Chen Fan walked into the off-road vehicle, and a strong smell of blood hit him in the face.
The three corpses, all with their eyes wide open, still had painful expressions on their faces before they died. Blood slowly flowed from their wounds, pooling into a puddle under the chassis of the car.
"This car is probably no longer usable."
He shook his head.
He didn’t have any sympathy for these people because if they hadn’t died, it would have been the people in the village who died tonight.
He strapped the bow to his back and stripped the guns from their hands. Two rifles, a pistol, and several magazines filled with bullets.
After carefully searching, he found the device to remove the magazines and placed them into his bag.
The roars of the fierce beasts came closer and closer.
Chen Fan didn’t dare to search their bodies in detail anymore. Since these people had targeted him, they wouldn’t have much money on them anyway. If he missed anything, he could only let it go.
He then ran to the bodies outside the car, took off their submachine guns, a light machine gun, removed the magazines, and took their backpacks before turning and running away.
"Roar!"
Several beastly roars sounded behind him.
Before long, numerous shadows pounced on the bodies, creating a chilling chewing sound.
Chen Fan sprinted with all his might and reached the village gate in less than half a minute. Chen Guodong was already waiting and quickly opened the gate.
Chen Fan dashed inside like a flash.
"Xiaofan, are you alright?"
Chen Guodong quickly asked.
Chen Fan gave him an okay gesture and smiled, "Dad, I’m fine. Look at this."
He handed over the backpack filled with guns to Chen Guodong.
"These are!"
Chen Guodong’s eyes widened in shock.
Guns!
So many guns!
Then, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. If these submachine guns, machine guns, and rifles had gotten into the village, who knew how many people would have been hurt or killed?
Only someone like Chen Fan, a martial artist, could stand a chance against such hot weapons. Ordinary people like them would just be slaughtered.
"Dad, don’t worry. If nothing else goes wrong, things should end here tonight."
Chen Fan said softly, "Moreover, we turned misfortune into a blessing this time, getting so many guns for free. From now on, whether we go out hunting or trade goods elsewhere, no one will dare to mess with us."
"That’s true."
Chen Guodong nodded seriously.
With guns in hand, even when encountering people from the Zhao Family Castle, the other party would think twice before making a move.
"Xiaofan, now that this is over, we should go out hunting."
He said worriedly, "By winter, low-level fierce beasts will be scarcer, and we will have to go to further places to hunt, so it’s best to prepare early."
"Okay."
Chen Fan agreed.
Even if his father hadn’t mentioned it, he had also planned to go out hunting. With the various skills he had gathered, the experience points he had weren’t enough anymore.
Speaking of experience points, those guys just now gave quite a lot, nearly 300 points. Adding the 460 points previously saved, he now had a total of 760 points.
He planned to practice some body techniques first to meet the upgrading conditions. Then, he would practice archery, max out the [Meteor Arrow Technique], and then consider whether to increase Tai Chi Fist or Lightweight Water Floating.
Back in the warehouse, Zhang Ren wasn’t surprised by any of this.
An enhanced bow with a pull of five hundred pounds, coupled with Chen Fan’s shooting skill, meant that it was a foregone conclusion that those people would be obliterated even if they had heavy weapons.
"What are you going to practice tonight? Spear technique?" he asked.
Chen Fan shook his head with a smile, "I’ll practice spear technique in a day or two. Tonight, I want to work on archery."
After these two battles, the proficiency of his basic archery had reached over 80%. With a little more practice, it would reach Level 9.
He had a feeling that he could unlock a new trait.
"Very well." Zhang Ren nodded. In that case, he could also guide others.
The village was not very large. Chen Fan arranged five or six wooden stakes in a line so that the arrows’ energy would be depleted as much as possible.
He ran more than two hundred meters away. Even without a torch, he could barely see the target.
He took an arrow and slowly drew the bowstring. With over 80 points in strength, pulling it to full draw was indeed challenging, so he relied on a bow with a two hundred-pound pull that he had used before.
Roughly two seconds later, he fully drew the bowstring and released it sharply.
With a "snap," the arrow shot out like a firework, piercing through five or six wooden stakes and then through the earthen wall. Who knew where it flew off to?
"My arrow..."
Chen Fan was heartbroken, wondering if he could find it tomorrow when it was light. He had to go find it if he couldn’t.
This was an arrow for a five hundred-pound bow, quite expensive.
"The range is still too short."
He sighed, but the proficiency of his basic archery had increased significantly, rising nearly 2% with one ordinary shot.
If ordinary shots could increase proficiency so much, how much would rapid-fire increase it? He didn’t dare to think.
So, he found more wood, stacking it behind the original pile, almost two to three times the previous amount, and positioned it again.
With another burst, the arrow shattered through more than twenty pieces of wood before embedding itself in the wall.


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