"The gun I changed is bloodless, you find someone else to change the gun, and I will return the money to you!"

Zhao Xiong, who got off work early at about four o'clock in the afternoon, just came to the shooting range of the gun club, and saw Peng Yixing take the shooting gun in the hand of a middle-aged man with glasses in front of him, and Peng Yixing's words happened to be heard by Zhao Xiong.

Looking at the shooting range, there was a tall man holding a white phoenix chicken in his hand on the target opposite the middle-aged man and breathing a sigh of relief.

Looking at the position he was standing at this time and the struggling white phoenix chicken in his hand, and thinking about Peng Yixing's words just now, it was not difficult to guess what happened just now.

Obviously, the middle-aged man wanted to seek excitement, so he was going to shoot the live white phoenix chicken as a target, but the gun in the middle-aged man's hand was modified by Peng Yixing, and Peng Yixing took back the gun on the spot.

With Peng Yixing's character, anyone who knows his character knows that he did this kind of thing.

"Lost!

What kind of peace to pretend?

Aren't guns used to kill people?

A bloodless gun, bring it to light a cigarette?

Waste of time, Niu, go! At this time, standing opposite Peng Yixing was the Yang Zhengxiang who appeared in Lin Kun's house before, he was also a big man with a lot of money, and he naturally wouldn't have a good face if Peng Yixing was so faceless, and after throwing off Peng Yixing's few ugly words, he immediately beckoned his subordinate who was still struggling with his hands to leave.

Regarding the cruel words thrown by Yang Zhengxiang, Peng Yixing did not fight back against him, his face was still calm, and he checked the modified gun he had just taken over, and he didn't even glance at Yang Zhengxiang's departure.

Watching Yang Zhengxiang leave scolding, Zhao Xiong walked to Peng Yixing, who was putting the gun into the box, and asked with a smile: "Yixing, what happened to that person just now?"

Seeing that it was Zhao Xiong coming, Peng Yixing's calm face had a little more smile, and after closing the box, he replied: "He wants to kill the live white phoenix chicken with the modified gun I gave him."

The gun I modified is bloodless! ”

Peng Yixing's answer confirmed Zhao Xiong's guess just now.

"There's really no need for someone like him to modify a gun for him, and it's good to refuse him.

Anyway, when are you free to give me a modification? After briefly saying Yang Zhengxiang, Zhao Xiong naturally moved the topic to himself.

"I thought you didn't have to modify your gun!" Hearing Zhao Xiong's words, Peng Yixing's face couldn't help but smile more, and then continued: "Your marksmanship has improved very quickly, if I modify the gun and compete with you again, I will be under a lot of pressure!"

"Pressure is motivation, are you still afraid of pressure?"

"The king of guns is also a human being, and besides, I am not a king of guns!"

"Don't be modest, with your marksmanship level, you can be called a gun king!

While there aren't a lot of people right now, why don't we have a round? ”

"Good!

Wait until I get this gun back and put it away. ”

"Okay, let's go, I'm going to change my clothes too."

Subsequently, Zhao Xiong and Peng Yixing had another game, this time it was still a moving target, this was not the second game between the two, the specific number of times it was not clear, as for the result, it was the same, Peng Yixing won, but the gap between Zhao Xiong's score and Peng Yixing is getting smaller and smaller...

When Zhao Xiong and Peng Yixing were shooting at a moving target in a gun club, in front of a room in an old apartment building in Wan Chai, a man wearing a black knitted windbreaker and carrying a leather suitcase knocked on the door, and after about ten seconds, the door was opened, revealing a handsome man's face that was a little fat.

"Xiaozhuang, you are still so cautious!" Seeing his junior brother so cautious, Feng Gang couldn't help but smile and quipped.

"Fourth brother, it's not a big mistake to be careful." After smiling back to Feng Gang, Xiaozhuang walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and took out two cans of beer, and threw one of the cans at Feng Gang, Feng Gang happened to catch it with his left hand, but seeing that he almost couldn't catch the beer, it was obvious that his left hand was not his usual hand.

Seeing Feng Gang's action, Xiao Zhuang, who had just opened the lid of the beer, couldn't help asking, "Fourth brother, your right hand hasn't recovered yet?"

Feng Gang, who opened the lid of the beer can with his right index finger, replied: "I can't recover in this life, so it's okay, just let me feel at ease to be your agent!" After speaking, Feng Gang brought the mouth of the can to his mouth and drank a big sip.

Then the two came to the sofa and sat down, and after putting the beer can on the coffee table next to it, Feng Gang picked up the leather box that had just been placed on the ground and handed it to Xiao Zhuang.

The box was opened, and there was a photo of a man on the top, and below it were two black hands and a few stacks of Hong Kong Island coins, and after Xiaozhuang picked up the photo, Feng Gang explained: "This is the target this time, the employer hopes that he will die tonight, and there is the approximate whereabouts of the target in the past few nights behind the photo."

"Didn't he get a life sentence just a few days ago?" After seeing the person in the photo, Xiao Zhuang couldn't help but ask.

The person in the photo, Xiao Zhuang, knows it, not the kind of acquaintance between acquaintances, but Xiao Zhuang has seen the person in the photo in the newspaper, it is Zhang Hong, who was sentenced to life imprisonment by the court a while ago.

"He was taken out of prison, and the employer gave him money, and we just used the money to do things!"

"In this world, if you have money, you can do whatever you want!" Hearing Feng Gang's explanation, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, and then closed the suitcase.

Seeing Xiao Zhuang's action, Feng Gang couldn't help asking, "Why don't you check the gun?"

"No need, I believe in you, fourth brother!" Xiao Zhuang replied with a smile, and then picked up the beer can on the coffee table and gestured to Feng Gang.

Seeing this, Feng Gang also picked up his can of beer, and the beer cans of the two of them touched each other gently......

How much expectation and how many dreams are because of how lonely my heart is

No matter how ethereal my expectations are, they can already lead me into the future

I didn't get what I wanted to seek, and what I got didn't accept it

Although I want to have it, I can only look forward to it, and I am always drunk in my heart......

At half past eight in the evening, at the light sound bar in Wan Chai, Xiao Zhuang reappeared at the door of the bar he often frequented, looking fixedly at a large poster of a beautiful woman's personal photo posted on the wall at the door of the bar, and listening to his favorite song in his ears.

Retracting his gaze, Xiao Zhuang walked into the bar, where his favorite song "A Shallow Drunk Life" was being sung by the woman standing on the bar stage with a microphone on the poster.

Came to the place where he often sat and sat down, and didn't order anything, just sat in the position and listened quietly, and when the singing woman looked at her inadvertently, Xiaozhuang couldn't help but nod her head gently, and the woman also nodded slightly, and this inadvertent move made the woman's singing voice sound better.

Xiao Zhuang also had an intoxicated smile on his face, such a move was actually a tacit understanding that the two of them inadvertently and subconsciously cultivated.

He knew her, but she didn't know him!

Xiao Zhuang actually enjoyed this kind of relationship, but tonight he couldn't stay here and continue to enjoy the music that intoxicated him.

After listening to this song in its entirety, Xiao Zhuang stood up a little reluctantly, and then walked to a box in the bar, where his goal for tonight was sitting.

Soon, the atmosphere of the bar, which was originally surrounded by beautiful female voices, was suddenly interrupted by a burst of gunshots, and Huang Jin, who was staring at Zhang Hong at the door of the bar, couldn't help but change his face after hearing the gunshots coming from inside, and immediately got out of the car and rushed in......

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