"You can see it too!"

Jack Bardo said seriously:

"I told you something was wrong with him! No gunman can shoot so accurately! I once saw him shoot down a bird that just flew up from the eaves with his eyes closed. How could such a thing happen?"

Chen Yan said:

"I used to think that only by opening the intracranial eye and possessing spiritual vision can one become a transcendent person.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

I guess that once the inspiration organ undergoes some kind of [awakening] and opens the path to evolution, it will be able to possess extraordinary abilities and become an extraordinary person."

Jack Baldo mused:

"This is completely different from the undead..."

Chen Yan continued:

"I'm just guessing, so it still needs to be verified."

He realized he didn't need to tell Jack Baldo this.

He said:

"I have to go back in the evening, so I've finished my practice today, but let's not go home directly... let's follow him and see if we can find some clues from him."

Jack Bardo’s eyes sparkled:

"good idea!"

Chen Yan and Jack Baldo left the bathroom together and found Paulkin Walker. After saying that today's training was over, there was no obvious change in the expression on the latter's face.

"Then, let's continue tomorrow."

Paulkin Walker said:

"Your foundation is too poor, but time is tight. You usually can't learn anything in a week, but if you meet me, you can learn a lot - you need two days to make up for the basics, and then five days to strengthen training... If

If I have the chance, I would like to take you for a practical exercise."

Chen Yan didn't know what he meant by "actual training". He just felt that this guy was quite "real" and would not hide away key points and waste time to cheat training fees like other coaches.

In today's half afternoon alone, the techniques Paulkin Walker taught Chen Yan were almost all practical.

After Chen Yan said that he and Jack Baldo would stay here for a while, Paulkin Walker reminded them to be careful when going back at night, and then left the shooting club.

The two quickly followed.

After dark tonight, it snowed again. The icy roads in Xiacheng District that were originally difficult to walk on have been covered with heavy snow. There are still a lot of neon billboards in the bustling Capone Alley for lighting, so you can leave the confines of Capone Alley.

Afterwards, Chen Yan felt as if he had entered the dark wilderness from a civilized society. After turning a corner in the street, the whole world turned dark.

There is no moonlight tonight, or perhaps the moonlight is blocked by the moon clock tower that has turned into a huge lighthouse. The darkness in Xiacheng District is deeper than when Chen Yan came before.

After leaving Capone Alley, we could only rely on the faint light emitted by kerosene lamps in the rooms of the buildings on the street for illumination.

Chen Yan and Jack Baldo were far behind Paulkin Walker. After about two or three blocks, they had reached a deep place in the lower city.

Paulkin Walker rented on the first floor of a corner building, which was formerly an employee dormitory of a factory in an industrial area. After the factory closed down due to poor management, it was used for leasing.

Chen Yan and Jack Baldo finally stopped in front of a door at the end of the first floor.

When they arrived at the door, the sound of a radio broadcast came from inside the door. The sound was covered by the severe sound of electricity, and it was almost impossible to hear the human voices inside.

The broadcast signal of the radio station was already very weak when it reached Xiacheng District, so the residents of Xiacheng District could only listen to private broadcasts from a closer distance in Xiacheng District.

Inside the door, the current sound of the private broadcast was louder and softer, and the human voice gradually became clearer - Paulkin Walker seemed to be debugging his radio receiving equipment - judging from the hoarseness, it might be a

Old radio.

Through the door, Chen Yan vaguely heard a pornographic joke being broadcast on the radio. That paragraph was a joke about a certain big shot in the Yanan City Council. The residents of Xiacheng District liked to listen to this kind of joke the most, because this kind of joke not only provided

They can bring happiness and relieve the complicated emotions they have towards big shots due to overwork.

The smell in the corner building is not pleasant. In addition to the strong smell of urine coming from the corner, there is also the rancid smell of rotting rat corpses, and the stink of mold-contaminated cigarette butts left in the corner.

Nasal smell, the strange and indescribable smell emanating from the ubiquitous domestic garbage in the corridor...

People live in this kind of place, and powerful extraordinary gunslingers like Bolkin Walker live in this kind of place.

After waiting outside the door for a moment, Paulkin Walker's deep voice came over the jokes on the radio.

"Dalia..."

Chen Yan looked at Jack Baldo with doubtful eyes, and the latter mouthed a word to him——

wife.

Daria is the name of Pauline Walker's wife.

The radio broadcast was so noisy that Chen Yan had to prick up his ears to hear Paulkin Walker's deep voice.

"Dalia, are you there?"

Well? Isn’t the room in this corner building very small? How could you not know whether your wife is at home or not?

Chen Yan looked at Jack Baldo's ugly face and seemed to realize something.

There was a faint smell of alcohol coming from inside the door, but Chen Yan couldn't tell it clearly because the entire corridor on the first floor of the corner building was filled with various smells that could cover up the not too pungent smell of alcohol.

"Dalia, are you still complaining about me?"

A low sobbing sound came from inside the door.

"Gudong Gudong..."

Chen Yan heard it clearly this time. The sobs were mixed with the sound of blowing wine into the bottle. It sounded like Paulkin Walker had drank a lot.

He drank and became even more unconscious. His sobs were mixed with continuous low sobs. The cowardice contained in those sobs was very different from the toughness that Paulkin Walker displayed during the day.

"Dalia, I feel you..."

"Are you so... resentful of me..."

"But...I'm just protecting you..."

Immediately afterwards, the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground and the sound of glass hitting the concrete floor were heard one after another.

Then there was a heavy sound as the body fell to the ground.

Chen Yan and Jack Baldo looked at each other and opened the relatively strong double wooden door together.

I saw Paulkin Walker lying next to the sofa, surrounded by a smashed telegraph machine and a wine bottle that fell to the ground but was not broken.

They helped him to the sofa, but he didn't wake up. Chen Yan felt something was wrong. He just drank a bottle of beer with more than ten degrees Celsius. How could he be so faint?

He opened his intracranial eyes and saw that the monster he saw during the day was gnawing at Paulkin Walker's brain. Part of the top area of ​​the brain had been bitten by her, and red and white tissue fluid was flowing out...

Chen Yan pulled out the Skylark-300 and pointed it at the monster. The monster could clearly feel the power of the empowered bullets in the gun, and after letting out a vigilant scream, it jumped towards the wall.

Chen Yan followed Paulkin Walker's instructions in the afternoon and waited patiently for its movements to slow down. The moment he was sure he could hit, he pointed at its knees and pulled the trigger.

The bullet was fired from the rifling, burning a scorching mark in the cold air, not only hitting its knee, but also breaking its leg.

The empowered bullet of Skylark-300 is far from being as simple as "breaking". The extraordinary energy given by the "Law of Conviction" in the shrapnel remaining in the wound continues to cause damage to it, keeping it in a weak state.

Chen Yan watched it fall to the ground, losing the strength to crawl.

Jack Baldo looked at his abnormal behavior and his eyes looking at the "empty floor" and asked: "Is that what you said...the monster lying on Paul's shoulder?"

Chen Yan nodded: "Yes."

Jack Baldo looked at Paulkin Walker lying on the sofa with worried eyes, and cried out: "Poor guy, what happened to him?"

Chen Yan came to Paulkin Walker, took off his gloves, and said: "Let me take a look..."

He repeated silently in his mind, 'I want to see everything that happens between Paulkin Walker and the monster on his shoulder', and then he stretched out his finger and touched Paulkin Walker's forehead.

The next moment, the vision suddenly turned around:

It seemed to be a sunny afternoon. Although there was ice and snow outside the window, the people inside were still wearing thin pajamas - the heating in this room seemed to be quite good.

Paulkin Walker was sitting in front of his workbench, drinking wine and looking at his pay stub with a depressed expression.

"Paul, why are you so depressed?"

Paulkin Walker felt the palm on his shoulder, subconsciously clenched his fists, held the pay slip in his hand, tried his best to put on a smile, and looked at his wife.

"Nothing...Dalia, how are you feeling today?"

The beautiful woman smiled and said:

"It's much better than before. The doctor's medicine is very effective."

Paulkin Walker forced out an ugly smile again:

"Dalia... If it doesn't work, let's go to the shelter to hold a child... I'm worried about your health."

The woman pouted and touched his messy hair:

"That won't work, Paul. Even if those children are raised by us, they won't be close to us... We have to have one ourselves."

Paulkin Walker lowered his head:
To be continued...