Those who reincarnate must die.

Zhang Lang didn't pay much attention at first. This was a world of martial arts, and the city was a gathering place for martial artists, so it wasn't surprising that there were private fights in the middle of the night... As long as it didn't involve him, he couldn't be bothered to meddle...

But then, a few crisp roars made Zhang Lang suddenly open his eyes!

Several other people in the dormitory were also awakened by the noise, with one cursing, "Who's setting off firecrackers in the middle of the night? Can't a person get any sleep?"

The dormitory was chaotic and noisy, but those who stayed there were mostly hardworking laborers, exhausted after a long day. They might complain a few times, but they would lie down and go back to sleep. Only Zhang Lang jumped out of bed, grabbed a short knife and bow and arrow, and dashed out. The others nearby were startled: "This guy has a temper!"

Why did Zhang Lang rush out? Because he could tell that it wasn't firecrackers, but gunshots!

In this martial arts world, only reincarnated beings can use firearms!

The sound came from a place not far from where he lived. He hadn't gone out for more than a few steps when he saw a man lying on the ground with two bullets in his chest and one in his forehead. Blood was still gushing out... The man was also holding a single-edged sword in his hand, the blade stained with blood. Clearly, the person who fired the shots had also been wounded by him!

Zhang Lang looked around and noticed scattered bloodstains not far away...

The deceased had no other wounds; he died instantly from three shots. The bloodstains must have come from the reincarnator he wounded!

Zhang Lang followed the trail of blood and soon turned into a small alley. Hearing noises coming from inside, he slipped inside and vaguely saw a figure applying some kind of ointment to a wound...

Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes, accelerated, and rushed forward. Hearing the noise, the man immediately drew his gun and fired three shots, hitting Zhang Lang!

The gun was very powerful. This wasn't the first time Zhang Lang had been shot by a pistol. He was prepared, but he was still forced to stagger back several steps, his wounds open and bleeding profusely!

Especially the first shot, a single bullet broke two of Zhang Lang's ribs, passing through his back and creating a gaping hole! Zhang Lang was already stronger and more robust than the average person, and with his reinforced iron bones, if it were an ordinary person, this shot would probably have blown half of their body off!

But it didn't matter. With his powerful regenerative abilities, Zhang Lang gritted his teeth, managed to regain his footing, and charged forward again!

The man probably didn't expect that there would be someone who continued to advance even after being shot. He tried to fire again, but Zhang Lang pounced on him and stabbed him in the heart. With a twist and a pull, blood gushed out!

The man gripped Zhang Lang's shoulders tightly, but his grip weakened, and he soon lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground... completely dead...

"He's a reincarnator!" the virtual voice in Zhang Lang's mind said. "But his strength isn't that great, only a little over a hundred points. Eighty percent of that is thanks to the gun in his hand!"

Before Zhang Lang successfully killed him, Xu couldn't tell whether the other party was a Reincarnator or not, but after the death, he could try to calculate the score and judge the strength.

Zhang Lang had anticipated this. In this world with Level 1 restrictions, many weapons and equipment couldn't be brought in, and most reincarnators couldn't obtain many blood enhancements, leaving their own strength in a rather awkward position. Especially this guy; the fact that he could be injured by that dead man's knife meant that not only was his movement and reaction time mediocre, but he probably also lacked any defensive abilities. It was understandable that he was killed by Zhang Lang's sneak attack!

Zhang Lang bent down and picked up his pistol. It was noticeably larger than a typical pistol and felt quite heavy. He scanned it and displayed the weapon's appearance.

Enhancement type: Sword enhancement

Rarity: Uncommon

Award Name: Buruk Large Caliber Pistol

Restriction Level: Level 1

Category: Handgun

Description: Berlusconi is a formidable gunman, renowned not only for his exceptional marksmanship but also for his incredibly powerful large-caliber pistol! With a size exceeding that of a typical pistol and far greater power, it is the perfect weapon every gunsman dreams of.

Special Effect 1 (Low Requirements): Reduces weapon level restriction by one.

Special Effect 2: Close-range shooting: When the bullet leaves the barrel, it is enhanced by a mysterious force, unleashing tremendous power. The attack power decreases as the distance increases, reaching normal power at around ten meters.

Skill 1 Precision: Enhances the next shot, causing the bullet to instantly teleport to the target after leaving the barrel, making it difficult to dodge. The teleportation distance is not included in the range, so this attack inherits the power bonus of close-range shooting! Maximum teleportation distance is 100 meters, with a 30-second cooldown.

Skill 2 Bayonet: A 50cm long energy bayonet can be ejected from the muzzle of the gun for close-quarters combat, lasting for one minute, with a five-minute cooldown.

Note: This is a true close-quarters pistol; it seems to be effective in long-range combat as well...

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Rare equipment? This is a real find! It seems that the first shot was precise and had the added power of close-range fire... This kind of weapon, although it can't be taken out of this world, is still a trump card in hand!

Zhang Lang ejected the magazine, but unfortunately there was only one bullet left. He searched the body but couldn't find any spare bullets. He only managed to remove a holster from under his arm. The bullets for this gun were quite large, so they probably weren't compatible with other weapons...

"What are you doing!"

They were government officials! The gunshots in the dead of night woke up not only the laborers at the inn!

Zhang Lang turned and ran. His strength and stamina were beyond that of ordinary people, making him impossible for ordinary soldiers to catch. In addition, his wound had already healed and stopped bleeding. He shook off his pursuers after crossing an alley...

However, he dared not return to the shop, since the murder scene was not far away, and if the authorities investigated, they could easily find his way there. Under the cover of darkness, he found a spot under a bridge, covered himself with some discarded broken baskets and mats, and slept through the night.

As for the reincarnator he killed, why he would shoot someone in the middle of the night, and whether the person he killed was a native of the mission world or another reincarnator, Zhang Lang no longer cared. He only knew that killing any reincarnator he saw was his code of conduct!

Fortunately, no soldiers came to check or harass him that night, and Zhang Lang was able to get a good night's sleep. The next day, just as dawn was breaking, he walked out from under the bridge, dusted off the bamboo thorns and thatch on his body, and arrived at the gate of the Shen residence!

As for how he found it, it wasn't difficult.

Ancient cities like these were generally not very large. The family that could afford to host a martial arts tournament must have been the most magnificent mansion in the city... And with such a grand occasion today, there must be many people watching the spectacle, not just those participating in the martial arts contest to find a husband. It wouldn't be hard to find anyone.

Before the appointed time, a number of martial arts practitioners were already waiting at the gate. At the appointed hour, the gates of the Shen residence opened, and a middle-aged man who appeared to be a steward stepped out, bowing to the onlookers and saying:

"Distinguished martial arts heroes, talented young men, and elders and fellow villagers who have come to witness this event! Today is the day my young lady will hold a martial arts contest to choose a husband. To ensure fairness and impartiality, starting at 9:00 AM today, the martial arts arena in the front courtyard of the Shen family will be open for three days. All martial arts practitioners and fellow villagers are welcome to come and witness this! Now, I announce that the time has come. All contestants, please enter the arena with your invitations!"

It's currently Chen Shi (7-9 AM), and only participants are allowed to enter. The official opening time is Si Shi (9-11 AM), two hours later, so the onlookers haven't stepped forward; only martial arts practitioners are entering one by one. Moreover, the screening is extremely strict; only one person can enter per invitation, and even their servants are not allowed to come in!

Zhang Lang also followed the group of martial arts masters inside. When it was his turn, the servant in charge of the inspection even tried to drive him away.

"Go away, go away! This is a martial arts contest to find a husband. Go beg somewhere else!"

Zhang Lang was taken aback, then looked down and saw that he was indeed wearing coarse cloth clothes with bullet holes and bloodstains on his body. In addition, he had slept under the bridge wrapped in a straw mat and basket all night. He was covered in dirt and thorns, and he really looked like a beggar.

Zhang Lang had no intention of arguing with him. He simply took out the invitation he had snatched from Young Master Yun and handed it over. The servant glanced at it, turned pale with fright, and immediately became respectful.

"I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness, please come in, sir..."

Zhang Lang nodded and went inside. The servant couldn't help but look back: "I've heard there are many eccentric characters in the martial world, and some actually like to dress up as beggars. Could they be experts from the Beggar Clan?"

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