Three months passed in a flash.

Kowloon Gun Club.

Bang bang bang......

The crackling of gunfire was endless.

Chen Xijiu wore earmuffs and ran out of the third magazine, pressed the button, and moved the gun target in front of him.

The distribution of bullet holes on the target is basically between the seventh ring and the eighth ring, and there are very few nine rings.

However, for Chen Xijiu, who has never touched a gun, in three months, the results of training so far are already very good.

In addition to the two active skills of "weakness" and "swiftness", learning to shoot is the only means that can effectively save Chen Xijiu's life and achieve it quickly.

Compared with the protracted and persistent training of martial arts, gun training only requires limited energy and more money after tea and dinner.

However, money is not so important to Chen Xijiu for the time being, don't buy a house, don't buy a car, and her daughter-in-law doesn't have anything to look at for the time being.

"Mr. Chen, today's results are good, if you work hard for a while, you may be able to hit the ninth ring and ten rings." The manager of the gun club said to Chen Xijiu with a smile.

Chen Xijiu ran to the gun club when he had nothing to do, and almost all of his spare money was spent on buying (*) ammunition, and he had become a frequent customer here and a very familiar manager with him.

Chen Xijiu withdrew the magazine, rested it on the table with the gun, and said to the manager: "Practice makes perfect, I don't have any hobbies, and it's actually quite good to play with guns when I have nothing to do." ”

The manager nodded in agreement, today's young people are either attracting fans, gambling, or fooling around, like Mr. Chen, who practices hard and is willing to invest money in gun clubs, and cultivates hobbies as a means of saving life.

The manager said again: "By the way, Mr. Chen, there is a phone call for you over there, do you want to answer it?" ”

Chen Xijiu nodded, took off the earmuffs, walked to the counter and picked up the earpiece: "Hey, who is it?" ”

"Xi Jiu, it's me," Chen Dawen's voice said on the other end of the phone: "Today is Guan Erye's birthday, and the camel has decided to open an incense altar to serve Brother Hao." In the future, Brother Hao will be the real big brother, and he has the right to recruit the younger brother independently, and the brothers will be about to get out of the way. Hurry up. ”

"Okay, got it, Brother Wen, I'll go over right away." After hanging up the phone, Chen Xijiu left the club and took a taxi to Tsim Sha Tsui to buy some gifts.

……

When Chen Xijiu arrived at the restaurant, it was already lit up and full of guests, including the elder brother, the old "handsome guy" Hua Fu, the hall master Quartz, and all the backbones who were on the table had arrived.

So many important people in the company all came to participate in Guan Erye's birthday, not to give face to Wu Shihao, who was about to take up his post, but to congratulate the camel and exchange gifts.

It can be seen that the camel's connections are really extensive.

However, it is also understandable that the camel is decent, righteous, and can really work hard, has made great contributions to the company, and is still a typical good man, no one can be offended when encountering things, he is a famous peacemaker in the company, his subordinates are in office, who does not want to come to make a face familiar, and maintain personal affection.

"Xi Jiu, this way, sit here!"

After Chen Dawen saw Chen Xijiu, he stood up in front of the seat and waved to him.

Chen Xijiu took a seat, and Wu Mingbei next to him smiled and pointed to Wu Shihao, who was dressed in formal clothes not far away, and said to everyone: "Look, look, Brother Hao is not handsome today, does he look like a handle?" ”

As the saying goes, a person who gets the way chicken and dog ascends to heaven, Wu Shihao can be a good start, in the future, he has his own territory, and the brothers don't have to look at people's faces all the time.

"Hey, who told you to sit here, go over there!" A young man with very long hair and bangs in front of him who even covered half of his face took the lead in driving people away.

Wu Ming was upset at the time, and scolded: "How do you talk about this little B cub, don't you study hard and come here to be the boss?" Didn't the teacher teach you how to respect your elders? ”

For Chen Xijiu and them, these young people who haven't even grown their hair are indeed juniors, and it is undoubtedly a sadness that the age when they should have studied hard is here.

"Respect for elders? In the eyes of my crow, I am the elder, I am the king of heaven, if you don't want to die, get out! The raven cried with its eyes turned to the sky.

Crow?

Hearing this name, Chen Xijiu felt a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he knew that the arrogant and domineering immature young man in front of him was likely to be Chen Tianxiong, the famous descending tiger crow in Dongxing in the future.

It's just that the crow at this time is too young and has almost no qualifications, and it is very likely that he is the peripheral brother of a certain big brother, but now he dares to come and grab the seat of these official members, and it is not enough to be bold enough to describe him.

"Little B cub, dare to tell you Brother Ming to get out, if Lao Tzu doesn't teach you a lesson today......" Wu Ming held his arm and was about to do something to the crow.

"Hey, Brother Ming, dissipate your anger, these little guys under me have never seen the market, and please don't be like them." A young man with glasses wore a smiling face and apologized to Wu Ming on behalf of the crow.

This young man with a smile on his face is called Wu Zhiwei, nicknamed Smiling Tiger, he is Niu Jingwei's old subordinate before he died, he is an old fritter, and he has no real skills in his hands, but there are many tricks to cheat and deceive.

Wu Ming has a similar smell with him, and his relationship is not bad in private.

"Smiling Tiger, you take good care of my subordinates, don't let any kind of people come to the place where adults sit to make trouble." When Wu Ming said this, he looked at the little boy crow meaningfully.

"I'm grassing you, you ......" The crow was about to attack at that time, and this kid dared to do anything when he got up, and anyone dared to scare anyone.

Syllable!

Wu Zhiwei slapped the crow loudly at that time and shouted: "Apologize to Brother Ming, hurry up!" ”

The crow craned his neck and didn't say a word, and his eyes hidden under the front bangs were almost cannibalistic.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Wu Zhiwei slapped him three times in a row, one louder than the other.

"What's the matter, what are you guys doing?" The camel happened to be nearby, heard the sound of a slap, and saw that something seemed to be happening here, so he came over.

"It's nothing, Brother Luo, the smiling tiger is under discipline." Wu Ming hurriedly said. The crow, a little child, is not afraid of tigers and does not know etiquette, but Wu Ming is an adult, and basic politeness in front of the big guy still needs to be maintained.

"Discipline subordinates should also be divided into occasions, today is Guan Erye's birthday, it is the day of Ahaozha's position, what kind of system do you do here, go over there to find a place to sit down!" The camel said to Wu Zhiwei angrily.

Wu Zhiwei smiled and nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, Brother Luo, I know." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly put his arm around the shoulders of the unconvinced crow and forcibly took it away.