At five o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Mubai put away his bookmarks, put away "The Unsolved Mysteries of the New Century", changed out of his white practice clothes, put on his regular clothes, and left Juying Hall with a wide coat that was easy to cover the gun bag, and rode his bicycle to the vegetable market.

The first two days were full of worries, and I was not in the mood to cook, so I solved them in the restaurant. Now that he has a gun in hand, Jiang Mubai feels a lot more at ease, and he has the idea of cooking a few good dishes.

It's not that the restaurants outside are too unpalatable, but I haven't been to the school dormitory building to see Jiang Huiyin in the past two days, Jiang Mubai didn't want this girl to worry, so she bought vegetables and went home to make her favorite fish-flavored shredded pork and kung pao chicken, and took them to school in a thermos lunch box.

Sometimes, a good-looking face can be used as a pass. The security guard standing in the sentry box next to the school gate and the dormitory manager aunt sitting in the management room of the girls' dormitory building just looked at Jiang Mubai twice, and did not mean to stop him at all.

Jiang Mubai carried the insulated lunch box, stopped in front of the warning sign with "Men are not allowed to enter", and said to the dormitory manager with a polite smile: "Hello, I am Jiang Huiyin's brother, can you please let her go downstairs?" I brought her favorite fish-flavored shredded pork and kung pao chicken. ”

After speaking, Jiang Mubai opened the lid of the box.

"You go in." The aunt in charge of the dormitory snorted and suddenly woke up, "Oh, brother, it's good, Jiang Huiyin, right, how many classes will it be in a few years?" ”

Jiang Mubai pretended not to find out the misunderstanding of the dormitory manager's aunt, and replied, "The first class of the fifth grade." ”

The communication in the dormitory area of the school basically relied on shouting, and I saw the aunt in charge of the dormitory pick up the loudspeaker, stretched her upper body out of the window, and shouted to the corridor: "Jiang Huiyin in the first class of the fifth year, Jiang Huiyin in the first class of the fifth year, please go downstairs, your brother brought your favorite fish-flavored shredded pork and kung pao chicken." ”

"Poof"

Jiang Mubai suddenly laughed, because an advertising slogan sounded in his mind: Please note, Li Ziming, class 6 of the third grade, your mother took two cans of Wangzi milk and wanted to give it to you.

A minute later, Jiang Huiyin, who was wearing slippers, rushed out of the corridor and saw her brother standing in front of the dormitory building, she jumped up like a rabbit.

Jiang Mubai hugged her with a full embrace, hugged the little girl and took her around twice before coaxing her down.

Witnessing the warm moment of the brother and sister, the dormitory manager put on reading glasses and smiled kindly.

After putting down Jiang Huiyin, Jiang Mubai took the lunch box as a dining table and said, "Huiyin is good, eat first." ”

"Uh-huh! Brother, have you had dinner? ”

"After eating, are you still used to the dormitory?"

"It's okay, but we all have rabbits, and it will smell when we go back to the dormitory from the classroom, and we will get used to it after a long time." Jiang Huiyin blinked her eyes, turned her head and asked, "Auntie, have you eaten it, my brother's fish-flavored shredded pork is particularly delicious!" ”

"Eat, eat, oops, that's sensible." The dormitory manager opened the security door of the management room and beckoned to the brothers and sisters, "Come on, come on, I have a table here, sit and eat." ”

"Thank you, Auntie~"

Jiang Huiyin was about to enter the house, but was stopped by Jiang Mubai.

"Huiyin, I still have something to do, you can take it back to the dormitory to eat, share it with your roommates, and I'll come back tomorrow to get the lunch box."

Jiang Mubai delivered dinner and went to Lao Hei's shooting range to practice guns.

In the past, Jiang Mubai agreed with the saying that "pistols are not as practical as short daggers in close-quarters combat", but now his views have changed.

Compared with ordinary people, martial arts practice and the use of firearms have a great advantage, after opening the eyes, the dynamic vision is far better than before, coupled with the subtle control of the body muscles of the martial artist, it can produce a wonderful reaction that one plus one is greater than two.

Wu Xiu's gun is no longer limited to a fixed and stiff shooting posture, and can more fully use and exert the power of firearms in actual combat, which makes it possible to "gun fighting" that did not exist in the first place.

Jiang Mubai believed that before Wu Xiu advanced to the realm of being able to carry guns and cannons in his physical body, the combat effectiveness of a martial artist using a hot weapon would definitely be much higher than that of a martial artist using a cold weapon.

If nothing else, at least, pulling the trigger is less effort than swinging a sword.

On the other hand, it has been a hundred years since the revival of aura, and Jiang Mubai cannot be the first martial artist to try to choose firearms as the main weapon.

Thinking deeper, if Ye Nanfeng or Tong Aqi wanted to buy a murderer, maybe the killers they hired would use firearms!

After all, buying a gun is not a difficult thing in Dingwu City.

Out of this consideration, Jiang Mubai planned to go to the shooting range every night for the next period of time, and while cultivating the "Tianyuan Sword Codex", he would master a new gunfight method exclusive to martial arts cultivation as soon as possible, which would definitely make his actual combat ability improve by leaps and bounds.

"Hmm, brother, you're leaving?" Jiang Huiyin pursed her lips, her brother only came to see her once in three days, and she was about to leave before she could see it twice, which made her feel aggrieved.

"Well, there's something important, Huiyin." Jiang Mubai touched his head to kill, and coaxed the little girl softly, "I'll tell you good news, I've opened my eyes, look, are my eyes particularly bright?" ”

Jiang Huiyin looked at Jiang Mubai seriously, and said happily: "Really, brother, you have a spot of light in your eyes, like two stars!" ”

"This is called starry eyes, ordinary martial arts cultivation is not oh, okay, I'll go do things first, if everything goes well, I'll pick you up and go home in a few days." Come, here's your living expenses and pocket money, take it. ”

Jiang Mubai stuffed more than 20 pieces of change prepared in advance into Jiang Huiyin's hand, this girl is used to living a poor life, give her a hundred whole bills, she is reluctant to spend it when she sees the denomination, it is better to exchange it for ten yuan and twenty change.

When he walked out of the girls' dormitory building, Jiang Mubai's dull mood was slightly relieved, and he stepped on a bicycle equipped with bells, rearview mirrors and headlights, and rushed to the outskirts of the city in the twilight that was almost gone.

After riding out of the main city for several kilometers, the wind suddenly became stronger, blowing Jiang Mubai's short and clean bangs into dull hairs on his forehead.

Jiang Mubai squinted his eyes slightly, looked up at the sky, at this time the sky was dark, and heavy lead clouds gathered in the sky above the suburbs of the city, as if the sky was a little shorter.

It's going to rain, but Jiang Mubai didn't bring an umbrella, fortunately, there is a rain shelter in front, although it is in disrepair and the top is leaking, but staying inside will not be drenched into soup chicken.

Jiang Mubai gently put down the pedal, parked the bicycle outside the rain shelter, and saw that there was no one in the pavilion, so he moved the bicycle in.

As soon as I found a fairly clean place in the pavilion and sat down, there was a sudden downpour outside, and within a moment the visibility was reduced to within twenty meters.

The majestic rain laps on the wooden roof of the tile, and flows along the layers of tiles to form an uninterrupted flow line, pouring on the ground and stirring up a splash.

Summer thunderstorms are always so unreasonable, they come as they say, and they come in a hurry.

Jiang Mubai, who closed his eyes and listened to the rain, suddenly felt something, opened his eyes, and slowly got up.

"Click"

"Click"

"Click"

Footsteps of varying severity came from different directions, and eight figures holding black umbrellas stopped outside the pavilion, surrounding Jiang Mubai in the center.

A bright flash of light appeared in the clouds, illuminating several murderous profiles.

"Boom—"

There was a thunderclap and the black umbrella fell to the ground.