Chapter 99: The Cow's Divine Skill

  It's not easy to have a quiet night, Qu Wenben thought he could finally take it easy, but now it seems that won't be possible. Since he can't drive and doesn't have a Hong Kong driver's license, he can only give Lu Jianjun Xia Junliang's address over the phone and let him take a taxi here.

  After dozens of minutes, Lu Jianjun arrived at Xia Junliang's home by taxi. Accompanying him were two young men in their late 20s, with robust physiques and resolute faces, exuding a unique military aura that felt particularly majestic and powerful.

  As soon as the car stopped, Lu Jianjun rushed over from a distance, vigorously patting Qu Wen's arms: "Great, you little guy! Last time I only found out that you have a great capacity for alcohol, but didn't realize you're also good with guns. Come on, let me introduce you to Han Lei and Sima Guanjun." Lu Jianjun leaned in closer, lowering his voice: "These two are the new generation of tough guys from our military region's special forces unit. They just finished a mission last month and were given a month off by their superiors, so they took advantage of the break to come play in Hong Kong for a few days."

  Qu Wen knew that Lu Jianjun was from the Chengdu Military Region's compound, so what he said naturally referred to the Chengdu Military Region.

  He has admired soldiers since he was a child and would have enlisted long ago to fulfill his parents' wishes, perhaps still serving in the army now.

  Looking at Han Lei and Sima Guanjun, Qu Wen's face was full of admiration. The elite special forces from the military region were indeed formidable. How fierce they must be to be considered elite. If the two of them had been there on the previous night, he probably wouldn't have even had a chance to react. Maybe before he could even respond, all twelve opponents would have already been taken down.

  "Hello, Big Brother Han and Big Brother Sima. I'm Qu Wen. These two are my brothers Zhao Haifeng and Jiandan." Qu Wen shook hands with Han Pei and Sima Guanjun enthusiastically, then invited the three of them into the house.

  This villa is just one of Xia Junliang's residences in Hong Kong, with a total of eight rooms inside. When Xia Junliang goes out to handle affairs, there are usually only two servants left behind, making it seem particularly deserted. Now, with the sudden arrival of six young people, it instantly becomes lively and full of vitality.

  Xia Junliang saw the situation and just chatted with everyone for a few words, then threw the key to Qu Wen, leaving a few young people at home to make a big fuss.

  As soon as Xia Junliang left, Lu Jianjun immediately sat down beside Qu Wen, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "How about it, champion? I didn't cheat you, did I? The godly shooter in the video is my good brother. Next time, that Type 56 assault rifle will be mine."

  Simmering with discontent, Sima Guanjun shot a glance at Lu Jianjun: "You've got off cheap, you little brat. You're no longer in the Special Forces, what's the point of collecting these things?"

  "Who says that not wearing a military uniform means you can't collect military supplies? Don't you know that what's lost is the most precious?" Lu Jianjun's triumphant expression grew even more, and he turned to Qu Wen beside him: "Ah Wen, didn't you receive special training before?"

  "What special training? What kind of training?" Qu Wen didn't understand what Lu Jianjun was asking, and he scratched his head in confusion.

  "What I'm talking about is shooting, of course." Lu Jianjun's voice rose an octave: "Do you know or not, a few days ago on the military network, a video of a civilian god-level shooter was circulating, and as soon as I saw it, I recognized that it was you, this little guy. That single-handed, no-scope shooting style is truly exceptional. Even among special forces troops, there aren't many people who can handle guns like you."

  Lu Jianjun said that, Qu Wen suddenly remembered a shooting competition with Qiao Ziquan a few days ago. At that time, it was just for fun and to show off, so he tried single-handed shooting, but unexpectedly someone posted it online.

  "I haven't received any training, I just thought that's how it should be and could hit the target." Qu Wen said with a honest face.

  When Lu Jianjun heard Qu Wen's words, the three of them stared at him with shocked and amazed eyes, as if they had seen a monster. If an untrained person could achieve this level, then what was the point of their own rigorous training in the past?

  Simmering with incredulity, Sima Guanjun asked again: "You really haven't received any professional training?"

  "It's not true, I've just played a lot of shooting games online, does that count as training?" Qu Wen wanted to say that he had added spiritual insight to his shooting, but who would believe him, so he made up a random excuse.

  Han Lei thought for a moment: "This possibility is not impossible, the US military has specialized gamers responsible for various simulation tests, but they are not only good at playing games, and their performance in actual combat is also excellent. In fact, today's computer simulations are becoming more and more realistic, plus personal talent, it's possible to train one or two geniuses."

  He was said to be a freak, Qu Wen really didn't know how to respond, and before he could even open his mouth, Lu Jianjun had already jumped in and found a very reasonable excuse for him.

  "Yes, it's possible. I heard that in the NBA, they once did an experiment where they divided players into two groups: one group only practiced shooting and the other group only thought about their shooting motion. After a week, the team that only thought about their shooting motion had a significantly higher shooting percentage than the team that only practiced shooting. This shows that mental consciousness is also very important."

  Lu Jianjun's words suddenly gave Qu Wen an idea, his own spiritual awareness seemed to be similar to what he said about spiritual consciousness, if he could strengthen his spiritual consciousness, would he be able to better control and utilize his own spiritual awareness.

  Several people studied this issue for a long time, and Lu Jianjun suddenly slapped his thigh: "Are we here to have fun or to do scientific research? It's rare to come to Hong Kong, and if we don't have a good time, how can we be worthy of ourselves?"

  Lu Jianjun's suggestion was immediately agreed upon by everyone, and Qu Wen immediately dialed the taxi company's phone number to have them send over two cars. More than half an hour later, the six young people arrived at the famous Huaxia City Nightclub.

  As they hadn't made a reservation, the six of them could only find a table in a relatively quiet corner of the hall. However, the music here was softer and could stir up excitement without being too loud. They could also watch from afar the beautiful women dancing enthusiastically in the dance pool. For Han Wei and Sima Guanjun, this was an absolutely perfect location.

  Just as the six of them sat down, several heads appeared at the door of the second-floor private room. One of them, with a beauty in each arm, asked a young man beside him: "Is that the kid who swindled you out of millions and put the thug in the hospital?"

  The young man being asked was Qiao Ziquan, who had just suffered a series of losses at the hands of Qu Wen. As it happened, he too had come to Huaxia City today and was in a private room directly opposite the entrance of the nightclub, where anyone entering could be seen at a glance.

  "It's him, no mistake. Even if he were to turn into ashes, I'd still recognize him. If Brother Quan can help me take revenge, that brand new 911 Carrera I just bought will be his."

  "Just one Carrera and you want my brother to risk his life, don't forget these people are ruthless, those thugs are still lying in the hospital. Xiang Ge smiled faintly, his laughter was exceptionally cold, those who come out to mix are just after money, otherwise who wouldn't take their own life seriously."

  Qiaozi thought for a moment, couldn't bear to let the child be fooled by the wolf, clenched his fists behind his back but smiled and said to Quan Ge: "As long as Brother Quan can help me cut off his pair of hands, I'll add another million!"