The others who were sleeping soundly were all jolted awake by this short burst of fighting. The loud gunshot reverberated in the cave, and everyone felt as though an explosive had gone off next to their ears.
These people who had just woken up did not even know what had happened. The gray shadow figure behind Xu Xianchu had already materialized and was guarding him without moving an inch.
The temperature at the muzzle of Yang Xiaojin's gun was rapidly cooling down, but the blood of the soldier opposite her was rapidly cooling down. This was the first time Yang Xiaojin had actually fired a gun during the trip. No one could have expected her to be so determined and decisive.
Moreover, she looked very calm when she killed someone. It was as if she was just drinking water.
But in fact, it was not Yang Xiaojin who had a huge visual impact on the others. It was Ren Xiaosu.
In the blink of an eye, the bullet had already entered a person's body like a flash of lightning. The huge rotational kinetic energy tore at the muscles and organs, and it only stopped when the kinetic energy was completely exhausted. But the scene of the bullet entering a person's body could not be seen by others, and neither could the person who was shot.
But it was different on Ren Xiaosu's side. The scene of him single-handedly holding an adult man hostage was too violent.
Ren Xiaosu was only 1.78 meters tall, and his body was far from fully developed at the age of 17. Therefore, whether it was Xu Xianchu, Liu Bu, or Yang Xiaojin, none of them were concerned about Ren Xiaosu's "combat strength."
In their opinion, how much strength could a malnourished refugee in town have? All he had done was hone some survival skills in the wilderness.
Ren Xiaosu had never made a move, and neither had Yang Xiaojin fired a gun. As a result, everyone only had a vague idea of how strong the two of them were. This was also the reason why the assailant and the others did not make a move.
However, what they didn't expect was that their vague judgment was so wrong.
Ren Xiaosu's fingers clamped down on the assailant's neck like a pair of iron pincers. The assailant immediately felt that blood could no longer flow to his brain. He could have kicked Ren Xiaosu's vitals with his foot, but his mind was blank at this moment, and his limbs were twitching uncontrollably.
Yang Xiaojin did not look at the fallen soldier in front of her. Instead, she looked quietly at Ren Xiaosu. She was already holding two guns in her hands and aiming them at everyone in the cave.
But she was also a little puzzled. Ren Xiaosu had clearly fallen asleep earlier, so his snoring might have been fake. But Ren Xiaosu's eyelids could not be faked.
Her training even included the ability to judge whether someone was asleep or not. A person could pretend to be asleep, but their thoughts would subconsciously move their eyelids. A person who was not asleep would not be able to control their eyelids for a long time.
Therefore, she knew that Ren Xiaosu was really asleep.
But the moment the assailant and the others got up, Ren Xiaosu's snoring stopped, proving that he had already woken up at that moment.
How could a person who was in a deep sleep remain vigilant all the time? A refugee like Ren Xiaosu couldn't possibly have received the same training as her!
Far away in town, Yan Liuyuan's happiest time every day was actually when he was keeping vigil for Ren Xiaosu. That was because he felt that he was needed by Ren Xiaosu and that he could do something for Ren Xiaosu.
Although he could not go hunting with Ren Xiaosu because he had to keep vigil, he still felt that being a night watchman meant a lot to him.
But unbeknownst to Yan Liuyuan, Ren Xiaosu had long since stopped needing anyone to keep vigil for him.
And at this moment, in Yang Xiaojin's eyes, Ren Xiaosu displayed supernatural strength. A thin and weak young man actually had such strength? Even Yang Xiaojin did not expect this.
The private soldier who was lying in a pool of blood struggled and said, "Sun Junzheng, do it!"
But the soldier named Sun Junzheng was curled up in the cave, not daring to make a sound.
Xu Xianchu frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Ren Xiaosu ignored him and stared intently at the assailants. He had found pine cones and pine needles for these people and even gave them the water source in the cave. Although he had his own reasons for doing so, the outcome was good.
Ren Xiaosu had long since discovered that these people were plotting something. He had thought that these people would have a bottom line or at least exercise some restraint.
He did not try to ask the assailants what they were after. Water? Guns? Luo Xinyu?
Ren Xiaosu felt that there was no need for him to scream and ask why like someone who had been betrayed. That was because he did not need an answer.
Without trust, there would naturally be no betrayal. In Ren Xiaosu's eyes, these teammates were no different from wild animals.
Ren Xiaosu did not immediately break the assailant's neck because he wanted to see how Xu Xianchu would react.
But at this moment, the voice from the palace said in his mind, "Quest: Give the enemy a quick death."
This time, Ren Xiaosu was really stunned. Wasn't this a palace that advocated doing good deeds? Why did it suddenly become so decisive in killing?
In the past, Ren Xiaosu had always taken advantage of the loopholes in the quests. This time, he was the one who was not used to it.
Could it be that not torturing the enemy was considered a good deed for the palace? Wasn't your bottom line dropping way too quickly?
However, Ren Xiaosu knew that the palace did not have a consciousness of its own. There must be an internal mechanism for it to issue such a quest.
With a muffled sound, Ren Xiaosu snapped the assailant's neck. Sun Junzheng, who was in the cave, trembled when he heard the muffled sound. "It's not my fault … I didn't even tell them that you're very strong!"
Bang!
Yang Xiaojin shot him between the eyebrows. Sun Junzheng did not have the time to finish his sentence.
Ren Xiaosu turned to look at Yang Xiaojin. Yang Xiaojin said calmly, "Concealing the crime is the same as committing the same crime."
Ren Xiaosu gasped. Yang Xiaojin meant that although Sun Junzheng did not tell the assailant that Ren Xiaosu was very strong, he knew that the assailant was going to commit murder. However, he did not do anything to warn Ren Xiaosu. Therefore, in order to not leave any loose ends, Sun Junzheng should also die.
Ren Xiaosu felt that even though he had repeatedly refreshed his understanding of Yang Xiaojin, Yang Xiaojin's cruelty and decisiveness in killing still exceeded his expectations.
However, he did not think that Yang Xiaojin was wrong.
Overnight, the team of 11 people was reduced to six. Only Xu Xianchu, Ren Xiaosu, Luo Xinyu, Liu Bu, Wang Lei, and Yang Xiaojin were left.
"Quest complete. Awarded Master Skill Duplication Scroll."
Without even thinking, Ren Xiaosu used the Master Skill Duplication Scroll on Xu Xianchu. Compared to Yang Xiaojin's firearms proficiency, his advancement from advanced to master was not that significant. So what he needed more at this moment was Xu Xianchu's ability!
"Randomly extracting the target's master skill or superpower. If you do not possess the corresponding advanced skill after extracting the master skill, you will not be able to learn it.
"Determined that the target does not have a master skill. Extracted the superpower 'Shadow Clone.' Do you want to learn it?"
Ren Xiaosu was ecstatic. So it turned out that if the target did not have a master skill, he could directly extract the superpower?
He thought that the chances were very low!
"Learn it!
"Learned 'Shadow Clone.'"
Ren Xiaosu sensed the newly copied skill and realized that there was a shadow of himself standing quietly in the palace.
But what surprised Ren Xiaosu was that Xu Xianchu's shadow was gray, while his was black.
What was going on? Was it because his face was darker because he did not wash it?
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