Ding! It was midnight.
However, after a short pause, Wang Yan was depressed. Lying on the hospital bed was more uncomfortable than eating sh * t.
This time, he had obtained a button from the criminal Liu Feng.
Speechless, Wang Yan looked at the roof and felt that the depression in his heart was about to explode.
After waiting for a day, this was the result!
Wang Yan wanted to run out and run five kilometers to cool down.
This time, the system sign-in also told Wang Yan that if he signed in from a person or a place, he could obtain anything from that place.
In other words, if Wang Yan chose a person to sign in, he might get a button. If he was unlucky, he might even get a hair.
This made Wang Yan's mood as gloomy as a rainy day.
Because he could only sign in three times from the criminal.
After three times, it would not be easy for him to find such a strong person again.
So he was lucky to have signed in twice?! He didn't sign in anything strange or trivial.
His mood was like a withered leaf that was blown away by the wind. What he longed for the most was that he had not obtained the marksmanship that the criminal had trained for decades or the physical fitness for combat.
After all, that was the most precious thing on a criminal.
However, Liu Feng, who had grown up and trained in killing since he was young, had a completely different effect from his training in a peaceful environment.
No matter how hard he trained, it would be difficult to reach his level.
Wang Yan couldn't possibly fight with hyenas in his teens, nor could he practice his speed by chasing antelopes. Right now, it was equivalent to having a memory.
Fortunately, he didn't agree to Commander Gao's request to go to the army immediately. Everything was still salvageable.
He still had a few years to strengthen himself.
Although his speed would slow down if he trained on his own, the advantage was that he trained on his own.
Wang Yan hoped that his luck would be better on the third day and that he would not be so unlucky again.
If there was another button or other strange thing, he would really want to die.
The next day, Wang Yan was in the hospital ward. He began to train himself according to some breathing exercises that Liu Feng remembered.
For the entire day, the nurses in the hospital stared at him strangely, thinking that he was practicing qigong!
He was secretly looking forward to the signing in on the last day, but he could not help but feel a little nervous.
This was like winning the lottery. Who knew what it would be like!
Finally, it was midnight again. Wang Yan felt his heart pounding.
Whether he could become stronger in one step depended on this. Wang Yan secretly cheered himself on.
"Ding! Today's check-in has been refreshed. Would you like to proceed with today's check-in?”
The system's cold mechanical voice sounded.
"Sign in!"
Wang Yan said in a deep voice.
"Ding! The host has signed in to the killer Liu Feng. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skill of the character he signed in-Firearm Proficiency!”
F * ck!
Wang Yan was so excited that he almost jumped up. He had actually really obtained this guy's spear technique.
One had to know that this criminal's marksmanship was godly. With a mirror's reflection, he could hit the rifle 200 meters with 100% accuracy.
If he obtained his spear technique, wouldn't he immediately take off?
Wang Yan quietly waited for the system's transformation. This was the first time he had obtained power directly.
Whoosh!
Wang Yan first felt a chill in his eyes, and a refreshing feeling kept rising.
It was so comfortable that he almost moaned.
Following that, cracking sounds could be heard. The system began to strengthen the muscles and bones in his shoulders, wrists, and other places. Large tendons bulged.
Thump! Thump!
His heartbeat had also slowed down, and his lung capacity had also improved.
Wang Yan secretly estimated that spear techniques were closely related to muscle strength and heart and lung stability.
That was why the system had helped him to modify them. Not only that, but the internal structure of various rifles and pistols, simple maintenance, and shooting usage were also transmitted to him along with his memories.
However, Wang Yan felt slightly regretful. Liu Feng was not good at sniping. At most, he could shoot at the limit of 700 meters. His strongest skill was still the rapid fire of the assault rifle and pistol.
Under normal circumstances, a rifle would be able to hit a target within 400 meters, and a pistol would be able to hit a target within 100 meters.
He also had the ability to mirror the gun barrel. It was really powerful.
Wang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed past. He could clearly feel his eyesight improving, and it also included a little of Liu Feng's dynamic vision that he had trained hard since he was young.
These were the trump cards that Liu Feng had used to become a powerful assassin.
But now, it all belonged to him.
Wang Yan instantly felt refreshed, and his excitement was like a flood.
It felt good, really good!
Although his physical strength had not increased, he was already very satisfied with this spear technique.
Wang Yan began to fall asleep with a surging heart.
After that, Wang Yan was discharged from the hospital after recuperating for another day.
He was so bored that his bones hurt. He was not sick at all and could not stay in the hospital at all.
No one could stand listening to all kinds of illnesses and crying all day long.
Wang Yan felt really lonely without someone to accompany him in bed. He wanted to return to school and officially start his student life.
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