"Yan (Clark) You have been there and I have been looking for you for a long time." Yan (Clark) was seen by Carter, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face as soon as he walked out of the tent.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with others?"

"We have never beaten them when we drink and have conflicts with people in the town."

"For women?"

"For you!"

"Me?" Yan (Clark) was a little strange.

"Their team also has a very powerful gunman. We said you are powerful and they said they are powerful, so they started fighting. Now their gunman wants to compete with you, otherwise they will not let the old foxes and the others." Carter felt a little embarrassed when he said this, "We believe you are the strongest, so he agreed to bet with the other party."

"Hmph!" Yan (Clark) snorted in dissatisfaction and pulled out his spear. "Let's go, this is only once."

"Okay!" Carter scratched his head and followed Yan (Clark) out of the tent.

"How many gambles have you been?"

"Not much is three hundred military achievements."

"Isn't that much? I really can't tell that you are all rich people who spend money like money?"

"Hehe, who told them to be too arrogant and say, "How can we stand it if you are not as good as a woman!" Carter looked a little angry as he said.

"Pussy? Not as good as a woman? Isn't the gunman in their team a woman, right?"

"Yes!" Carter replied as expected. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan (Clark) turn around and walk back. "Yan (Clark) Why are you back?"

"I won't hit a woman!"

"No~ If you don't go, they will make you laugh at me as a weak coward who is not as good as a girl!" Carter pulled Yan (Clark) and begged hard, "Don't leave, old foxes and they are still waiting for you to save them! If you don't go, they will always be ridiculed and cannot raise their heads! This is not your reputation alone and our trust. We are wrong, don't bet on you, but old foxes and they can only rescue them. Please!"

"Oh! Lead the way!" Yan (Clark) sighed helplessly.

The two walked into the town's tavern. The mercenary soldiers on vacation were crowded with the tavern. When Carter and Yan (Clark) arrived, the group of people watching the fun consciously made way out of the way. Yan (Clark) glanced coldly. The old fox and the others sat together with blue noses and swollen faces. The tables around were filled with strong men of all kinds staring at the old fox and the others with malicious intentions. Obviously, the old fox and the others did not scrutinize their actions.

Everyone was injured on their faces... Yan (Clark)'s eyes fell on a table. There were six strong men and a woman sitting around. Yan (Clark) frowned and wore leather armor and exposed her arms and shoulders. The arms and shoulders were covered with scars. A originally pretty face was covered with many scars. Yan (Clark) smiled. This was the first time he had encountered such a vicious woman. With her seat, she obviously had this woman in the group.

"You go to the old fox and the others to sit!" Yan (Clark) said and walked towards the leader's table.

"Boy, you are..." A strong man with panda eyes pointed at Yan (Clark) and cursed. A cold light flashed across everyone's cold sweat from his tail spine to the top of his brain. The clothes on the chest were neatly cut from his throat to between his legs without hurting the strong man's hair.

"Shut up!" Yan (Clark) didn't even look at the strong man and walked straight towards the leader's table. "There is no place for you here to change a place!"

"Boy, who do you think you are?" several strong men slapped the table and shouted.

"It's enough to kill you!" Han Guang appeared again and covered his throat and his face was pale and he stepped back and knocked him back. The eyes were full of fear. Yan (Clark) pulled a chair and sat down and stared at the woman calmly and said, "They said you have a strong gun skills, but it's a pity that I don't hit a woman! So I'm going to use other methods to compete with you, but before that I need to know whether you are qualified to fight me."

The woman frowned and stared at Yan (Clark)'s eyes for a moment before saying in a hoarse voice, "It's ridiculous that I think I'm qualified based on the two shots just now. Are you a little too self-righteous?"

"Do I think I'm self-righteous? Who beat my teammate for this reason?" Yan (Clark) still stared at the other party's eyes calmly and said, "I wonder why I am confident and qualified to evaluate whether others are qualified? Because I am a Gun Master!"

"You really breathed a lot!"

"Then what kind of school do you think the gun technique in the world originally came from?" Yan (Clark) put a spear across his chest. "The gun technique in the world was developed by my gun technique, and I am the only inheritor of this generation. The only one in the world who can use the gun technique is qualified."

The woman opposite and everyone in the tavern were stunned, and some people laughed unremittingly.

"It's really like that, I believe it." The woman curled her lips like everyone else and asked curiously, "How do you want to determine whether I am qualified?"

"Just spread your hands and palms out." Yan (Clark) said seriously.

"Just spread your hands?" The woman opposite and the people in the tavern were stunned and could tell what could this simple method be like? Although she was as confused as everyone else, she still spread her hands.

"You are a gun lover and very hardworking." Yan (Clark) stared at the woman's hands. "Using different weapons will leave different marks on the palms. Through these marks, people with experience can see what weapons the other party is good at. However, people with deep qualifications can also see that the other party is good at using this weapon. Whether it is sweeping with both arms or sweeping with a single arm, the muscles of the arm will be more developed. The commonly used finger calluses will be thicker. You are focusing on the spear spinning technique, followed by the spear stabbing technique."

The woman opposite had a look of surprise flashed in her eyes but she didn't speak.

"I just don't know if your master is not teaching seriously enough or if you understand it wrongly. There are some errors in the way you use the spear technique to exert force, which makes you consume 30% more power less than 60%. "Yan (Clark) picked up the gun and turned to let the other party see his hand. "I think this is the way you use it now."

After saying that, Yan (Clark)'s spear was spinning and stabbed out, and the onlookers were surprised to see the shot that was stabbed. Although there was no real thing, they could sense the power of this shot when they went in and out of the battlefield of life and death. They hit the most common skin shields on the battlefield, and the shield holder who was underestimated would definitely be stabbed without time to react. "Puncture one or two shots is your upper limit, and now you hold the gun here." Yan (Clark) was demonstrating, "Put your fingers here and then use the downspin gun technique to see."

The woman on the opposite side did it and then stabbed it with a shot. She frowned slightly and then stabbed it with another shot. It didn't matter if she stabbed it. She couldn't stop forty or fifty consecutive shots and sweated in her temples. But she still didn't stop and stabbed it with more than fifty shots under the puzzled eyes of everyone. She stopped and put the spear aside and stood up and bowed to the disciples' salute. "Thank you for your advice, why don't you win this bet fight?" She said that she signaled her companions next to her to hand over the gambling funds.

"Okay, the matter ends here. It's like we're not acquaintance." As he said that, he took out a purse and threw it to the boss at the counter. "I'll treat you today's wine, everyone can drink it!"

"Okay~~!" "Okay!" "Brother is so bright!" "We accept you brother. If you have anything in the future, we will never refuse!"

Yan (Clark) greeted the enthusiastic mercenaries and left with the old fox, and the woman followed him out of the tavern. "Is there anything else?"

"Can you please teach me the skills? I can use my military merits as a reward..." The woman said carefully and saw Yan (Clark) hesitating and gritting her teeth to continue to raise her chips." The body is also OK, although there are many scars, I have not had a man and when there is no light, I have scars or no scars, but it is not the same."

After hearing her fierce words, Yan (Clark) staggered, "Do you just want to learn gunshots?"

"Yes!" The woman seemed to have a feeling of giving up since she said what she had just said. "My father died under a master who used a gun. I want to defeat him and kill him in the field he is best at! I am a woman who is a blood hunting mercenary to hone his gun skills and to become stronger, and then kill him!"

"I need to think about it." Yan (Clark) hesitated for a moment and said. Now the gods have not updated the system, he still doesn't know whether the master and apprentice system will be turned on, so he did not agree directly.

"Master, the system will be updated soon!"

"Do you know what to update?"

"I know that the battlefield title, military rank, master and apprentice, and outside the sect have also modified some minor errors in the dungeon, and it takes one day to update."

"Great, you can come whatever you want." Yan (Clark) was secretly happy and turned to look at the woman and thought. "If you and I are not dead in a week, come to me again. I will tell you a result regardless of whether I teach you gun techniques."
Chapter completed!