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Chapter 145 The Cannon Fodder Master Who Died Early 10

The leading man taunted, "Oh my! Isn't this the good-for-nothing Lu Yanqing? What, you want to shoot too? Can you hold the gun steady?"

The people following behind him burst into laughter, and for a moment they were all laughing at Yan Qing's joke.

Yan Qing frowned in displeasure and searched his memory for his impression of this man. It was the young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Sheng.

He usually likes to bully the original owner and often takes pleasure in making fun of and ridiculing the original owner, making the already introverted person even more introverted.

It seems that he is an enemy, so there is no need to hold back.

He raised his gun neatly and pointed it at Jiang Sheng's forehead. "What did you say? Who is the waste?"

Jiang Sheng's laughter stopped abruptly, his face turned pale in an instant, and a cold feeling came on his forehead, causing his body to tremble involuntarily.

The guns that everyone is equipped with are real, and he doesn't want to die yet.

"You...you are crazy! Put the gun away!" Jiang's voice trembled and his eyes were full of fear.

The people behind him who were originally laughing were now frightened into silence, their eyes wide open, unable to believe what they were seeing.

They never imagined that the once cowardly and vulnerable Lu Yanqing would become so resolute and resolute today.

Yan Qing's eyes were cold, with no intention of giving in, "Who is the waste?"

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

Jiang Sheng swallowed his saliva and tried to calm himself down. "I... I am a waste. I am a waste. Don't be impulsive. Let's talk it over nicely."

At this moment, Jiang Sheng no longer had the arrogance he had just had, and was replaced by deep fear.

Yan Qing curled her lips in satisfaction and smiled cruelly, "Unfortunately, it's too late."

The fingers moved slightly, and a crisp "click" sound was heard, which was the sound of a bullet being loaded.

In this silent space, the sound exploded like thunder.

Jiang Sheng's face turned pale as paper in an instant, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his body trembled violently as if sifting chaff.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

--"Bang"--

Fear overwhelmed Jiang Sheng like a tide; his heart was beating wildly as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

Then everything went dark before his eyes and he fell to the ground in fright.

Yan Qing blew lightly on the muzzle of the gun and smiled teasingly, "You are so lucky, there is no bullet in it."

The people around looked at this scene in horror, not daring to breathe, thinking that the person in front of them was a devil.

Jiang Sheng realized it later and touched his forehead in fear. Finding there was no wound at all, he believed that he was fine.

Then he suddenly realized that he had been fooled and stood up in anger, "You......"

Yan Qing pointed the gun at Jiang Sheng with a cold expression on his face, "I hate people pointing fingers at me. I don't mind really shooting you."

"Do you want to try it?"

Jiang Sheng was a little scared at once, but when he thought about being scared by a loser, he felt his face burning with pain.

We must get back our ground.

"Do you dare to compete with me? The loser will be dealt with at will."

Yan Qing raised an eyebrow, "Okay, but the loser has to run around the school three times, shouting that he is a loser while running."

Jiang Sheng nodded, "No problem, but if you lose, I want you to crawl under my crotch on your knees and yell that I'm a loser."

In his impression, this loser had never even touched a gun. Even if it happened today, it was just a coincidence. Shooting was his strong point.

Yan Qing turned the gun in his hand and said, "You think too much. I won't lose."

The students who wanted to watch the fun even invited the teacher to be the referee. "Fire ten shots in a row. Whoever finishes first and hits the most rings wins."

The two men prepared themselves and stood in the shooting position.

"preparation--"

Jiang Sheng was ready to shoot in an instant, staring straight ahead with a serious look.

Yan Qing became a little more casual and yawned lazily.

"shooting--"

"Bang bang bang" a series of gunshots rang out. Yan Qing was the first to finish shooting, two bullets faster than Jiang Sheng.

The screen shows the number of rings of the two people.

"Yan Qing: 100 rings."

"Jiang Sheng: 98 rings."

The result was so obvious that everyone present was stunned for a moment, especially Jiang Sheng, who opened his eyes wide with disbelief on his face.

"How is that possible? You cheated."

The teacher also showed a look of surprise. He looked at Yan Qing, then at Jiang Sheng, and then spoke slowly.

"Yan Qing wins this match." The voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

The classmates began to whisper, they were shocked by Yan Qing's performance, but only Jiang Ye knew that Yan Qing used that ability.

It's a bit of a bully...

Yan Qing admitted frankly, "I did cheat, but it's also a reflection of my strength. You can cheat too!"

The little expression on his face was arrogant, with a harmless smile at the corner of his mouth, which was definitely murderous.

Everyone: ".........."

Jiang Sheng's face turned pale and blue. He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute. He didn't have the ability to do so.

Then he turned and ran.

The other students dispersed and went about their own business, but their opinions of Yan Qing had changed greatly.

Jiang Ye witnessed this ability again and was very excited, but his face remained calm.

"Bullying ordinary people is also something to be proud of."

Yan Qing took off his goggles, revealing smiling eyes, "Why can't you be proud? It's based on your strength. If you were on the battlefield, you would have such ability."

"And your opponent is an ordinary person. Just for the sake of so-called fairness, you're going to just ignore it? You're really stupid."

"Sick brain."

"I........." Jiang Ye was unable to refute. He watched the man leave and hurriedly chased after him, "Wait for me."

Outside on the Rose Avenue, facing Jiang Ye's relentless pursuit, Yan Qing turned around and glared at him in annoyance.

"I've already told you that I'm not interested. You should also know that as a military disciple, it's easy for me to become a soldier."

Jiang Ye pursed his lips, but continued to persuade him, "My team is really good and powerful, but we are short of a sniper position."

"And you are the most suitable one. We have received an assessment invitation from the Seventh Military Region. As long as we pass the assessment."

"You may become a member of the special team directly under the Seventh Military Region. The lowest rank is major, and you only take orders from one person."

“What a great honor…” He hadn’t even gotten to the point of saying the word “honor” when the man in front of him grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against a wooden pillar.

The speed was so fast that he was a little dazed.