In the emergency center's second-floor ward, Lin Qiu and her companions quickly learned how to use the AA-12 shotgun with Taran's guidance, eagerly holding their shotguns, ready to try them out.
"Chu Feng, we are ready!" Lin Qiu, holding the shotgun, revealed a bright smile on her face.
Of course, Chu Feng, startled by the barrel pointing at him, wasn't in the mood to appreciate her charm.
He almost forgot Lin Qiu came from within the country and certainly wasn't familiar with firearms!
"Lin Qiu, don't point the gun at people!" Taran, seeing this, quickly reached out to redirect Lin Qiu's barrel to the side.
"Taran, I think you can take Lin Qiu with you when you go out for firearms training!" Chu Feng teased the two with a smile, then flipped his hand, and his own AA-12 appeared in his hand.
"Wait, Chu Feng! What about Huang Chuanhao, that fake exorcist?" Lin Qiu whispered into Chu Feng's ear.
