Godslayer: Jiahao Gets Stronger? Starting with a Big Chicken with Sauce

[Ding, host's first contact with a firearm (handgun) detected]

[Would you like to spend 200 Jiahao Points to unlock [All Weapons Mastery (Firearms - General)]?]

[Note: After unlocking, the host will achieve a level of "man-gun unity" proficiency in all conventional firearms (pistols, rifles, sniper rifles, submachine guns, etc.), requiring no training and ready to use immediately.]

The reason why Wang Jia'ao dared to act so recklessly was quite simple.

The system is here to offer some warmth again.

"Dark Blue, add some points."

[Ding! 200 Jiahao Points consumed. All Firearms Proficiency (Firearms - General) has been unlocked.]

[Current Jiahao Value: 2004.]

The next second, an indescribable feeling entered Wang Jia'ao's body.

At the same time, a series of hurried footsteps came from the stairwell at the entrance of the training field.

Chen Muye walked at the front, followed by Hongying, Wen Qimo and Wu Xiangnan.

Hongying was still holding half an orange in her hand, stuffing it into her mouth as she walked, muttering indistinctly, "Leng Xuan has brought Qi Ye down here for so long, I wonder how much he's improved."

"Isn't the most important thing to be afraid that Jiahao will cause some trouble again?" Wen Qimo couldn't help but complain.

Before the words were even finished, the group had already entered the training field, their eyes landing squarely on Wang Jia'ao, who was holding a pistol in the center of the field.

Chen Muyi was taken aback: "Wang Jia'ao? Why are you holding a pistol?"

"Oh? Captain, you've come at the right time. I'll give Qiye a shooting demonstration."

Wang Jia'ao was worried that there weren't enough audience members, but then Hong Ying and the others showed up at his doorstep, so he smiled slightly.

"And by the way, I'll show you what true talent is."

Hongying swallowed the orange and looked at Leng Xuan suspiciously.

Leng Xuan explained expressionlessly, "Seven nights, ten shots, all missed. Then he showed up, saying he was going to start showing off."

"Could this Jiahao really have a talent for shooting?" Hongying couldn't help but click her tongue.

Isn't that just too unfair?

Are all the attributes maxed out?

This isn't just cheating; it's like they never turned it off at all.

Chen Muyi leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his gaze falling on the hand holding the gun in Wang Jia'ao's hand, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

One could immediately notice Wang Jia'ao's gun-holding posture; it didn't look like someone handling a gun for the first time.

Wu Xiangnan, standing beside Chen Muyi, also noticed the same thing.

He and Chen Muye exchanged a glance, but neither of them spoke.

In the center of the field, Wang Jia'ao finally raised his gun and aimed it at the target in front of him.

"A gun, in the end, is a tool, and tools..."

"It depends on who's using it."

boom!

The first shot rang out in the empty training ground.

Almost simultaneously, everyone's eyes turned to the target.

The bullet went straight through the center of the bullseye.

Hongying almost choked on the orange in her mouth, and only after patting her chest twice did she manage to swallow it.

Wen Qimo was also taken aback.

Dude, you're really something!

Before anyone else could speak, a second gunshot rang out.

boom!

The second bullet hole almost overlapped with the first.

Then the third shot, the fourth shot, the fifth shot...

Gunshots rang out continuously in an extremely steady rhythm, with bullets piercing the same spot one after another.

By the seventh shot, a cluster of black bullet holes the size of a coin had formed in the center of the bullseye.

Eighth shot, ninth shot...

The ninth shot landed, and the bullet holes became even denser.

Leng Xuan stood next to the target, unsure of what expression to wear when faced with the pile of bullet holes.

He had been a sniper for over a decade and had never seen anyone achieve such accuracy on their first time handling a gun.

He turned to look at Wang Jia'ao, who was still holding a gun in the center of the field. His lips moved, but he ultimately said nothing.

"What's wrong? Why are all my beloved ministers silent? Are you simply not talkative by nature?"

Wang Jia'ao tilted his head when he saw everyone's expressions.

"This is just part of my daily routine."

"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend."

[Jiahao Value +40]

[Jiahao Value +.....]

[Current Jiahao Value: 2122]

After successfully reaping a wave of Jiahao points, Wang Jia'ao continued.

"Don't rush, there's still the grand finale."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jia'ao turned around abruptly, raised his gun almost at the same moment, and pulled the trigger to his side and rear.

boom! ! !

The tenth bullet whistled out.

Leng Xuan subconsciously followed the trajectory of the bullet. The bullet did not fly straight toward the center of the target, but was slightly to the left, drawing an extremely subtle arc in the air.

It accurately pierced the center of the black dot formed by the stacked holes of the first nine bullets.

It didn't deviate by even the slightest bit.

Just like the previous nine shots, it landed steadily in the center of the bullseye, and because of the angle, it even rounded off the edge of the bullet hole.

The entire training ground fell silent for a full three seconds.

Hongying was the first to react, the orange peel in her hand falling to the ground with a thud: "A bullet can curve? And it's a bullseye when it curves?"

"That's not called turning."

Wang Jia'ao casually tossed the pistol back to Leng Xuan and put his hands back in his pockets.

"This is called Hao's ballistic correction."

The bullet itself isn't stupid; it knows I'm tired of hitting the bullseye and want to see what's inside.

Leng Xuan gripped the gun that had been thrown back, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the target and Wang Jia'ao twice, giving him an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"

"What pressure did you apply to that bullet?"

"What does 'applying pressure' mean? I negotiated with it."

"You're going to negotiate with the bullet?"

"yes."

Wang Jia'ao said confidently, "I told it, 'Brother, the first nine shots were pretty steady. For the last one, give me some face and don't go straight. Make a slight turn, but make sure it lands in the bullseye. That way, we can both look good.' It agreed."

Anyway, my bullets can curve.

[Jiahao Value +30]

[Jiahao Value +.....]

[Current Jiahao Value: 2204]

Wen Qimo leaned against the railing and whispered to Hongying, "Just how many more ways does he have to silence people?"

Hongying shook her head blankly: "I don't know. I only know that I won't be surprised if he says anything outrageous in the future."

Wu Xiangnan walked to the target position and carefully examined the cluster of bullet holes, then turned to look at Chen Muye.

Their eyes met, and Wu Xiangnan gently shook her head, indicating that she couldn't tell.

Chen Muyi remained standing against the wall, and after a few seconds of silence, he slowly spoke a sentence.

"Wang Jia'ao, have you handled guns before?"

"Of course, you know I'm a ten-year veteran!"

Wang Jia'ao turned around and gave Chen Muye a bright smile.

Chen Muye: ? ? ?

Others: ? ? ?

[Jiahao Value +.....]

【Jia...

"Hey, you're a ten-year veteran, are you out of your mind?"

How old are you?

Are you trying to say that your parents died before you were born?

Seeing everyone's constipated expressions, Wang Jia'ao then spoke in a deliberately profound tone.

"I'm the kind of guy who got an ACE in Victory Square at dawn in CrossFire. What's so difficult about shooting a bullseye?"

At this point, Wang Jia'ao suddenly became somewhat heartbroken.

"However, there are always people who are jealous of my talent. They actually reported me, which led to me being unjustly banned for ten years."

Chen Muyi and the others suddenly felt everything go black.

Does this person have a serious illness?

Also, are you sure you weren't banned for cheating?