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Text 65. Beijing alone

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    "Ling Xiao exchanged for you six times, the opportunity to use special warfare heroes. I will arrange for you to use the six opportunities at one time next week, during the weekend break. This is the most effective. If you are lucky, you will  There is a chance to break through and be promoted to the mob!"

    "Becoming a professional, the ability to awaken is very random, but if there is a suitable spiritual object, and it is fused during promotion, there is a chance to obtain a specific ability."

    "Since you have handed in the essence of Hercules, I will help you apply for three spiritual objects of the warrior family. If you are lucky, if you fuse these spiritual objects, you will have one or two more than professionals of the same level.  A kind of supernatural power."

    "Come on!"

    "I am very optimistic about you."

    Yan Lingse comforted Hu Huan with a few words, and then walked away.

    At this moment, other students are visiting, and the Modern Literature Museum is empty.  Hu Huan was about to go back to the dormitory when he heard an extremely familiar voice: "Hu Huan, are you okay?"

    "Very good."

    When Zhang Mingyu saw Hu Huan, he jumped up excitedly and gave him a big hug.

    It took a lot of effort for Hu Huan to tear this guy off his body, and asked angrily: "You told me that someone was going to assassinate Ling Xiao? It turned out that we were almost killed?"

    "Do you want to give me an explanation?"

    Zhang Mingyu was dumbfounded. The information he got was limited, and he really didn't know how to answer this question.

    "How do I know that they are coming to hunt us down?"

    "Besides, they don't have any reason to kill us. Student Ling Xiao was born in the Tianmo Ling family. Once he dies in China, he will be separated from the Tianmo Ling family. The consequences will be very serious. We are all small people, even if we die, we will not die.  Something political."

    "I also called to ask, but I couldn't get any news."

    Hu Huan was furious, but he also knew that Zhang Mingyu was not to blame.

    Especially this guy, at a critical juncture, tried to sacrifice himself and fight for a way out for himself, which is considered intentional, even though it was Hu Huan who rescued him in the end.

    However, with such a battle experience, he really felt that Zhang Mingyu was not bad.

    At least at the moment of life and death, he is a good comrade who can be entrusted to others and can be relied on.

    "What about Ling Xiao?"

    Although Hu Huan knew a little secret, firstly, that agent Hercules may not be telling the truth, and secondly, the other party had plans to kill him, but he would definitely give up assassinating Ling Xiao if he didn't say anything.

    Ling Xiao is still in danger!

    "I also called to ask about this matter."

    Zhang Mingyu said in a low voice: "We still have to obey the arrangement above and be ready to dispatch at any time."

    Hu Huan sighed, and was about to say something, Zhang Mingyu handed over a bag, he picked it up, it was very heavy, and asked: "What is this?"

    "Pistol, and two hundred rounds of ammunition."

    "You are also an active-duty soldier, and I also helped you get a gun license. We Qianlong Army are all qualified to be equipped with guns in order to deal with emergencies."

    "But don't shoot randomly!"

    "The management of this thing is still very strict. Every bullet fired must be reported, and its whereabouts cannot be unknown."

    The pistol is fine, 200 rounds of bullets are really heavy, this is because Hu Huan has a special mission, otherwise he would never be issued with so many bullets, at most 50 rounds would be enough.

    Carrying a heavy bag, Hu Huan went all the way back to the room, and Zhang Mingyu actually followed.

    Hu Huan didn't bother to say anything, he was really tired these days, and he only came to the special training class for six days, and it took him two months to work so hard!  How can I go there?

    He put the gun bag on the bed, Zhang Mingyu hurried over, took out the holster from the gun bag, helped him hang it under his armpit, and warned: "This thing can't be placed casually."

    Hu Hua nodded, but did not speak. This is Zhang Mingyu, otherwise he would have thrown the mysterious conch into it, and he would not have put it casually.

    The two experienced a life-and-death fight, and now they were free, but quickly found some topics, and began to chat about the world.

    Zhang Mingyu is a person who has really seen the world. Not only is he a native of Beijing, but he also has an extraordinary family background. He even has a small group of people in his class who support him. When he went to Hu Huan to ask for a fetish card, he followed several people around him.

    Compared to Zhang Mingyu, a bumpkin like Hu Huan didn't understand anything.

    But as soon as Zhang Mingyu came to thank him, he helped him turn around the matter of the fetish card, and this time he saved his life with all his might.Tell him in detail about the various taboos, legends, and even the situation of professionals in various countries.

    These words cannot be heard in class. Some words are not convenient for the teacher to say, and some words are too detailed to be explained in class.

    In the evening, the students did not come back. Most of them went to play around after the visit. After all, it is not easy to come to the capital once in this year. There are too many places worth strolling in the capital.

    Hu Huan was too lazy to go out, so Zhang Mingyu went out to buy some cooked food and two dozen beers. The two of them were quite happy eating and drinking in the room.

    Half an hour later, Xiao Jianseng, Li Xinluo, and Su Qiang also joined this small group, and even a few other students joined in, and Hu Huan's dormitory became the busiest one.

    When there were too many people, someone suggested playing cards, and soon someone joined in poker. This time, because of the large number of people, they changed the game.

    This time, Hu Huan didn't want to play cards with them.

    Hu Huan couldn't bear the atmosphere in the dormitory either, so he left quietly, and before he left, he didn't forget to take away the cloth bag Zhang Mingyu gave him.

    After leaving the dormitory, Hu Huan threw the bullets, pistol, and holster into the mysterious conch, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and went straight out of the Modern Literature Museum.

    He just wanted to be alone.

    Hu Huan walked on the street alone. During today's battle, he felt a little weird, that is, he didn't seem to be himself.

    This feeling is very subtle, and he can't tell, there is something wrong, but there is something wrong.

    "This is the first time I'm fighting a professional, and it's a life-and-death fight. How can I not be afraid at all, and can handle it calmly?"

    "My two fights today, whether it was against the Asian woman or the one-on-one with Hercules, I handled them flawlessly. It's as if I have experienced countless battles and developed a fighting instinct."

    "I'm not even afraid, even if the knife is held a few centimeters away from the eyes, I don't have the slightest emotion."

    "It's not right, very wrong."

    Hu Huan walked on the streets of Beijing at night, looking up at the starry sky. The night is very beautiful tonight, the stars are so bright that the moonlight is somewhat covered up.

    He murmured to himself: "I always feel that something in my body is awakening. ?
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