Those who reincarnate must die.

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The moment the back of Zhang Lang's head was pressed against something, he instinctively planned to turn around and fight back!

His combat experience, which spanned countless worlds, allowed him to instantly determine that what was holding him back was the muzzle of a gun!

Are they enemies?

A being who has reincarnated?

kill him!

But in an instant, Zhang Lang calmed down!

This is a peaceful world, and a bustling tourist attraction. Who would dare to brandish a gun in broad daylight?

More importantly, how come he didn't even realize it?

With Zhang Lang's current wood attribute of over 260 points, plus various enhancements, he can sense even someone approaching with hostility from a hundred meters away, let alone someone pointing a gun at him...

Is this person, who was able to get behind me so silently, a stealthy infiltrator with special abilities, or a master stronger than me?

The main world appears peaceful and stable, but from another perspective, the vast majority of the reincarnators of the Shen race, including almost all the heroes, are active in this world!

Compared to the mission world, this place is where hidden talents abound.

However, Zhang Lang wasn't afraid. He too had grown from a novice to a strongman, winning countless battles against overwhelming odds. On the contrary, as he grew stronger, he hadn't experienced that feeling of fighting to the death in a long time, and he actually missed it somewhat.

Zhang Lang's lips curled up slightly as he slowly raised his hands.

"Which altar's master?"

His tone was calm and composed, but his strong body had already begun to move rhythmically from the inside out, and even his explosive energy was slowly being mobilized...

This is a busy area; if you're going to fight, you must kill instantly!

"What did you say?"

A question came from behind, the tone was a little strange, as if he couldn't believe it, and there was even a hint of suppressed laughter.

"What? A master from which sect? Are you some kind of extra in a movie? Can't you get out of character?"

"Sect?"

Zhang Lang was also taken aback. At that moment, a virtual voice rang in his mind:

"Don't bother, that's not a reincarnator! The altar has distorted your words; she won't understand!"

"No? Then how come..."

"However, she carries the aura of the altar! Interesting, you could try communicating with her!"

Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and replied casually:

"Aren't you just as unable to break character, pointing a fake gun at my head like you're a secret agent?"

"Hahahaha..." A silvery laugh came from behind, and the gun pointed at Zhang Lang's head was lowered: "Knowing it was a fake gun, you still raised your hand. You're quite cooperative! Interesting, very interesting!"

Zhang Lang turned around, and standing in front of him was a girl who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt, and two strands of her jet-black hair peeked out from the hood on either side of her fair neck and fell naturally down to her chest. The loose clothes could not hide her curvaceous figure. She was wearing shorts, and her two fair and slender legs were hanging out like two sections of white lotus root.

The girl had her left hand in her pocket and held a small pistol in her right. A mischievous smile played on her beautiful face. Behind her uniquely designed goggles, a pair of bright, large eyes looked at Zhang Lang, and there seemed to be some strange light in the depths of her eyes.

Zhang Lang noticed the girl looked familiar, frowned slightly, and after a moment's thought, exclaimed, "You're... the one who played Feng Xi?"

"Huh?" The girl was taken aback. "This is the first time someone has called me that. Oh, did you get to know me from that movie?"

That's right, this young woman is none other than Song Yiwen, the actress who plays Feng Xi in the movie "Sunset Fortress" and is also Xiao Qiang's idol, a popular actress!

The moment Zhang Lang recognized the girl, his doubts deepened.

If carrying a handgun in a film studio would be considered a prop and not cause a disturbance, that's understandable. But how could this young female superstar dare to flaunt her identity so brazenly?

If fans recognize him, it will probably cause a commotion!

If you encounter two fanatics like Xiaoqiang, it wouldn't be surprising if you were kidnapped!

What's even stranger is, why did this girl come looking for me?

"What is this...?" Zhang Lang frowned, unsure of where to begin his question.

"Judging from your expression, you're not excited at all." Zhang Lang's reaction seemed to disappoint Song Yiwen.

"If most people recognized me, they would definitely shout and scream, crying and begging for autographs and photos!"

"I'm not your fan..." Zhang Lang answered honestly, "but a friend of mine would probably react the way you described!"

"Interesting..." Song Yiwen took a step forward, circled Zhang Lang, and looked him over. Suddenly, she raised her gun again.

"Since you recognize me, you should introduce yourself... What's your name? Where are you from? What were you up to, acting so suspiciously just now?"

"Shouldn't you worry about yourself first?" Zhang Lang countered without answering, "This is a busy area; if you get recognized, it'll be troublesome, won't it?"

In response to Zhang Lang's question, Song Yiwen chuckled and said, "Don't worry, only you can see me right now!"

Zhang Lang frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Ugh, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you." Song Yiwen waved her hand impatiently.

It's easy to guess without being told; they probably relied on the stealth equipment at the altar.

Zhang Lang shrugged and looked at Song Yiwen: "Did you need something from me?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yiwen paused for a moment, then giggled and said, "You really are interesting! Why can't you strike up a conversation for no reason?"

"Do you know how many people track my every move, travel thousands of miles by plane to intercept me, just to get a word in with me?"

Song Yiwen's description conjured up in Zhang Lang's mind a tall figure, tears streaming down his face, clutching an autographed poster.

"I know." Zhang Lang nodded. "It's obvious why you, who usually avoid me like the plague, would actively approach me?"

"Well, you've really stumped me!"

Song Yiwen lightly tapped her chin with her finger: "I originally just took a break and snuck out to play. I saw you acting suspiciously here and thought it was amusing, so I couldn't resist giving you a little scare. I guess you could call it fate?"

"Fate?" Zhang Lang raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you afraid I'm a bad person?"

"Hahaha..." Song Yiwen laughed a few times, then suddenly raised her gun, pointing it at Zhang Lang's face, a fierce glint in her eyes:

"So that's why I brought a gun, isn't it?"

Zhang Lang stared at the small pistol in Song Yiwen's hand, activating his concentration ability!

In his enhanced state, his eyes could see every minute mark on the gun, his ears could hear the grinding and friction of the internal mechanisms, and his nose could smell the lubricating oil on the barrel and the gunpowder in the bullets...

This isn't a prop, it's a real gun!

Moreover, it is highly likely to be a gun produced by the altar, with special effects!

Is this girl really planning to shoot?

If she fires, should I dodge, take the hit, or take the initiative to subdue her?

Just as Zhang Lang was thinking, a hand suddenly appeared and blocked Song Yiwen's gun barrel.