  But he was even more reluctant to see Qin Sheng's accident.

  He insisted: "Don't go this time."

   suddenly closed his eyes severely: "I'm going."

  Qin Sheng glanced at her up and down, pursed her lips, revealing an unobvious, but not specially concealed dislike: "Can you do it?"

  Zhou Yuan: "..."

  This is a bit awkward.

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

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

  None of the training that should have been missed.

Why is    not working?

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

  Zhu Yuan: "!"

   Just hold your breath in your throat, the kind that can’t get down or 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, "Bring your deputy leader back."

  Lin Chengqiong struggled, and finally Yiyan stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Xiyuan’s arm.

   Before dragging people, she couldn’t help but asked: "You can really do it?"

   Now it is Qin Sheng’s turn to "...".

   expressionlessly clicked his chin: "Drag away."

Oh.

  The girl's eyes were cold and irritable. Lin Chengqiong was no longer daring to ask, she dragged her away.

  Zhu Yuan: "!!!"

  Is there no one to ask his opinion first? !

  He is the person in charge of the 卍meng!

  Lin Chengqiong, a traitor!

  The Western Yuan struggled hard, and Lin Chengqiong with great strength almost couldn't catch it. Fortunately, Mo Huang and Jiang Fu took the hand in time to drag him back to the position of the 卍meng.

  The West was so angry, but when he turned his head to calm down, his face became darker.

  Thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Mo Huang and Jiang Fu who were already sitting next to him, and said seriously: "Tell me, what is the shooting ability of your Miss Qin?"

  Mo Huang glanced at him: "I haven't seen her playing shooting."

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

  Zhou Yuan: "?!"

   Jumped up like a needle on his butt, and glared at the two of them: "Then you are still dragging me?! Stop them quickly?!"

   rushed forward as he spoke, but Mo Huangshun pulled him back after only one step.

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

  Jiang Fu is also calm: "Miss Qin doesn't usually play fighting, she is also an amateur level."

  Mo Huang disagreed with these words: "She doesn't usually play, then who is the one who beats you every day?"

   Jiang Fu arrogantly: "Isn't that unilateral abuse, what kind of fighting?"

   Mo Huang scratched his head: "It seems to be... not right, then those people were also unilaterally beaten just now, wouldn't that count?"

   Jiang Fu: "Maybe?"

   Zhu Xiyuan looked at the two people who brought the topic to West Java in a blink of an eye, and their foreheads couldn't help but slide down three black lines.

  But it calmed down slowly.

  Looking at Qin Sheng who had entered the dressing room, he showed a thoughtful look.

  This level of amateurism...

   Zhu Xiyuan couldn't help but think of when he first met Qin Sheng.

  A little girl who has just reached the age of ten, but her eyebrows reveal the maturity and calmness that a child of her age should have.

  Several people in black who besieged her fell under the gun while flipping her wrist.

  Then he left without changing his face without even looking at the corpse.

  That was Qin Sheng eight years ago.

  After eight years...

  The eyes of the xiyuan flickered, and finally sat down in his seat again.

  I just don’t know that she has a chance to win against Shanggon God...

  It is not important that the chance of winning is not. Qin Sheng will take the initiative to play, mainly because she feels that no matter how weak she is at this moment, there is no problem in keeping her life.

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

  It's better than letting Jiang Fu and Zhu Xiyuan play and losing his life accidentally.

  After all, the name of the H-party government god, even she, can be regarded as treacherous.

  The world's No. 1 sharpshooter who even praises Xiang Yin... still needs to be taken seriously.

  (End of this chapter)