Chapter 366: Chapter 366

The professional soldiers loved the feeling of firepower suppression! Within a minute, they had luckily assembled their firearms. Meanwhile, on our side, apart from Lingling who was skilled with guns, the others weren’t as professional in assembling them. Thus, the battle became a standoff. Jing Shu was not as fortunate; after killing two people, she finally drew attention.

Big stone saved her life at a crucial moment. Even though Jing Shu wore a bulletproof vest, a shot to the head would have been just as deadly. She had never experienced the sound of gunfire skimming past her ears like that.

Fear! Terrifying! Angry! Outrage!

Jing Shu had originally wanted to keep a low profile and find another way, but she gave up. Of course, she couldn’t outgun the professionals. With two guns pointed at her, they would probably blow her head off the moment she showed her face. So, she decided against pulling out a machine gun and returning fire; she didn’t dare.

However, the firing from these two didn’t excite the audience but rather elicited numerous screams. The machine gun had missed Jing Shu and instead hit the spectators behind her, killing several on the spot. Other injured spectators screamed as they tried to flee, but those in the safe zone wouldn’t give way.

The situation was chaotic for a moment.

The Nobles laughed and clinked glasses as if watching a clown perform; the bulletproof glass was indeed effective.

The host had preemptively ducked under the stage and was now shouting, "Oh, damn it, can’t you aim a bit better? You almost hit me! But these ugly foot-picking big men are undoubtedly professional special forces, and they’re already moving forward. The end is near for those two Asians! Stop this damned firing already!"

In the midst of the chaos, the two showy soldiers suddenly started screaming and jumping around. Their machine guns swiveled 360°, and they accidentally fired at each other, even randomly killing more than a dozen lucky spectators, adding to the confusion.

As the host shouted, the crowd was still unaware of what had happened. The two seemingly victorious men were now dead. Before dying, their faces were covered with tiny black insects that devoured their heads clean in a matter of moments.

The Nobles were astonished, the audience gasped, and the host continuously expressed his shock, exclaiming loudly, "My God, is this the Cup Skill of Dongfang Shenqi? This venomous woman must be an eighty-year-old witch in disguise!"

The black insects receded like a tide, as if they’d never been there, leaving everyone with goosebumps. They unanimously agreed that they must stay away from this terrifying woman.

Little Black swallowed nervously, subconsciously moving several steps away from Jing Shu. Goosebumps covered his entire body; as someone involved, he had seen just how terrifying those insects were.

It was at that moment that the battle on the other side also came to an end. Jing Shu was curious. She had taken on four by herself, so why did it take her teammates, who were 4v2, so long to finish the battle?

This is what happened: Monkey had been exposed right from the start, pitifully sniped and shot with a Crossbow. In a dire situation, he went 1v2 and even took a hit.

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Lingling was busy gathering supplies and assembling a gun. For her, without an assembled gun, she had no killing power. Jing Shu could understand that. Finally, when Lingling got her gun ready and faced off against the opposing sniper, she emerged superior and shot the sniper dead.

Monkey, wounded by a bullet and with no sniper to challenge him, defeated the soldier with the Crossbow head-on and emerged victorious. At the same time, Jing Shu had just finished killing four people.

So, what were Tan Ke and Snake Spirit doing? ...Heh.

So, Jing Shu single-handedly restrained most of the firepower, while Monkey faced two opponents alone. And during this time, when Lingling was assembling the gun, what were these two up to?

Snake Spirit got lost, having developed some sort of cognitive dysfunction where he couldn’t tell left from right, or north from south. Without his little snakes to guide him, he was a complete directionless mess.

At the start, Tan Ke charged forward and fell into a pit that had been used earlier for the snakes, which was four to five meters deep. By the time Tan Ke climbed out, the battle was already over.

Let’s not even discuss Tan Ke, with his foolishness and slow wits. But Snake Spirit, a snake, getting lost? Despite their individual strength being off the charts, they were utterly useless once grouped together.

After the match ended, Jing Shu from the Asian team made quite an impression, being dubbed the "Wizard" and additionally earning 2,000 Black Market Coins. Jing Shu’s mercenary squad had also successfully advanced to A tier, with only one step away from S tier!

Pei Qi made a killing, and he was overjoyed with the Asian team’s success. It was foreseeable that the next few days would be filled with news about this Asian squad.

After the killing match concluded, all the audience members who had suffered gunshot wounds, whether dead or alive, were taken away under the pretext of treatment. Jing Shu suspected they were probably going to be fed to some creature.

Anyway, for an Underground black market teeming with tens of thousands of people, the disappearance of a few dozen a day went largely unnoticed.

The Black Market didn’t disperse. Instead, it continued with the subsequent matches. However, after the recent spectacle, more than half of the crowd had left.

Jing Shu and her team acquired the rich resources and inheritance of the opposing team. After liquidating these assets to the Black Market, each member received an additional 1,000 Black Market Coins. This battle yielded a rich harvest, at least providing Jing Shu with enough capital to pull off a heist with the fat chicken.

But the fat chicken was nothing but trouble. From a distance came Ah Huang’s heart-wrenching screams. Monkey, his face grim as he covered his wound, quickly discovered that the fat chicken was chasing Ah Huang all over the room...

Seeing its master, Ah Huang came whimpering with its tail between its legs. Several bald patches were on its body, and some areas seemed to have been pecked raw. It was as if it were trying to say, "Boo hoo, the fat chicken bullied me, plucking all the fur off my body."

Looking at the fat chicken, its mouth was filled with clumps of Ah Huang’s fur, as if trying to stick them onto itself. Upon seeing Jing Shu, it used its eyes to complain, "It wasn’t me who started it! Ah Huang called me a bald chicken."

Monkey couldn’t fathom why Ah Huang, a C-rank world-renowned fierce dog that usually loved catching wild chickens, was getting bullied by this ugly and fat hen.

"Well, it really is a fighting chicken," Snake Spirit said with a click of his tongue.

Monkey’s face grew even darker.

Jing Shu coughed twice. "Come on, let me remove the bullet, stitch you up, and bandage the wound. I’ll only charge you 100 Contribution Points."

Poor Monkey. His shoulder had been injured the first day and his arm the next.

Jing Shu didn’t bring professional surgical tools, nor did she have the dedication of a Doctor. A small knife was heated red-hot, cut into the arm, chopsticks were used to extract the bullet, and then the wound was stitched up with about ten stainless steel stitches. Of course, this was topped with Jing Shu’s immortal ointment, which immediately stopped the bleeding and formed a scab. In less than three days, he’d be as good as new.

Jing Shu gave Tan Ke 5 Contribution Points for holding down the agitated Monkey, saving her a lot of effort during the surgery.