Bai Hu looked at him hesitantly: "But, you accept this stone..."
Ye Qing said leisurely: "This is what Chen Juncai left on purpose.
He gave me two choices. I gave up Wang Xue's family of three, and this stone was the reward.
If I don't give up, this stone means I owe him a favor. "
Bai Hu knew that Ye Qing valued favors very seriously: "So, he wants to use this favor to tie you down. Next time he asks you to do something, you can't refuse."
"Yes!" Ye Qing nodded: "What comes and goes is the way of human nature.
He is a life-and-death friend of my master, but he has no friendship with me. Moreover, he also hopes that for the sake of this favor, I will take care of Chen Lu. "
Bai Hu was a little surprised. She knew that a stone that could catch Ye Qing's fancy must be expensive. However, she turned to look at Wang Xue.
"Why, I feel like I'm at a loss!"
The white fox sighed: "If it were me, all I would leave behind would be stones."
Ye Qing smiled indifferently: "Actually, I also feel that I am at a loss.
However, only when Wang Gui and his family of three were alive did Chen Jun know that even in a world where tigers and wolves compete for food like northern Myanmar, he was not omnipotent.
As long as Chen Lu still needs my protection, he will not dare to attack me. "
Bai Hu sighed: "Don't be polite when you can kill someone like Chen Juncai. Dealing with him is too brain-consuming."
Ye Qing nodded in agreement and sighed: "Leave aside his friendship with my master, I also want to kill him. Unfortunately, he holds many secrets..."
The white fox nodded slightly. The secret that Ye Qing valued was not the Nanming treasure, but the mineral deposits.
Like gold, copper, and zinc mines, no matter how deep they are hidden, they have already been mined. As long as you pay attention, you can find traces of mining. Only the nickel mine is hidden in Chen Juncai's heart.
"When do we leave?"
"Waiting for news from Pang Kun."
After Ye Qing finished handling the stone, he walked to Wang Xue, looked at her carefully, and then smiled and said, "Actually, using two guns is very hard."
"I know!" The general's green vest was soaked with Wang Xue's sweat, and the outline was wonderful.
"Single guns rely on aiming, double guns rely on feeling!" Ye Qing took two Type 92 guns from her hands, glanced at the target, raised the guns with both hands, and continuously pulled the triggers.
The gunshots were like firecrackers, continuous, and sixty bullets were fired in one breath.
The soldier responsible for watching the target ran over quickly with the target on his shoulders.
Wang Xue looked intently, and around the bullseye, there was a circle of bullet holes, no more, no less, exactly sixty. She was shocked in her heart and asked: "Master, how did you practice it?"
Ye Qing smiled slightly: "If you say this is a talent that is beyond your reach, I would definitely be lying to you.
If you want to achieve the point where man and gun become one, you must first be extremely familiar with the handgun, just like you are familiar with two eight-cut swords. Each of its lines and every inch of the blade actually has different uses.
After you become familiar with these two guns, you will have a clear idea of the angle, the trajectory of the bullet, the posture of hitting the target, and the damage caused.
Even when shooting, you have to consider the influence of wind direction, customs and humidity in the air on your head.
What you are looking for now is a feeling of being able to use your fingers like an arm. This requires a lot of experience before you can make an accurate judgment. "
"Thank you for your advice!"
Ye Qing replaced the magazine for her, shook his head and smiled: "Everyone's feeling of using a gun is different. What I tell you is my feeling and can only be used as a reference.
But one thing you must remember is that you must know how many shots you fired and how many bullets are left in the magazine. "
Wang Xue looked at him in confusion.
Ye Qing sighed: "Women must be cruel to themselves!"
"Master, I'm not afraid of death!"
"The more people are afraid of death, the more they keep saying they are not afraid of death." Ye Qing shook his head and smiled:
"Those who are truly not afraid of death have never cared about life and death, but they are the ones who can survive the battlefield. Those who are afraid of death will never leave the battlefield."
Wang Xue was confused: "Why."
Ye Qing said seriously: "Hesitation and fear of death will affect the speed of your shooting. If you hesitate in a moment, the enemy may shoot first and kill you.
Therefore, when facing an enemy, the first thing to do is to strike first and not give him a chance to shoot. "
Wang Xue nodded. If you strike first, you will definitely have the upper hand, and your chance of survival will be greatly increased.
"Also remember, shooting to kill and shooting at targets are two different feelings."
Wang Xue bit her red lips and said: "It is sad that a rabbit dies and a fox hurts its own kind. It is always unbearable to shoot and kill."
Ye Qing nodded: "This is why you are surrounded by eight bounty hunters. You can crush them with your strength, but you are always at a disadvantage."
Wang Xue nodded: "That's because I don't want to kill anyone. Although the Eight-Zhan Sword was stained with blood, no one died."
Ye Qing kicked her on the butt and sneered: "When you come to northern Myanmar, you must first understand one thing."
Wang Xueqiao's face turned red. I knew you were taking advantage, but I couldn't blame you. I gritted my teeth and said, "Please enlighten me."
"You didn't come to northern Myanmar to wander around in the world. This is a battlefield of life and death. The enemy is you."
Ye Qing said grimly: "If you were captured by them that night, have you ever thought about what would happen to you?"
"It's just a matter of death."
"The problem is that you can't die even if you want to!" Ye Qing sneered contemptuously:
"Chen Juncai's order to them is to capture them alive, so when they hand you over to Chen Juncai, as long as you breathe, it will be considered as completing the mission.
During this period, the bullying you suffered was only the beginning. Only when you fell into Chen Juncai's hands did you know what life was worse than death. "
Wang Xue took a breath. This was something she had never thought of. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of being humiliated but could not die.
Now she finally understood why Ye Qing said that women must be cruel to him.
Because the last bullet must be reserved for yourself.
"Thank you, Master!"
Ye Qing waved his hand: "I'm telling you this, although it's cruel, it can make your heart become even crueler. People living in this world can't stand firm if they don't have a cruel heart."
While he was talking, his phone suddenly vibrated, and a text message popped up on the screen.
Ye Qing took a look and saw that the sender was Pang Kun. There was only one line of small words on it, Jinsha Stone Betting Shop!
The information overlapped with Heiba's confession, which made Ye Qing relax a lot. He first sent a text message to Xue Xiaoyu and asked her to prepare a surveillance call.
Then he calmly dialed Pang Kun's number. He called Pang Kun three times in a row, but was rejected all three times.
After sending a text message to Pang Kun first, I decided to send the video to General Maoliang.
As soon as I sent it, my phone rang.
