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  During this period, there were also several infiltration incidents of foreign unknown persons in the college, all of which were discovered by the college patrol team, or were killed on the spot, or captured alive.

  During this period, the college has also increased its patrol and security personnel. The patrol team of the college is composed of students with certain strengths. Coupled with the technique of combined attack in the battle formation, ordinary acquired warriors can't get it right.

  Through this period of study, Wang Hong has a certain understanding of medicinal materials. The ginseng, sealwort, and purple lucidum in his space are all helpful for practicing internal strength. There are many ways to take it. It can be decocted into a decoction, made into pills, mixed with food to make a medicinal diet, or made into medicinal wine. Various methods have their own advantages and disadvantages.

  At this time, Wang Hong was concentrating on stewing a pot of soup. During the day, Zhang Tiemao and the others went hunting in the mountains, and when they caught a wild boar weighing three to four hundred catties, they gave Wang Hong a large piece of pork ribs. Wang Hong went to the space to dig a 40-year-old Polygonatum and stewed it with pork ribs. Polygonatum is mild in nature and flavor, has the effects of invigorating the spleen and replenishing qi, tonifying the kidney and replenishing essence, and is most suitable for taking as a medicinal diet.

At this time, the edge of the casserole lid was gurgling white steam, "It's been stewed for an hour, it should be ready to eat." Wang Hong lifted the lid, and saw the milky white soup inside gurgling, with a strong meaty aroma Mixed with a touch of medicinal fragrance. The herbal flavor of sealwort is not too strong. If you use medicinal materials with too strong flavor, the medicated diet will lose the original flavor of the food.

  Wang Hong picked out a rib, grabbed it with his hand, put it to his mouth and blew a few times, and then bit down hard. "Hmm! The bones are crispy and rotten, and the mouth is soft and glutinous." Wang Hong finished the meat in two or three bites, and he didn't forget to **** out the soup from the ribs, making a sizzling sound, and then bit the bones to pieces. Every time you chew, some of the thick bone marrow in the bone flows into your mouth.

  Wang Hong was happily eating meat and drinking soup, when a hoarse voice came to his ears: "Boy, the food is delicious, and I don't know how to respect the old and love the young. Please take a sip of this old man."

  Wang Hong was startled by the sudden sound, and looked around where the sound came from. He saw a figure in black night clothes, a black scarf covering his face, and a shining single knife in his hand, standing at the door.

  Wang Hong's heart tightened, why did someone touch him at home? The person who came here was at least an acquired martial artist. Although he had also entered the acquired realm, he had no actual combat experience, and he had just started practicing marksmanship. I don't have any confidence in my heart that I can beat this masked man.

   "Boy, don't be nervous, and don't think too much, I'll just ask you a few things, and you can answer honestly." As he spoke, he raised the knife in his hand and gestured at Wang Hong a few times.

Wang Hong suppressed the fear in his heart, and suddenly smiled all over his face, "You can always ask any questions, the little one will know everything, and you can talk endlessly. To be honest, the big heroes like you are the ones I admire most in my life. Great hero. If you look down on the little one, you can tell me anything, and the little one will take care of it for you."

  The masked man relaxed a lot when he saw that Wang Hong was willing to cooperate, and thought, "The kid is quite sensible, and it's not bad for a twelve or thirteen-year-old child not to pee in fear. I'll let you die quickly."

  The masked man pulled a chair and sat down at the door, asking: "It is said that a fairy came here not long ago, but is it true?"

As soon as Wang Hong heard that this was indeed the case, he immediately replied: "This is true. Thousands of people witnessed it with their own eyes. The immortal master can control the flying sword into a few feet in the air, and with a light finger, it will The boulder was smashed to pieces. Finally, the immortal master sat on the flying sword, and disappeared like a bolt of lightning in the blink of an eye." Wang Hong said while filling a bowl of soup and drinking it slowly.

   After hearing this, the masked man's pupils constricted, apparently his heart was not at peace. "Then why did the immortal master come here? Did he leave behind any treasures? Such as elixir, secret books of immortal arts and the like."

Wang Hong took a sip of the soup to moisten his throat, and then said: "The immortal master should come to recruit disciples for his immortal sect. He tested everyone with magic weapons, and then accepted a disciple. As for the elixir, there are naturally some " Wang Hong filled the bowl with some soup, and walked around the room with a soup bowl while talking.

"That elixir is really miraculous. You just need to open the bottle cap and take a sip, and you can feel your skills increase greatly. Our old dean just took one and his skills improved so much that even his white hair turned black. As far as I know, this elixir is still alive." There is one, but it's a pity..." Wang Hong was talking excitedly, and unknowingly walked two feet closer to the masked man. The masked man was excited when he heard it, and this kid even whetted his appetite. Subconsciously asked: "What a pity?"

   "Unfortunately, it was also eaten!" While saying this, the soup bowl in Wang Hong's hand splashed towards the masked man's eyes.

  At the same time, an iron gun appeared in his hand, and quickly stabbed the masked man in the chest. Wang Hong had practiced this move for a long time to quickly take weapons from the space and quickly put into battle.

  The masked man heard "It's a pity that he was also eaten" and his head hadn't completely turned the corner. With this dazed effort, he saw a bowl of soup spilled on him. The masked man had a lot of fighting experience, he quickly waved his sleeve with his left arm to cover it, and the single saber with his right hand slashed diagonally forward from bottom to top. Since it was inconvenient for him to dodge while sitting on a chair, his body was only shifted a few inches to the left in a hurry.

Wang Hong's shot from close range was also extremely fast. When the point of the gun was only an inch away from the masked man's left chest, it was deflected a little by his single-handed slash, and he dodged a few inches, " "Pfft" came the sound of the tip of the gun piercing the flesh. A shot pierced into the upper part of the masked man's right chest, more than three inches into the flesh.

  Wang Hong also wanted to expand the results of the battle, and sent the tip of the gun forward. Although the masked man was injured, his reaction was not slow at all, so he retreated and slashed at Wang Hong's fingers along the gun barrel. Wang Hong couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only rotate the tip of the gun around the wound, and quickly retracted it at the same time, bringing out a large piece of flesh and blood.

  Wang Hong rushed to attack quickly again, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, without giving the opponent any time to breathe, and at the same time seized the position at the door to prevent him from escaping.

Wang Hong knew that although he hadn't been stabbed in the heart just now, he couldn't be killed immediately, but his lungs were definitely pierced, and the outside air would enter from the chest cavity, and he would faint in at most two quarters of an hour. The masked man will never last long. Just hold him back, wait for him to pass out, and you've won.

  Wang Hong has only practiced marksmanship for three months, so his real strength is naturally far behind the masked man. Now he can only use his advantage to attack quickly.

  At the beginning, Wang Hong's quick attack was largely due to his nervousness. After all, it was the first time he fought someone, and his martial arts were much better than his own. Now, the more you fight, the more handy you are, and your understanding of the "Thunder Gun" method is getting deeper and deeper.

  The masked man on the opposite side was very annoyed, thinking that he had been walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, and today he capsized in the gutter.

  At first, he didn't pay much attention to the boy opposite, who looked only twelve or thirteen years old. Even if you start practicing martial arts in the womb, how much ability can you have? He also slacked off a little bit, and just a little bit made his way.

  The masked man became weaker as he fought more and more. He felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, and it was easy to exhale, but the outside air could not be inhaled even after exerting all his strength.

  Hands and feet became weaker and weaker, unable to exert strength. My eyelids are heavy and I just want to sleep well.

  The masked man bit the tip of his tongue, forced himself up, and felt ruthless in his heart: "If you want to kill me, even if you die, you will have to hold me back."

  Wang Hong pierced his abdomen with a "White Snake Spitting Letter".

  The masked man's eyes were red, showing a crazy look. Grasping the gun barrel with his left hand, he threw himself forward, and slashed at Wang Hong's neck with a single knife in his right hand, intending to die with Wang Hong.

The masked man continued to chase Wang Hong with the last of his strength. The room was too small to escape a few steps. Wang Hong fled a few steps, and suddenly an iron rod appeared in his hand. Can't wait to be pierced and feel cold.

  The masked man fell to the ground, his limbs twitched for a while, and finally died. The masked man couldn't figure it out when he was dying. Where did this gun come from?