Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 336 Coma: The Visitor's Intentions Are Not Good?
After Lao Qiang fell to the ground, the entire audience fell into a deathly silence once again, as if being choked by an invisible giant hand.

Then, the volcano erupted!
The audience once again gave Chang Ning a warm cheer; people are never stingy with their praise for the victor.

When Chang Ning's cunning, snake-like elbow strike precisely wedged into the old gun's soft abdomen, the dull thud of flesh impact was like a thunderclap, igniting a suppressed rage.

Shouts, exclamations, and the sound of the ring being struck exploded out, merging into a scorching wave that shot straight up to the roof.

"My God! Did you see that? Textbook-perfect footwork!"

This Asian woman moves with the agility of a cat!

"That dodge followed by an elbow strike! It was pure art! Absolutely art!"

"This Asian man is practically the next Bruce Lee!"

"His skills are absolutely amazing!"

……

In the corner, someone clenched their fist and slammed it hard on their knee, only muffled roars coming out of their mouth.

His companion beside him stared intently at the ring, his eyes red with excitement, his feet stomping involuntarily on the ground as if trying to nail the shock of that moment into the floor.

Of course, not everyone will cheer excitedly; those who bet on Changning to lose before the match will not be happy.

This time, he lost at least a hundred dollars.

The crowd's fervor had not yet subsided when the bell signaling the end of the match rang out, its sound echoing rapidly through the boiling air.

Everyone gathered around the unconscious Old Gun, looking at the burly man with concern on their faces.

Oh my God!

I think everyone heard that crisp sound just now.

I bet this guy's nose is broken.

Before the game, the black man who suggested the bet kept talking nonstop.

"Shut your bird beak right now!"

If I hear another word of nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart!

Seeing his friend lying unconscious on the ground, Steven knelt down beside Old Gun and expertly examined his injuries.

In this situation, anyone would get annoyed if the black man kept talking.

You not only refuse to help, but you also stand by and make a bet with the injured person.

Steven was actually quite mild-mannered not to beat the guy up on the spot.

Anyway, if any of the brothers in Group B were injured or unconscious, and someone kept nagging in their ear, Chang Ning would definitely step forward and slap them twice to shut them up.

After Steven's reprimand, the scene finally quieted down.

Everyone was waiting for Steven's assessment of Old Gun's injuries.

Actually, everyone has a pretty good idea of ​​what Old Gun's current situation is.

With a blow to the face and a knee strike, plus the crisp sound from before, there's no doubt his nose is broken.

Standing to the side, Chang Ning felt no remorse whatsoever for the harm he had caused to Lao Qiang.

He wasn't the one who challenged the opponent, and besides, Old Gun didn't hold back just now.

The howling wind from those punches was enough to make his hair stand on end.

If you were to get punched, even if you didn't fall to the ground unconscious like Old Gun does now, you would still feel bad for a while.

He is physically strong, but injuries still have a negative impact, although he recovers faster than others.

"He has a broken nose and is currently unconscious. He is also likely to have a concussion."

He needs to be taken to the hospital.

Steven spoke a long string of words in one breath, his tone urgent.

Don't be fooled by how he and Old Gun bicker whenever they meet; they're actually very good friends.

The crowd hurriedly carried the old gun off the ring and placed it in the back of a Ford pickup truck. Steven then returned to the boxing gym, locked the door, and then hurriedly got into the driver's seat.

With a stomp on the gas, the pickup truck roared toward the community hospital.

As for why an ambulance wasn't called, those in the know understand.

Ambulance services in the United States are notoriously expensive, and neither Old Gun, Steven, nor Chang Ning wanted to be ripped off.

Besides, Steven has his own car, so there's no problem with him driving his pickup truck to take the injured Old Gun to the hospital.

The target has been hit, and the ring has been set up.

Regardless of whether he can join this team that Old Gun has been praising to the skies, Chang Ning still needs to wait for an answer.

He's not too busy right now, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to go to the hospital and check on the other person.

Although he wasn't the one who proposed the challenge, he still broke the person's nose and knocked them unconscious, so it's only right that they go to the hospital for a checkup.

And since the person in question has fallen into a coma, his teammates would definitely come to visit him.

At that time, the two sides will most likely run into each other at the hospital.

After that, the answer to whether it would work or not was revealed.

Chang Ning could also contact other teams, or find that intelligence broker to cooperate with and go it alone.

Surprisingly, Steven was busy at the hospital and even paid for Old Gun's medical expenses.

It has to be said that these two have a really strong relationship.

"Don't you think I have a pretty good relationship with that guy?"

Perhaps noticing that Chang Ning's expression was a bit off, Steven went straight to Chang Ning and asked after completing the admission procedures for Lao Qiang.

If Steven hadn't said that, Chang Ning would definitely have thought so.

But now it's hard to say.

The tone of his voice... no matter how you interpret it, you can tell there's something going on.

"It seems that your relationship isn't what I thought."

In America, few people can find out about his background, so Chang Ning stopped pretending to be profound and started to speak his mind.

He wasn't afraid of offending anyone; at worst, he could pull off a heist and run away from North America to South America, or if all else failed, he could run to Mexico.

As long as you gain fame, that's enough; just make your persona more authentic.

This mission doesn't have many requirements, and it offers a lot of freedom. Therefore, Chang Ning is particularly relaxed right now.

"Of course, you know what Old Gun does now, right?" Steven said confidently, believing that Chang Ning must know.

Birds of a feather flock together.

People who can hang out with Old Gun are rarely engaged in legitimate professions.

Steven thought Chang Ning was probably just like Old Gun.

"Hmph! So what if I know?" Chang Ning didn't refute Steven; what he said was correct.

"Anyone who can hang out with Old Gun will only be a battlefield hyena." Steven took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Chang Ning. He lit one for himself and took a deep drag.

The cigarette butt turned a bright orange color as he took a deep drag, and half the cigarette was gone.

'Looks like this person has a story to tell.'

Chang Ning remained silent, quietly smoking alongside Steven. (Minors are not allowed to smoke, and adults should also try to avoid smoking. It's not a good habit; smoking is harmful to your health!!!)

Seeing Steven lost in his memories, he knew that the other man had not finished speaking.

After finishing his cigarette, Steven continued slowly, "After hearing what I just said, I believe you can probably guess what I did before."

Yes, just like you thought, a mercenary who makes his living on the battlefield, just like Old Gun.

"However, I'm different from him; I stopped after making some money."

I advise you to think this through carefully before you speak. You might make money but not live to enjoy it!

There is never a shortage of dead on the battlefield, and bullets and shells will not detour just because you are Asian, European or any other kind of person.

When faced with a fatal wound, no one can escape death, not even the President of the United States!
"Now that you mention it, it does seem quite dangerous," Chang Ning said, feigning fear.

How could he not know how dangerous the battlefield was? Amidst the hail of bullets, everyone was risking their lives!
Seeing that Steven was willing to talk to him, Chang Ning wanted to inquire about the situation of the Old Gun team, so he pretended to be a newbie who had never been on the battlefield and carefully asked him for advice.

Fighting and marksmanship can be practiced, and since Chang Ning was someone brought over by the old gunman, Steven didn't think much of it.

Seeing that the newcomer was genuinely seeking advice, he was happy to share a few tips.

"Since it's so dangerous, wouldn't joining a strong team reduce casualties?" Chang Ning asked.

"That's a good idea; many people think the same way."

However, there are two points: First, why would they hire you? Every year, many talented people retire from renowned military units around the world. One more or one less makes no difference to them.

Secondly, even if you are hired, you won't get the high-paying, low-risk jobs.

Making money isn't that easy.
Deaths are the most common occurrence in this industry.

Steven's tone was sad, as if he was recalling some unpleasant things.

"So what's the deal with Old Gun? I think he's been in this industry for quite a while now," Chang Ning asked.

The implication was that Old Gun was completely unharmed and full of energy.

"scoff~"

Steven chuckled and continued, "Him? He was lucky to join a small but renowned team in the industry."

I won't tell you the team's name, but you can chat with them later if you're interested.

You've knocked him unconscious, so your team will definitely come to visit him.

I met Old Gun during a mission. Our two teams had taken on the same job, and I saved his life during a firefight with the enemy.

We became familiar with each other after a while.

Of course, this doesn't mean I can pay his medical bills, but his team can.

Their team is known for always paying back debts, whether they are from friends or enemies.

I paid Old Gun's medical bills on his behalf; they'll pay me back, and maybe even a little more as a token of their gratitude.

Even if Steven were in a better financial situation, he wouldn't easily lend money to others, especially those who work in dangerous professions.

Everyone knows that in this day and age, those who owe money are the ones in charge.

And who knows, he might lend the money today, and that person might get killed in the line of duty tomorrow. Would he still be able to get the money back?
Even if he could get it back, he wouldn't bother with all the back-and-forth wrangling; it's too much trouble!
"Oh, so that's how it is. You only paid because of the reputation of their team. I thought you two were on good terms."

Chang Ning extinguished the cigarette butt on the ground and casually put it into his pocket.

"Kid, let me teach you some tips."

Never lend money to others easily, or you'll suffer a lot when you try to get it back.

Alright, you can stay at the hospital and take care of Old Gun from now on. Anyway, you still need to apply for a job with their team.

"I'm heading back now. Call me if you need anything." Steven patted Chang Ning on the shoulder with a sigh, and casually slipped a business card into Chang Ning's shirt pocket.

After Steven's figure was completely visible at the intersection, Chang Ning sat down in a chair at the community hospital and took out the ordinary business card.

Ordinary design, ordinary paper.

In short, this business card was mass-produced using one of those common, mass-produced business card templates.

The business card features a simple line drawing of a boxing glove, with the words "Rage Boxing Gym" running across it, followed by the gym's address and Steven's phone number.

"The patient's tests are finished. Are you his/her patient?"

Chang Ning, who was sitting in a chair, had just put the business card back in his pocket when a nurse walking towards him called out to him.

"friend."

Chang Ning wasn't surprised that the nurse could call him over and knew he knew Lao Qiang.

When he and Steven first brought the person over, that's when they took over. Although they only glanced at each other briefly, it was enough to leave a shallow impression on each other.

"Oh, let me tell you about your friend's current situation."

Next, the nurse took the lab report and explained each indicator to Chang Ning in detail.

They were all technical terms, and Chang Ning only got a general idea of ​​what they were saying.

The final diagnosis was similar to his premonition: a broken nose and a mild concussion.

Since he was the "instigator," he has some authority to speak on Old Gun's injuries.

"He will probably wake up tomorrow. These are the kinds of things that the injured can eat."

If he needs to eat tomorrow, you can prepare the food according to the list.

If you have any questions, just press the little bell by your bed, and the staff on duty will come over.

The nurse left right after she finished speaking; it seemed she was about to go off duty and didn't want to stay a second longer.

It seems that no matter which country you're in, no worker wants to work overtime, especially unpaid overtime, which is the most disliked.

Chang Ning was lucky; the ward the community hospital arranged for Lao Qiang was empty except for him.

I've been in America for three or four days now, and I've been so busy that I haven't had time to find a place to stay. Today, I ended up getting a hospital bed with Old Gun.

Seeing that Lao Qiang wouldn't wake up anytime soon, Chang Ning found a bed near Lao Qiang and tidied up a bit before getting ready to rest.

He's been working non-stop these past few days, which has really exhausted him.

Finally, I can get a good night's sleep.

"Click~"

The last lit ward in the community hospital went dark, and the only sound in the entire hospital was the nurses making their rounds and changing dressings.

Everything seemed to have been muted, and the entire hospital became quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, Chang Ning heard someone push open the door to his hospital room.

Judging from the footsteps, it wasn't a nurse; the person coming should be a man.

The steps are steady and strong.

If the person approaching is a nurse, then her footsteps will definitely be rhythmic and light, and she will not unconsciously lighten her footsteps.

Although the person had already controlled their steps, the marks left by years of training were not so easily erased.

Based on the analysis, Chang Ning believes that this person is not a hospital staff member.

Eighty percent of them were Old Gun's comrades-in-arms, and twenty percent were assassins hired by the "Zero Point" gang.

Chang Ning squinted, using the green light from the emergency exit indicator light shining through the doorway to discreetly observe the person approaching.

From Chang Ning's perspective, the person showed no intention of turning on the light, and seemed to be carrying a plastic bag as they walked directly towards where he and Lao Qiang were.