Three months passed in a flash.

Kowloon Spear Club.

Bang bang bang bang...

The crackling sound of gunfire was endless.

Chen Xijiu wore an earmuff and slapped the third magazine, pressed the button, and moved the target to the front.

The bullet holes on the gun target are basically distributed between the seventh and eighth rings, and there are very few nine rings.

However, for Chen Xijiu, who had never touched a gun at once, his training has been very good now after three months.

In addition to the two active skills of "weakness" and "swiftness", learning guns is the only way to effectively save Chen Xijiu's life and achieve quick results.

Compared to practicing martial arts, you need to be protracted and persistent. Practicing guns only requires you to invest limited energy and more money after dinner.

However, money is not that important for Chen Xijiu for the time being. Don’t buy a house or a car, and your wife doesn’t like it for the time being. In addition to leaving some money to solve her life needs, it’s not bad to use it for the extra use to practice guns.

"Mr. Chen, today's results are good. If you work hard for a while, you may be able to hit the Nine Rings and Ten Rings." The manager of the Gun Club said to Chen Xijiu with a smile.

Chen Xijiu ran to the gun when he was fine, and almost all his spare money was spent on buying a baby (*) bullet. He has become a regular customer here and is very familiar with the manager.

Chen Xijiu took off the magazine and put it on the table with the gun, saying to the manager: "Practice makes perfect. I don't have any hobbies. It's actually pretty good to play with guns if you have nothing to do."

The manager nodded in agreement. Nowadays, young people either attract fans or gamble, or just fool around everywhere. They practice guns as hard as Mr. Chen, willing to throw money into gun clubs, and use hobbies as a means of saving lives to cultivate them. It is really rare.

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

Chen Xijiu nodded, took off his earmuffs, walked to the counter and picked up the receiver: "Hey, who?"

"Xijiu, it's me," Chen Dawen said in his voice on the other end of the phone: "Today is the birthday of Mr. Guan Er, and Luo Tuo decided to open the incense hall to rank for Brother Hao. From now on, Brother Hao will become the real elder brother. If you have the authority to recruit younger brothers independently, you will be ready. Come here quickly."

"Okay, I got it, Brother Wen, I'll go there 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, there were already lights and colorful decorations, and guests were filled with guests, including uncle of the elder brother, "handsome guy" Hua Fu, the hall master Quartz, and all the backbones who could get on the table arrived.

All so many people with weight in the company came to attend Guan Erye’s birthday, not to give Wu Shihao the face, but to congratulate Luotuo and reciprocate the exchanges.

This shows that Luo Tuo’s connections are really wide.

However, it is understandable that Camel is a decent person, loyal person, and knows real skills. He has made great contributions to the company. He is still a typical good man. He will not offend anyone when encountering any problems. He is a famous peacekeeper in the company. His subordinates have a job. Who doesn’t want to make a good face and maintain personal favors?

"Xijiu, here, sit here!"

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

Chen Xijiu took the seat, Wu Mingjian next to him smiled and pointed at Wu Shihao in formal clothes not far away, and said to everyone: "Look, look, do you see, is Brother Hao handsome today? Does he look like a leader?"

As the saying goes, it is a good start for Wu Shihao to be able to take office if he has achieved enlightenment. In the future, if he has his own territory, brothers don’t have to always look at others’ faces. Life under others is about to become a thing of the past, so everyone will naturally be happy.

"Hey, who asked you to sit here? Go there!" A young man with a long hair and his front bangs had even covered half of his face took the lead to drive him away.

Wu Ming was upset at the time and cursed: "How do you little bum say? Don't you study hard and go here to serve as the boss? Didn't the teacher teach you how to respect your elders?"

For Chen Xijiu and others, these young people who have not even grown hair are indeed juniors. It is undoubtedly a sad thing to appear here when they should have studied hard.

"Respect the 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 of here!" the crow shouted with his eyes facing the sky.

crow?

When Chen Xijiu heard this name, he felt a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the arrogant and domineering young man in front of him was probably Chen Tianxiong, the famous tiger crow down the mountain, who would be Chen Tianxiong, in the future.

However, the crow was too young at this time and had almost no qualifications. It is very likely that he was a big brother's peripheral brother, but now he dared to steal the seats of the official members of them. He was too brave to describe him.

"Little bum, I dare to tell you Brother Ming to get out. If I don't teach you a lesson today..." Wu Ming stroked his arm and was about to attack the crow.

"Oh, Brother Ming, please calm down. These little guys under my command have never seen the market. Please don't be as familiar with them." A young man wearing glasses had a smile on his face and apologized to Wu Ming for the crow.

The young man with a silly smile on his face is Wu Zhiwei, nicknamed Xiaomenghu. He is an old subordinate before Niu Jingwei died. He is an old fry. He has no real skills, but he has many tricks to cheat.

Wu Ming has a similar scent with him, and his relationship in private is pretty good.

"Smiling Tiger, please take care of your subordinates. Don't let all kinds of people come to the place where adults sit to make trouble." Wu Ming looked at the little brat crow with some meaning when he said this.

"I'm so mad, you..." The crow was about to attack at that time. This kid dared to do anything when he was wild and dared to argue with anyone.

Bang!

Wu Zhiwei threw the crow and shouted: "Apologize to Brother Ming, hurry up!"

The crow was hungry and said nothing, and his eyes were almost tempted to eat under his front bangs.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

Wu Zhiwei slapped him three times in the face, one by one.

"What's wrong? What are you doing?" The camel happened to be nearby. He heard the sound of a slap in the face, and saw something seemed to have happened here, so he walked over.

"It's nothing, Brother Luo, the smiley tiger is under the supervision." Wu Ming said quickly. A newborn calf like a crow is not afraid of tigers and does not understand etiquette, but Wu Ming is an adult, and basic politeness needs to be maintained in front of the boss.

"The discipline men also have to separate occasions. Today is the birthday of Mr. Guan Er, and it is the day for Ah Hao to slap in his vocation. What kind of style do you do when you move your hands and feet here? Go there and find a seat to sit down!" Luo Tuo said to Wu Zhiwei angrily.

Wu Zhiwei laughed apologetically and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, Brother Luo, I understand."

After saying that, he hurriedly hugged the unconvinced crow's shoulder and forced him to take it away.
Chapter completed!