Just when Qiao Huan was waiting for the match with Song Weiqiu, he first received the news of the match between Song Weiqiu and Meng Yunxia.

However, there are very few people who know about this game, and they only know that the result is that Song Weiqiu won.

Not only that, Song Weiqiu also became the vice president of the student union.

As for Meng Yunxia, she was reduced to the head of the firm.

Qiao Huan was very surprised when he saw the news on the school forum.

Is this Meng Yunxia so weak?

"Want to know about Meng Yunxia? Why don't you ask me? ”

A rebellious voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Song Yuchen.

Qiao Huan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Song Yuchen sat beside Qiao Huan, "What about Yan Qingrang?" ”

"In class." Although Qiao Huan and Yan Qingrang are in the same class, Qiao Huan rarely goes to class.

"What a good student!" Song Yuchen looked at Qiao Fan closely.

Qiao Huan stepped back, frowned, and said, "Don't come here." ”

Song Yuchen smiled nonchalantly, "I'm just going to see how your wounds heal." ”

Qiao Xuan pursed his lips, with some displeasure in his eyes.

"I can't see the wound anymore, no wonder I went to the school election." Song Yuchen nodded and applauded: "It's good-looking!" ”

I don't know if it's a compliment, Qiao Fan doesn't know how to take it.

"If it's okay, I'll go." Qiao Xuan said politely and detachedly.

"Wait, don't you want to know about your boyfriend and Meng Yunxia?" Song Yuchen lazily opened his mouth and stopped Qiao Huan.

Qiao Huan stopped and looked at Song Yuchen, his voice calm and composed, "What conditions?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of the fire to rob and snatch love." The corners of Song Yuchen's mouth hooked slightly, and said, "I heard that you once won the last in a shooting duel. ”

Qiao Huan met Song Yuchen's gaze and nodded.

Song Yuchen said: "Today is the high-level field of the shooting duel, you and I team up, if you win, I will tell you what happened between Meng Yunxia and Yan Qingrang." ”

"Okay." Qiao Huan took a sip.

"Refreshing!" Song Yuchen laughed, "Aren't you afraid of losing?" ”

Qiao Huan said calmly: "As long as you don't lag behind, you won't lose." ”

Song Yuchen had confidence and arrogance in his eyes, "Don't worry, I will never hold back." ”

The two still arrived at the same building where they had played a shooting duel last time.

Qiao Fan asked, "Do you have a registration card?" ”

Song Yuchen's eyes revealed confusion, "Registration card? ”

Qiao Fan: ???

After being in school for a while, Qiao Fan knew that many large-scale games had to be signed up in advance.

How can I participate without a registration card?

Song Yuchen seemed to remember, looked around, and tapped his finger, "Who is that?" Yes, it's you, come here. ”

Looking at the flat-headed and small-eyed boy who came over, Qiao Huan felt emmmmmm in his heart

turned out to be a card seller again.

This person is really everywhere!

Song Yuchen pointed to himself, "Do you know me?" ”

"Brother Song, of course I know!" The card seller said, "What do you have Brother Song?" ”

As he spoke, the card seller glanced at Qiao Fan gossipingly.

Isn't this Yan Qing making his girlfriend Qiao Fan?!

How are you with Song Yuchen?

For the 20 million of the shooting duel?

The junior version of the gun duel, the first place is five million.

Advanced version of the gun duel, the winner, 20 million coins.

But these two people are very strong!

In the midst of the card seller's thoughts, Song Yuchen spoke.

"Get two registration cards." Song Yuchen said.

The corners of the card seller's mouth twitched slightly, "Brother Song, this is about to start......"

"Yours one, go collect another one." Song Yuchen seemed to say that the weather is getting cold today, and it is as natural for you to drink more hot water.

The card seller swallowed his anger, "Wait for me for five minutes." ”

Qiao Huan glanced at Song Yuchen, such a natural call, he really wasn't from a young master of an ordinary family.

Selfish and conceited, never thinking about others in doing things, and looking above the top.

And they don't know how to be polite.

Five minutes later, the card seller handed over the registration card to Song Yuchen and Qiao Huan.

One for each person.

Song Yuchen didn't even say thank you, as if it was an honor for the card seller to be able to do all this for him.

After thanking him, Qiao asked "How much?" I'll pass it on to you. ”

"No, no, no!" The card seller hurriedly waved his hand and glanced at Song Yuchen cautiously, "It's my honor to be able to do things for Brother Song." ”

Qiao Huan: "...... Thank you. ”

Since it was voluntary, Qiao Fan had nothing to say.

After entering the field, Qiao Fan knew how big the difference was between the senior field and the junior field.

Each person in the primary field has a pistol, and the bullets are limited.

In the advanced field, everyone starts with nothing.

And all kinds of guns and ammunition are hidden in one room after another.

There were not only pistols, but also submachine guns and sniper rifles.

The equipment also has more two-stage heads, three-stage heads, body armor, pans, quadruple mirrors, eight-fold mirrors, etc.

There were still fifty people, and after everyone checked their equipment, the game began.

Unable to attack for the first thirty seconds, everyone dispersed in a hurry, and each went separately to find a place to hide and pick up something.

Qiao Huan thought that Song Yuchen would find a gun, so he rushed up to just shoot, but he didn't expect Song Yuchen to take him to search the house.

And let her look at the doors and windows.

"Three-level head, you take it." Song Yuchen gave the helmet to Qiao Huan, and then looked at the gun on the ground, a little disgusted.

Qiao Huan put on his three-level head and picked up the gun, "Why don't you take the gun?" ”

"No bullets, this kind of gun doesn't feel good." Song Yuchen glanced around, reached out and found a box of bullets from the top of the bookcase in this classroom.

"Mismatch." Song Yuchen shrugged helplessly.

Qiao Fan: ...... This game is quite 6.

Song Yuchen was bold and careful, and after finding the gun, it was as if it had been opened.

"Snipe?" Song Yuchen picked up the sniper rifle on the ground and asked Qiao Huan, "Do you use it?" ”

"No, you don't." Qiao Huan felt that the submachine gun in his hand was quite handy.

And there are more bullets.

Song Yuchen hid the sniper rifle behind the bookcase.

You can't use it yourself, and you can't let others get it.

Everyone has this kind of mind, so when they look for things here, they always hide and look for them.

After all, if the enemy is stronger, he will be weaker.

By the 10-minute mark, there were only 21 people left on the field.

Qiao Huan and Song Yuchen cooperated to destroy a team, and after picking some loot, they moved on to the next target.

At the same time, the paying audience card seller stood on the big screen for money and exclaimed: "It's amazing, it's a tacit understanding!" Two to five! ”

Although Qiao Fan has fought five times before, they are all a group of parallel goods in the low-level field.

Those who have the confidence to participate in the advanced field are all people with superb marksmanship and keen perception!

After all, the registration fee for the senior field is 400,000 yuan, and those who are incapable will not throw money so stupidly.

Of course, there are people who are really so stupid.

The card seller failed to participate, but Song Yuchen and Qiao Huan made him angry, and both of them were very powerful, so the card seller paid onlookers and posted on the forum.

"Shocked! The king of guns actually asked the school flower candidate to do this kind of thing! ”