There was no one else in this store, and the back door led directly to the shooting range at the back.

Although the farthest target is not one thousand meters, it is indispensable to be eight hundred meters.

"What are you doing?" Feng San slapped the young man on the shoulder, his expression changed, "You question Brother Ninth, do you want to die?"

Did you know that Miss Si’s thighs must be hugged?

If Brother Ninth gets angry in the future, he will still have Miss Si to hide in.

"I'm not questioning this!" the young man retorted loudly, "I'm defending Brother Ninth's honorable name!"

Feng San: "..."

He suspected that Yu Tang had secretly recommended some strange hot-blooded anime to this boy.

Yu Xiheng finally spoke, with a cold voice: "Canyoning."

"I'm sorry, Ninth Brother." Xishang immediately knelt down on one knee and lowered his head, "I was wrong."

Yu Xiheng raised his eyes: "You don't have to be the same as him."

Canyoning: "???"

Feng San gloated over his misfortune.

"No, I'm ready for this." Si Fuqing frowned, "But then again, what's the benefit if I get hit? Otherwise, if you ask me to hit you, I'll hit you. Wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"

Canyon was still kneeling on the ground: "If you get hit, I will give you this month's salary!"

Anyway, this is what the brothers often do in private bets.

He is the king of gambling, when has he ever lost?

Hearing these words, Si Fuqing's expression became happy: "Deal."

Feng San couldn't bear to watch it.

What's wrong with this? It has to be something as sensitive as salary.

Once Miss Si gets serious, it's a bit scary.

Sure enough, Si Fuqing started to bargain: "One shot for one month, then I'll give you twelve shots, and you'll give me one year's salary."

Since he is the one who follows Yu Xiheng, he must have some money.

Canyon was shocked: "You haven't fought yet, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Yu Xiheng picked up the teacup, smiled slightly, and confirmed: "Okay."

The few young people who fell from the ceiling like canyoning looked at each other.

When did their Lord participate in this kind of gambling?

"Then I'll start." Si Fuqing said and directly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The bullets flew out quickly.

Canyoning without blinking an eye.

"Bang bang bang!"

One sound after another, with almost no time between each sound, without any pause.

Her wrists didn't move at all, and there was no trace of nervousness on her face.

Canyon's expressions ranged from unimpressed to dumbfounded.

Let’s not talk about the hit rate, but Si Fuqing’s posture when holding a gun is more than just a little skill!

After twelve shots, Si Fuqing turned the gun again: "The recoil is so small, the materials and manufacturing technology are top-notch, it's amazing."

Yu Xiheng didn't need to tell her that this was definitely caused by the Mo family.

This favor was huge, and she didn't know that she would have to work for a few more months.

"Remember to give me your salary." Si Fuqing patted Xishang's shoulder like a big brother, "Thank you for your hard work, working as a worker. Your whole year was wasted."

When Xisheng came back to his senses, his face turned red: "Who knows if you've hit them all, it's not necessarily true!"

He immediately went to the shooting range in the back.

Feng San had a look and led several other brothers to follow him.

After several people came to the innermost target, they couldn't help but fell silent when they looked at the bullet hole in the center.

Twelve shots, none of them missed.

Canyon felt like he had been struck by lightning, and his mind was not clear: "She, she, she... did she still calculate before shooting?!"

Does this have to be a science student?

Feng San was also silent.

He should believe what Yu Tang said, Miss Si can do everything.

Xishang turned his head, his expression stiff: "Third brother, what about that? Can you help me?"

Just handing over a year's salary, he can go drink the northwest wind.

"I warned you a long time ago and you didn't listen, and you even raised your salary." Feng San held the sword, "Miss Si is already short of money. How many gold bricks can you exchange for your December salary? It's not enough at all."

Canyon felt incredible: "A few dollars are not enough. Is she the reincarnation of the gold-swallowing beast?"

Feng San shrugged and glanced at the people: "Where is Shen Ying and others?"

"Oh, he just took a takeout order and went to deliver it." One person scratched his head, "This order is far away, and they gave him an extra 20 errand fees, so he went happily."

Feng San: "..."

Being Ninth Brother's subordinate is also very hard.

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"Keep it away." Yu Xiheng said again, "For self-defense."

Si Fuqing looked at the gun in his hand: "It should cost a lot of money, right?"

She used to like to collect all kinds of weapons, and she even set aside a suite next to the laboratory for them.

She could tell at a glance whether it was a good gun or not.

"It's okay." Yu Xiheng said calmly, "One hundred million."

Si Fuqing: "...I don't want it anymore."

Yu Xiheng tilted his head and looked at her, raising his eyebrows slightly: "If you don't deduct your salary, you won't save money here. If you read the history books, you will know that military strength is always the most important."

"But I don't want to work anymore." Si Fuqing sighed, and Maomao felt aggrieved, "I really want to lie down, I want to lie down on the bed and wait for someone to take care of me."

Why did she raise such a loser!

Forget it, the Pixiu you picked up by yourself has to be raised by yourself even if you kneel down.

Yu Xiheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "It seems that you really want to be the Queen Mother."

"Of course." Si Fuqing blinked with foxy eyes, "The Queen Mother is a winner in life. She will be promoted, make a fortune, and kill her husband. These are the three great joys in life!"

Yu Xiheng paused for a moment, and finally smiled: "This is the first time I've heard your statement."

"But the Queen Mother still has to fight in the palace, which makes her even more tired." Si Fuqing leaned on the chair, "I'd better just be a salted fish."

"Okay." He sighed inaudibly, with a bit of comfort in his voice, "After attending the banquet tomorrow, go to the bank here to pick up a box of gold bricks, which will also be your latest medical expenses."

Yu Xiheng knew clearly that only when he was seriously injured would Pixiu be in urgent need of gold bricks to replenish his injuries.

But as long as it is well raised, it will be a great help to the owner.

Pixiu attracts wealth and brings auspiciousness from the world, and can also enhance the owner's luck.

Pixiu is very rare, there is only one in the world, so it must be taken good care of.

"Ah, that's right." Si Fuqing suddenly stood up, "Boss, I have a good thing for you."

She took out a box from her bag and handed it over.

Inside is a white jade ring.

She asked a jewelry artist on Gu Street to polish this today, using one of the ancient jade she got from the Pei family.

Yu Xiheng's hand paused slightly, then raised his head.

His auspicious eyes were as deep as the dark night, as if tea flowers were blooming under his pupils. They were very attractive and had a strong allure.

Si Fuqing held his chin: "Boss, it's like this. I thought you were a grown man and wouldn't wear a necklace, so I sharpened my finger."

Yu Xiheng's fingers rubbed the jade ring, and there was no emotion in her voice. She was very calm and quiet: "You know the Daxia Dynasty, when a woman gave a man a ring, what does it mean?"

Si Fuqing was very honest this time: "I don't know. I haven't even finished reading "The Chronicles of Emperor Yin" yet. I have to read the history books carefully."

"You can read again." Yu Xiheng smiled and nodded again, "I heard from Feng San that you are playing a game?"
To be continued...