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Chapter 659 - 650, Vomiting Knight 2.0 Upgrade Version_1

Chapter 659: 650, Vomiting Knight 2.0 Upgrade Version_1

The night was as dark as ink, and even amidst chaos, seldom were sniper rifles of such an imposing large caliber seen on the vast desert.

Ren He’s first shot had halted Li Kun and his men from advancing, the second shot shattered the bandit’s automatic rifle, and then there was silence.

The yak sprinted towards the distance, while Li Kun and the others could only lie there silently waiting; they didn’t dare move, fearing that to move would mean death.

"Where did this sniper come from? Why pick a fight with a bunch of falcon traders?" someone cursed under their breath.

However, no one could answer this question; all the others, including Li Kun, lay flat on the ground, not daring to make a sound. If they had any doubt about the sniper’s marksmanship before, the second shot, shattering the gun without killing, was enough to send a shiver down their spines.

"Could it be new manpower recruited by Li Longfei?" someone quietly speculated.

"No," Li Kun affirmed quietly while lying on the sandy soil: "He doesn’t have that kind of skill."

He knew very well how precious a sniper with an effective range of over 1000 meters was; if such a person could be recruited by Li Longfei, then where would he and Chen Guofeng stand in the wilderness of No Man’s Land?

But he really couldn’t figure out why this person was here. To protect the yak? The method did seem to intend on protecting the yak, but damn it, why? Were you just plain bored, protecting a yak for what?

"Could it be from an animal protection association?" someone beside him muttered.

"Are you fucking stupid!" someone exclaimed, unsure of what else to say.

Li Kun pondered inwardly; lately, there was something off about No Man’s Land. First, there was an astonishingly skilled young man, and now a sniper with equally astonishing marksmanship. Was No Man’s Land about to undergo a change?

Huh, could this sniper be that young man? Li Kun paused for a moment, but then he immediately dismissed the thought: the young man had paid a million in deposit for him to hunt yaks in the desert, only for him to scare them all away himself? That would be a joke.

Moreover, Li Kun’s subconscious never really entertained the idea that the young man would have firearms; he was very clear about how strict the gun control was within the country.

Such a large-caliber sniper rifle would undoubtedly have been smuggled in from abroad at great expense and effort.

Li Kun sneakily aimed his binoculars towards the dune that gave the high ground, only to see the other party signaling him. The sniper’s gun shook, and Li Kun instantly understood the message: leave.

Since the other party’s last shot was only to shatter the gun, not to kill, Li Kun felt there might be some room to negotiate, which is why he dared to use binoculars to take a look, and also why he believed the other party genuinely wanted them to leave rather than being ready to kill them all there.

"Move out!" Li Kun growled lowly; he was well aware that his group of more than ten people were not even enough to get stuck between the sniper’s teeth. If they didn’t leave now, when would they?

With that, he took the lead in getting up and running towards the direction where their vehicles were hidden, even deciding to leave behind all the camping equipment.

Li Kun cursed inwardly: damn, not only did he fail to make any money, but he was also left in this sorry state. He couldn’t stay in this No Man’s Land any longer; Li Kun felt that he had to head back to the city to lay low for a while. Who knew what this sniper was really up to?

He also wondered if the young man who wanted to buy the yak horns was open to negotiation—regardless, Li Kun resolutely decided that he definitely wouldn’t refund the one million deposit.

Ren He heaved a sigh of relief; the mission was finally complete, and the hardships of the past half month were not in vain.

"Host has completed the mission with a perfect evaluation rating. Choose a reward and receive the additional ability to use Emetic Water as a fixed skill three times a day."

Done! Ren He was almost eager to encounter some blind fool to test out the advanced Emetic Water.

Disgusting as it might be, in a world devoid of supernatural powers and deities, wasn’t it the swiftest way to settle grudges...

Yang Xi once confessed to herself that when she first took her to the Capital’s Back Sea to kick up some trouble, in her heart she had already dubbed herself the Vomiting Knight.

Now what? Ren He pondered, surely she must be the Vomiting Knight 2.0, the upgraded version?

Let’s go! Back to the world of human civilization!

In the night, Ren He carried her impressively powerful sniper rifle northward. If the city out there represented civilization, then this No Man’s Land desert was indeed the world of beasts.

Finally, she could take a proper bath; just thinking about it made Ren He laugh out loud.

She had experienced a different kind of life, with neither death nor blood-red sunsets.

...

In the City that Never Sleeps, the film crew was working hard to shoot all the scenes set against the backdrop of the City that Never Sleeps.

Li Shuaizhen, who played Pan Xiao, said, "Hang in there, boss."

The decrepit old man opposite him grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "1500."

"I’m just fueling up!"

"Oh, 1500."

Where does the charm of No Man’s Land lie? In the fact that Ning Hao had laid out a fine human drama for the audience with his ever-improving techniques.

In his past life, Ren He had heard that when Ning Hao was brought in as a producer for the filming of "Brotherhood of Blades 2", he changed the script beyond recognition on the very same day. However, this revised script left everyone else speechless, and afterward, they all had to praise Ning Hao for his meticulous attention to the script.

Zhang Ming yelled, "Cut!"

He then said to Li Shuaizhen, "The surprise in this scene needs to be just right, not overdone. This isn’t a pure comedy, do it again!"

Li Shuaizhen took a deep breath. He knew Zhang Ming was right. Exaggerated expressions of surprise would be fine for a comedy with its comedic tension, but unfortunately, this was not a comedy.

Although Zhang Ming had kept him home for two months of training, he was still a bit young and in the middle of his growth. Zhang Ming was willing to continue helping him grow, but Li Shuaizhen felt somewhat embarrassed to be taking up everyone else’s time, so he knew he had to mull over the script thoroughly back in his tent that evening.

He rubbed his face. "I’m ready to start!"

However, just then, Zhang Ming squinted at a convoy that suddenly emerged from across the 217 National Highway into the Desert, kicking up a storm of sand.

The speed at which the convoy moved made one feel the imperious aura from afar.

The roadside innkeeper who was watching the crew’s excitement shouted in surprise, "How could they come out so quickly? Director Zhang, I’m afraid you might not be able to get any filming done today, and your food will be late, as I need to cook for them first."

Zhang Ming’s face was expressionless. He did not know the story behind this convoy, but seeing the innkeeper so cautious, it likely wasn’t an easy crowd to deal with.

He instructed the crew, "Pack up the equipment and move it back a bit; everyone take a break today."

Zhang Ming was no fool. It was clear that this was a fearsome group that even the innkeeper feared. It was better to be careful—if his lead actors ended up with swollen noses and bruised faces, the film would have to be put on hold.