Chapter 9 Gun Practice

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

Fu Qiu came out of the courtroom and thanked Li Cheng.

Just now, the result of the second lawsuit has come down, and under Li Cheng's statement, the result of the first judgment has basically been upheld.

Li Cheng showed a gentle smile: "Mr. Fu is polite, at seven o'clock tonight, my wife and I will be in Hongyun Building, and please be there for the two of you." ”

Fu Qiu and Ji Nuan also smiled: "Definitely." ”

Tonight's family banquet has been scheduled a long time ago, and it can be regarded as a celebration of the smooth outcome of the lawsuit.

"Husband, this lawyer Li is good."

Ji Nuan in the car said a little proudly, this lawyer is the one she contacted.

Fu Qiu nodded, naturally he was very professional, otherwise he wouldn't have specialized in Dong, so he asked him to wash his feet.

"Well, it's professional, how do you know about him?"

"His wife and I were classmates and studied classical dance together."

"Oh." Fu Qiu suddenly turned out to be Mrs. Diplomacy.

"His wife's surname is Song, and she has a good relationship with me, and she often posts about her husband's lawsuit victory in the circle of friends, and I know it."

In the evening, Hongyun Building.

Fu Qiu stopped the car and was about to take Ji Nuan to the banquet.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar face.

Although the other party smoked on the side of the road in the hotel, slightly modified his appearance, and wore a hat, his big long face was still so special.

Sun Dasheng.

Seeing Fu Qiu stunned, Ji Nuan tugged at his arm: "What's wrong, husband?" ”

Fu Qiu reacted and smiled: "It's okay, I seem to see an acquaintance." ”

"Acquaintances? Go say hi? ”

Fu Qiu waved his hand: "He may not be very convenient." ”

The other party is dressed in disguise, what if there is any task?

Making friends also depends on timing.

"Alright, let's go inside."

Ji Nuan didn't say much, and kept up with Fu Qiu's footsteps.

Not long after, Fu Qiu met Lawyer Li's wife.

It's a pity that the appearance is average.

Introduce each other to one or two, and you can be regarded as getting to know each other.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, *** braised pork, chopped pepper fish head, Mao Xuewang, crystal elbow......

A table of dishes is mainly Hunan cuisine and Sichuan cuisine, which is very in line with the tastes of several people.

Between meals, the two women exchanged various beauty, yoga, dance, and shopping.

Fu Qiu and Li Cheng exchanged some surrounding and international hot spots.

"The province has started another round of anti-drug work, and most of our city is going to be in the news again." Li Cheng sighed.

Fu Qiu knew what he meant, and they were here in the news countless times over the past decade or so because of the drug problem.

"There's no way to do it, by the way, you know the demolition of the old city, it is said that there was a forced demolition, and there were several troubles."

Li Cheng nodded: "To develop the economy, the transformation of the old city is inevitable, but it looks ugly." ”

Fu Qiu smiled: "What does it matter if it's ugly or not?" They wear white gloves. ”

Bang bang bang!

An eager gunshot instantly overwhelmed all the noise.

Faintly, several people heard the sound of glass being broken.

Fu Qiu's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly pulled Ji Nuan down and hid under the table.

A few steps rushed to the door and locked the door.

Watching his movements, Li Cheng also pulled his wife down and hid under the table.

"Gunshots? Who would dare to shoot in the city center? Li Cheng said angrily.

Fu Qiu held Ji Nuan's hand and comforted him, but he thought of Sun Dasheng in disguise.

I couldn't help but curse.

Exercise.

He remembered that among the big guys, the most burning was the last punch and kick, and he didn't use the gun much.

"Call the police first."

"Well, here we are, wait, wait until it's quiet outside, and then talk."

The gunfire outside lasted only for more than ten seconds, and it had already stopped, and several people did not move.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the police, wearing a body armor, and it looked like he was on a mission.

Li Cheng hugged his wife and kept comforting him.

Fu Qiu also comforted Ji Nuan, who was nervous: "It's okay, don't worry." ”

Ji Nuan Lihua was tearful and hugged Fu Qiu's hand tightly.

Soon, the guests in the restaurant left the scene under the organization of the police.

In the process, they probably learned that the shootout took place in a private room in the restaurant, which was only a room away from them, as if the police were catching criminals.

It wasn't until a few hours later that they learned the full story from the local official website and self-media.

The police department arrested a group of drug dealers who were trading in Hongyun Building, and in the process of closing the net, there was a little problem, and the group opened fire and arrested them, but there were no casualties.

Ji Nuan was dissatisfied: "How can this be? There is no consideration for the safety of the masses at all. ”

"Can't they wait until the drug dealers go to a secluded place and then arrest them?"

Fu Qiu only gently stroked her back, constantly comforting.

A sudden shootout, only a box away from them, the experiencer was definitely highly nervous and afraid.

Even, Fu Qiu's sense of security was cut by half by this shootout.

His physical fitness is strong, and no matter how good his kung fu practice is, he is just a mortal body after all.

Ji Nuan cursed for a while, and finally calmed down.

Seeing Fu Qiu, who was choosing body armor and explosion-proof clothing on a shopping website, she was full of surprise: "Husband, what are you doing here?" ”

Fu Qiu glanced at her: "As you can see, increase your sense of security, do you want it?" ”

Ji Nuan hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "Forget it, it's just an emergency in the end, our country is still very safe." ”

Fu Qiu nodded: "No matter how safe it is, it doesn't prevent me from increasing my sense of security." ”

……

Northern Shooting Range.

Bang bang bang!

Fu Qiu wore goggles and conducted shooting training under the guidance of the coach on the side.

"Yes, 86 rings, your results are already quite good among newcomers." The coach on the side encouraged.

Fu Qiu also smiled, and the coach only thought that the full score was one hundred rings.

But he set a perfect score of 86 rings at the beginning of the shooting

86 rings, that's his perfect score.

He has been in training for two weeks now, and has experienced everything from Beretta 87, Glock 17, P226 pistol to EM332 rifle and HK416, and has also experienced the unique charm of shooting.

The moment the index finger was snapped, and the gun rang out, it was unprecedented satisfaction.

Fu Qiu has included shooting in his daily schedule.

With a talent for repetition of behavior, he is undoubtedly extremely gifted in this area.

As long as you shoot the Ten Rings once, you can definitely shoot the second time.

As long as he trains in the most standard shooting position, he will be able to record this position forever, train it, and form standard muscle memory.

"It's time for me to go, Coach."

"Slow down, Fu Qiu."

Leaving the shooting gallery, Fu Qiu drove to a warehouse, which was where he stored his mechanical materials, and as he received more orders, his studio gradually became insufficient, so he rented a warehouse to store various materials.

At the same time, in the depths of the warehouse, a huge sandbag was hung, and on the wall was a target, and on the side were some short knives, a row of darts, and a bow and arrow.

Turning on the light, Fu Qiu picked up his bow and arrows from the shelf and walked to the outermost.

Draw an arrow and draw a bow.

Swish!

An arrow was stuck in the center of the target.

Swish! Swish!

A pot of arrows was shot out, and Fu Qiu moved his arms.

Re-erect a target.

Hold a dart in each hand.

Swish! Swish!

This is done for several rounds in succession, leaving a heart on the target.

Finally, he took out a slingshot and a cloth bag from his body, but among them were iron balls that had been polished into a cone.

An iron bead is shot out, leaving a crater in the bullseye made of plasticine.

More than ten are shot to form a circle.