After about a cup of tea, Hu Bai walked into the living room with 10 large boxes with his subordinates. This Huang Shilang is very fat, Zhou Xing's face is happy.

"Investigator, all this gold is yours!" Huang Shilang instructed his subordinates to open the boxes, only to see that each box was full of small yellow croaker.

"Master Huang is too polite, then I will be disrespectful. Huang Shilang sent someone to Dai Mansion for these ten big boxes, and Zhou Xing took advantage of the fact that when there was no one, they were all included in the comedy space. Now that he has guns and money, he has an army!

"Master, are these four clothes really so valuable?" Hu Bai asked as he picked up a body armor.

"It's valuable, it's very valuable! With these pieces of bulletproof armor, I can deal with the county magistrate more leisurely!"

"Leisurely?" Hu Bai asked suspiciously.

"Yes, I was worried that the county magistrate's people were strong in martial arts and marksmanship, and with these treasures, it would be foolproof!"

The bulletproof armor sent by Zhou Xing was like a charcoal in the snow for Huang Shilang. Zhou Xing's news is nothing but for Zhang Mazi.

In the tea hall, Huang Shilang took the portrait of Ma Bond and forced Zhang Mazi to ask why the photo of Ma Bond archived in the provincial capital was not at all like Zhang Mazi himself? Zhang Mazi denied it calmly, and finally saw that he couldn't deny it anymore, Master Tang jumped out and simply admitted that he asked Zhang Mazi to pretend to be himself.

As for the reason, it's simpler, he encountered a bandit on the way to office, and he relied on his nephew to get through the danger, so he simply let him replace him.

Huang Shilang frowned and asked, "I just figured out your details, so you don't confess yourself, it's too much of a coincidence, right?"

If this is the case, his efforts will be in vain. Originally, he wanted to play tricks on these two monkeys first, and then add knives and guns to force them to suppress the bandits. Judging from the current situation, they can only be lured to suppress bandits with money.

The ceremony of suppressing bandits in Goose City was grand and warm. Huang Shilang, the county magistrate, Master Tang, and the heads of the two major families in the south of the city went out one after another and stood on the rostrum admired by tens of thousands of people.

Huang Shilang, Master Tang, and Zhang Mazi pretended to be county magistrates, and they all issued declarations to suppress bandits. Zhou Xing just glanced coldly at the audience, and then found a corner and traveled to the world of "The King of Comedy".

Contacting Ah Mao, Zhou Xing directly explained his intentions. "I need a sniper teacher!"

Ah Mao was taken aback, "Boss, have you provoked someone again?"

"It's not that I'm messing with someone, it's that I'm going to kill someone!"

"No, even if you want to kill someone, you can find a killer to come forward, you can't do it yourself, right?"

Ah Mao is now completely unconscious of the police, and Zhou Xing's sugar-coated cannonballs have almost corroded him.

"Only I can do this. Do you know people in this area?"

"Yes, yes, but it's hard to say if you can please move it. Ah Mao pondered for a moment and decided to take Zhou Xing to meet a master.

In the private room of a café, Zhou Xing saw a man of medium stature, but he looked powerful.

"Boss, let me introduce you, this is the Flying Tigers Zhuang sir, his specialty is tactical support, long-range sniping. Zhuang sir, this is my boss Mr. Zhou, he likes to play with guns, so I introduced you to him, don't you mind?"

"Don't mind!" Zhuang sir's eyes were like eagles, and Zhou Xing was under a lot of pressure.

"Sir Zhuang, I heard Ah Mao say that you like to play with antique guns, and I happen to have a Lee Enfield 7.62mm long rifle here, let's appreciate it together!" Zhou Xing took out a gun box that had been prepared a long time ago.

"Oh, then I'd like to appreciate it. Officer Zhuang took out the rifle from the box, played with it for a while, and praised it again and again, "This gun should have been produced by the Royal Arsenal of Enfield in England from 1895 to 1905. ”

Zhou Xing saw that he couldn't put it down, and said generously, "If Sir Zhuang likes it, this gun will be considered my meeting gift." I only have one request, which is to ask Sir Zhuang to teach me how to use this gun. ”

"Hey, it's useless, and besides, as a police officer, I'm stared at by the ICAC Independent Commission Against Corruption!"

Zhuang Sir returned the gun to Zhou Xing with pity. He didn't say a word about Zhou Xing's illegal possession of guns. In fact, those top rich people on Hong Kong Island all play with guns in private, and as long as there is no accident, their police will turn a blind eye.

You can say that this gun is a gun, and it is not wrong to say that it is an antique. In short, for the rich, it is not a problem.

"That's it, I'll put this gun at Ah Mao, if Sir Zhuang wants to play, you can say hello and ask Ah Mao to bring it to you." ”

Zhuang sir was a little moved when he heard this, and it was not a violation of discipline to occasionally borrow a friend's antique to enjoy it, so there would be no problem on the ICAC side.

Ah Mao helped Zhou Xing find a private shooting range, and Zhuang Sir taught Zhou Xing for four or five months, and by the way, he was addicted to an antique gun. Zhou Xing had a lot of bullets in his hand, and Zhuang Sir had a lot of fun. Zhou Xing's shooting level has also improved rapidly, reaching the point where he can hit a fixed target with a range of 300 meters.

Everything was almost ready, Zhou Xing bought an eight-fold sniper scope in the Arun military store, mounted it on his rifle, and prepared a camouflage uniform and helmet, and then returned to the world of "Let the Bullets Fly" with a single crossing.

Although the bandit Huang Shilang ambushed heavy troops this time, he lost in the end. The collector's version of the mine did not kill Zhang Mazi, but instead killed the undercover soup master. The real Mazi was not caught, and the fake Zhang Mazi he controlled was fed peanuts by Zhang Mazi instead.

On the other hand, on Zhang Mazi's side, except for the second child who was caught and killed because of Master Tang's informant, only the seventh child was slightly injured.

As soon as Zhou Xing crossed into the world of bullets, Zhang Mazi's people wanted to kill him, and the third child later knocked him unconscious.

Zhang Mazi and Master Tang led a total of two or three hundred people from the county security team out of the city. They rode on tall horses and carried several wagons with considerable loads, which were full of silver. They carried money to suppress bandits, which not only had the meaning of boosting morale, but also had the meaning of luring snakes out of the hole.

In the eyes of the people of Goose City, landlords and gentry, Zhang Mazi and his gang were full of spirit. really responded to Master Tang's sentence "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!"

Zhou Xingmu sent Zhang Mazi's people out of the city, and after they walked out for a quarter of an hour, he rode the fast horse prepared by Master Dai and followed Zhang Mazi's footsteps.

During this time, he has been practising equestrianism and is now able to ride his horse steadily. Zhang Mazi's team was carrying a cart and was not moving fast.

The best road in this era is just a gravel road, and the cart escorted by Zhang Mazi left deep wheel prints on the road, which is convenient for Zhou Xing to track.

He always hung five or six hundred meters behind Zhang Mazi's team. The direction of Zhang Mazi's team is the West Mountain of Goose City.

Along the way, there was nothing to do, Zhang Mazi and Master Tang talked and laughed, as if this trip was not to suppress bandits at all, but to travel.