Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 337 The Identity of the Visitor

who can that be?

Beneath the thin blanket were Chang Ning's taut muscles, his slightly narrowed eyes fixed on the mysterious visitor.

If even the slightest thing is discovered, Chang Ning, who is already poised to strike, will swiftly take down this uninvited guest.

The mysterious man seemed oblivious to the large person lying next to Old Gun, and walked straight to Old Gun's bedside, placing the things he was carrying on the bedside table.

Chang Ning knew it was a plastic bag from the slight rubbing sound it made when the item was placed inside.

So, it seems the visitor is a friend, not an enemy?
But why didn't he turn on the light?

The visitor's every action clouded Chang Ning's judgment, making it impossible for him to see the other person's true face.

After putting the things away, the man didn't leave. He just stared at the unconscious Old Gun lying on the hospital bed in the dim light.

Chang Ning even heard a suppressed chuckle.

laughter?

Could this person not be a friendly force?

If they were friends, why would they laugh out loud at this time?

It would be strange if we didn't pin this murderer to the bed and give him a good beating.

No matter who they are, if they dare to plot against you, your fists will show them who they've messed with!

The man watched Old Gun for a few minutes by the bedside to make sure his condition was relatively stable, then turned around and looked directly at where Chang Ning was.

Chang Ning could clearly feel a gaze directed at her.

Should we make a move against him?
At this moment, Chang Ning was ready to take the initiative.

If you strike first, you will be stronger, if you strike later, you will suffer disaster!
As a result, the man only glanced at Chang Ning a few times before turning around and leaving.

Now Chang Ning could see that the uninvited guest who came to the ward tonight was a friend, not an enemy.

Richard sensed something was wrong the moment he stepped into the ward.

His intuition, honed through countless brushes with death, was frantically warning him that there was someone or something in this hospital room that could threaten his life.

As far as he knew, there was only Old Gun and a new recruit from China who was undergoing assessment in this ward.

There is no possibility of bombs being placed in hospital wards in the city.

If there really were a bomb and it exploded, the United States would be furious and turn the country upside down.

Apart from the perpetrators of the 9/11 attacks, no other person or organization would provoke the United States in this way.

Old Gun is even less likely to be able to do so; he's still in a coma, and even with one leg, he couldn't possibly pose a threat to Richard.

So it can only be that guy from China.

This is incredible; it seems another formidable character is about to emerge in the team.

This reminded Richard of the team's sharpshooter, Demon, who was Chinese.

It seems there's a saying about that place in China.

So he won't go in if there's danger? He's not easily scared.

Those who are timid either won't engage in mercenary work, or they die young.

Besides, they are not currently enemies, so entering the ward is dangerous, but not life-threatening.

I saw Old Gun's information a few days ago and knew that this newcomer from China was no ordinary person. Just now, his sixth sense also confirmed what Old Gun said.

Richard still entered the ward, and he deliberately didn't turn on the light, just to see if the newcomer had the most basic intelligence gathering and reading skills, as well as his composure.

What's needed now are multi-skilled talents; those with too limited a skill set don't meet their recruitment standards.

Despite the pressure from Chang Ning, Richard entered the ward.

As he drew closer to the old man lying on the hospital bed, his intuition began to frantically warn him.

Richard exclaimed, "Good heavens! Just who is this newcomer? There must be quite a few people who have died at his hands!"

Only such an absolute killing machine could put so much pressure on him.

Despite the pressure, Richard deliberately acted ambiguously to test Chang Ning and make her unsure of his identity.

Before coming, Richard had gathered some information about Chang Ning, knowing that the man was very emotionally stable, and most importantly, that all of Chang Ning's equipment was temporarily stored with the weapons dealer.

As long as the other side has no weapon, he only needs to reveal his identity when he flares up in Changning.

Overall, this assessment was dangerous, but not fatal; in fact, it was quite thrilling!

The plan goes through!
So Richard appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, ninety percent of his attention was on Chang Ning.

As they approached, they would occasionally glance at the person lying on the other bed out of the corner of their eye.

As soon as he sensed any signs that Changning was about to attack, he would immediately reveal his identity to them.

With both sides harboring their own thoughts, the atmosphere in the ward was somewhat heavy.

Even after Richard placed the fruit he had casually bought from the roadside on Old Gun's bedside table, Chang Ning didn't make a sound, not even turning over.

Has it been discovered, or is the person truly still unconscious?

Not awake?

Richard didn't believe it.

Richard found it hard to believe that the person who could trigger such a frantic alarm in his intuition was a complete idiot lacking even basic awareness.

So there's only one possibility: the newcomer was already awake and was observing him.

Define your identity and be prepared to act at any time.

Richard, having guessed Chang Ning's motives, decided to tease her.

He deliberately lingered by Old Gun's bedside for a while, wanting to see if Chang Ning would take the initiative to make a move.

He didn't expect Chang Ning to be so patient. He had been standing by the bed for a while, but she didn't make any move.

There's something on him!
Richard was very satisfied with Chang Ning, his future comrade-in-arms.

That's right!

Richard was very satisfied with Chang Ning's performance. Things had developed to this point, and he knew that the other party had determined whether he was friend or foe based on his behavior just now.

Even after all this, the newcomer remained unmoved, silently waiting.

Patience is a prerequisite for a successful hunt, and this newcomer has the potential to become an experienced hunter.

Little did anyone know that Chang Ning, lying in front of Richard, was already an old hunter.

He could explode at any moment if he wanted to.

Richard was increasingly satisfied with the newcomer. He had gotten what he wanted. He glanced at the man still lying in bed and walked toward the door of the ward.

He wanted to go back and tell his companions about what happened today in detail.

He's a promising talent; a few months of training will give them a pleasant surprise.

Thinking of this, Richard couldn't help but laugh.

"This person must know that he is awake."

Chang Ning narrowed her eyes and saw the uninvited guest who walked to the door and started laughing. What did that mean?
Is he implying to himself that he wants to go out with him because he has something to tell him?
Chang Ning observed the person's every move from entering to leaving, and deduced that the person was most likely an ally.

Steven mentioned to him when he went back that Old Gun's team would come looking for him.

So the guy carrying the plastic bag is very likely a member of that team?
Thinking of this, Chang Ning threw off the covers, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and followed.

Hearing footsteps approaching from behind, Richard turned around and saw Chang Ning running out of the ward.

Richard looked surprised. He hadn't expected Chang Ning to chase after him, and he certainly hadn't expected Chang Ning's purpose in seeking him out.

Keep in mind that they had never met before, so it was even more impossible for them to have specifically chased after him to beat him up.

It wouldn't be so difficult to attack him; Chang Ning could have found plenty of opportunities back in the hospital ward.

So, he wants to talk to me about something?

Richard was not surprised that Chang Ning could guess his identity.

It would be strange if he couldn't guess; in that case, he would have to consider the feasibility of recruiting the other person into the team.

Chang Ning stopped three steps away from Richard, and only then did he have time to see Richard's face clearly in the soft, slightly dim light of the corridor.

Neither of them spoke, and they stood in the hospital corridor, sizing each other up.

The environment in the ward was dim, and neither of us could see each other's condition clearly.

Although Richard had seen Chang Ning's photos before, they were still not quite the same as the real person.

In Chang Ning's eyes, Richard had short, blond hair that shimmered with a metallic sheen under the lights.

His temples were shaved so short that his scalp was almost visible, and the faint blue lines looked like meticulously sculpted lines, exuding a sense of neatness and coldness.

His eyes were deep-set, as if they held endless stories, and his pupils were emerald green, like a deep lake, radiating a mysterious and cold light in the dark night.

A sharp glint seemed to flash in his eyes, sending a chill down one's spine.

His nose bridge was straight and high, like a mountain range. The tip of his nose had a slight hook, but it was not exaggerated. Instead, it added a unique sense of perseverance and decisiveness.

At the same time, Richard was also sizing up Chang Ning.

Chang Ning was tall and slender, casting a long shadow under the light.

His hair was a neat buzz cut, each strand standing upright, exuding a sense of simplicity and ruggedness, and the jet-black color gleamed faintly under the dim yellow light.

His face was sharply defined, with a pair of deep eyes beneath his sword-like eyebrows, which gleamed with a calm yet sharp light in the dim light.

Beneath his high, straight nose, his lips were pressed tightly together into a straight line.

His face subtly revealed a hint of unruliness.

Richard believes that even Westerners find Chang Ning to be handsome and rugged.

It was late at night, and the hospital corridor was so quiet that only their soft breathing and the occasional beeping of instruments in the distance could be heard.

The soft light seemed somewhat lonely in the quiet night, casting long shadows on the walls.

Chang Ning and Richard stared at each other, each probably guessing the other's identity, a tense yet subtle atmosphere filling the air.

"What's up?" Richard asked softly, looking at the Asian man who gave him a very dangerous feeling.

"Old Gun is in a coma now, what are your plans for me?"
"I hope you'd better hurry up and not waste my precious time!" Chang Ning said coldly.

He didn't want to waste any more time with this organization. He had thought the so-called assessment would be short, but they had tricked him at the weapons shop just to see if he would act impulsively on the battlefield.

The second time, he practiced target shooting and mixed martial arts with Lao Qiang.

What’s next?
He understood the approach of this supposedly prestigious organization in the industry, but couldn't they speed things up?

Besides, the old gunman in charge of the assessment has been knocked unconscious by himself. What will happen next?
Whether you stay or leave, give us a straight answer.

What's the point of leaving someone hanging like this?

Even if you have plenty of time, you can't do it like this; it's not like it's a special forces assessment.

As the old saying goes, "Once or twice is acceptable, but not a third or fourth time."

So no matter what the person in front of him in the ward meant, he had to chase after him and find out.

All of the above actions were based on the character settings outlined in the mission plan.

He is no longer a special forces soldier in Lone Wolf B Group, but a destitute veteran.

His eagerness to know the result perfectly matches his character; please call him "Wolf Fang Movie King"!
Richard raised an eyebrow slightly, staring directly at Chang Ning. "What makes you so sure that I'm on the same team as Old Gun? Can't I just be Old Gun's friend?"

He deliberately threw out such a flawed statement to see how Chang Ning would respond.

Hearing this, Chang Ning couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but remained outwardly calm.

He thought to himself, "Isn't this obviously a test for me? If I can't even see through such a flawed rhetoric, I might as well retire now and save myself from killing my teammates on the battlefield."

Chang Ning remained calm, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said slowly, "Steven mentioned to me before he left the hospital that those who can hang out with Old Gun are basically all in the same circle."

During our casual conversation, he mentioned that Old Gun's teammates would be arriving soon.

Considering your actions in the hospital room, the answer is quite obvious. And what you just said also indirectly confirms this.

Richard secretly sized up Chang Ning, forming a preliminary judgment about the young man before him.

His mind is as sharp as lightning, and no external disturbances can affect him in the slightest.

His fighting skills are exceptional.

Just kidding, someone who can beat Old Gun into the hospital, how weak can they be?
His marksmanship was also quite remarkable, and the way he stood there subtly exuded a dangerous aura.

Based on the information he currently possessed, Richard silently gave Chang Ning a three-star rating in his mind.

This has always been a rule of their team: every official member has to rate the newcomer, and three stars is the passing grade.

Richard hasn't seen Chang Ning's actual performance in person yet, so he can only give a relatively conservative score for now.

However, he had a feeling that Chang Ning's performance in actual combat would be far beyond his imagination, and extremely exaggerated.

It's important to know that there aren't many people whose intuition can trigger a dangerous warning, and those people are all infamous.

In the gray area, their code names and the teams behind them are well-known and widely recognized.

Of course, everyone in this circle tacitly hides their true identities.

After all, once exposed, it would be extremely troublesome to deal with.

Richard had also heard that Chang Ning was responsible for the "Zero Point" gang incident, but in his opinion, this only showed that Chang Ning was quite capable in combat.

Gang members are no match for organized military units in terms of combat effectiveness.

Although this person gave him a sense of danger, he had never actually seen him perform on the battlefield.

Therefore, Richard mainly observed Chang Ning, which is why he gave her a three-star rating.

"Are you in such a hurry to conduct the assessment?"

Having received the response he wanted, Richard stopped hiding his thoughts and simply spoke frankly.

Chang Ning's lips curled up slightly, revealing a somewhat mocking smile, and he said, "To correct you, I'm not in a hurry to join you."

I just want to make money quickly.

Your progress is far too slow; I was just giving you a heads-up.

The implication is that you are wasting my time!