Jiang Hua took a drag on his cigarette: "As for me, I make some pocket money by trading stocks. The rest of the time I just eat, drink and have fun. I have some spare money and don't want to hire a bodyguard, so I applied for a gun license."
Miao Zhishun opened the record book: "Then let's get started. A murder occurred here and we need the help of citizens."
Jiang Hua nodded, and then asked for simple information and a timeline. Jiang Hua was basically at home at night. Only his wife and housekeeper testified, but they were all reasonable and there was no doubt.
"How is Mr. Jiang's shooting skills? How come I've never seen you shoot before?" Miao Zhishun asked with narrowed eyes. He himself is an expert shooter.
Jiang Hua shrugged: "I often went target shooting when I was in Shanghai, and my results were pretty good."
Miao Zhi said smoothly: "Then let's discuss it when we have time."
"No problem, don't be hit by me then." Jiang Hua didn't care whether he was testing or not, he looked confident.
Miao Zhishun lowered his head and was recording something. His expression could not be seen, but his writing hand paused: "Okay, let's make another appointment."
Jianghua's easy passage here is also because his financial resources play a big role. Although he doesn't know how rich he is, the company under his name pays a lot of taxes. He can buy a three-hundred-meter-long pier to build a villa, and there is also a A super yacht, it is a sure thing to infer that this person is not simple.
When Jiang Hua left the police station, he met Peng Yixing, the protagonist of Gun King. This face was so familiar, but Jiang Hua did not like him because Peng Yixing had a problem in his heart and there was no distinction between good and evil. This is very important.
Life went on as normal. Jiang Hua still went to the gun meeting on time the next day and did not stay at home because of the possible gunfight. Li Qingyun had already said goodbye to the aid of the sight. Shortly after returning from lunch, Jiang Hua noticed the movement. Ask Li Qingyun to load the bullets accurately, while Jiang Hua also prepares the gun.
When Peng Yixing drove the police who were following him to the shooting range, Li Qingyun also fired a shot at his feet, and then the two of them shot at each other. This was her first gunfight, and she was a little timid. Mostly she was on guard. If not Jiang Hua fired from time to time to prevent Peng Yixing, who only knew how to attack, from shooting at the police. He didn't know how many of the police were left.
After all, Li Qingyun's psychological quality was not bad. She slowly mastered the rhythm and began to fight back. The target was Peng Yixing's hands and legs. After all, it was not his home court. Killing people was very troublesome. Peng Yixing also gradually understood Jiang Hua's intentions. , as long as he does not shoot at the police, the mysterious gunman will not attack himself.
After several attempts, she found that she still could not attack the police. Li Qingyun held the competition gun and began to fight back. With her flexible body, Peng Yixing was instantly suppressed and could not lift her head, and her left forearm was scratched.
The practice method that has been improved by Yuan can no longer be practiced only in the world of martial arts, but also in the world of science and technology. There is no energy suitable for internal force, but there are other similar energies. The new practice method can incorporate energy of a certain nature and range into the practice route. Used to strengthen oneself.
At this time, the police also reacted and started to fight back. Peng Yixing backed down because police support was coming soon. If he continued like this, he would be beaten. Then he rushed out of the gun meeting regardless of the situation and fired several shots. He took off his car tires and drove away in the intact police car. A moment later, the supporting police cars surrounded the gun meeting.
Listening to the gunshots in the gun club, Miao Zhishun led the team and rushed in. He met the chasing men to understand the situation, turned around and headed towards the location of the police car. However, after chasing for a while, he found the flat tire. The police car and Peng Yixing have disappeared.
Miao Zhishun came to the gun meeting and looked at Li Qingyun who was still burning the gun: "Thank you for what happened today. My men have told me what happened. If it weren't for you, none of them would be able to survive. We are here to simply Take a note and make an appointment next time when you are free."
Jiang Hua took out his phone and made a video call to Argus: "No problem, wait for my lawyer to connect the video call."
Just like this, Li Qingyun and Jiang Hua recorded a transcript and told what happened. Miao Zhishun's surprised mouth never closed, because Jiang Hua's attack method was really unheard of. This pair of eyesight, reaction and The computing power is very demanding. You have to calculate the angle of the gunman's attack on the target, and then you have to calculate the timing of the gunman's release and intercept the attack in advance.
Now Miao Zhishun has not collapsed like in the plot. He has no scruples in killing Peng Yixing at all costs, and he has not complained about Jiang Hua for not keeping him, because Jiang Hua is not a law enforcement officer. He has already reached his limit and cannot ask for more. After all, They are the law enforcers.
The TV at noon the next day was full of news about shootings in shopping malls. The scene was quite noisy. There were constant gunshots throughout the shopping mall. Fortunately, the police could not shoot indiscriminately. Peng Yixing was very accurate, so no citizens died, only a few. Four policemen were injured, and several others were injured.
This news was all over the next few days, and there were many experts analyzing it, both praising and criticizing. This is the reality. The police are working hard at the front, but there are also those who are holding back by saying weird things.
Miao Zhishun was shot and went to the hospital for emergency treatment. Jiang Hua, as a "friend", went to see him a week later. His face was pale and he had been shot several times. It was terrible.
Jiang Hua, who had nothing to do, took Li Qingyun out to sea. He released a small yacht with the same specifications as a transport boat in the dock of the Huayang. He drove it out to sea and fished in the outlying islands. But there were no big fish here. For most of the day, the largest sea bass was half a meter long, a few red-spotted groupers and pomfret, and those common sea fish were thrown back directly.
In the evening, I made braised grouper, steamed pomfret, opened a bottle of brandy, and lay on the deck at the stern of the boat, letting the waves wash over my body, blowing the sea breeze, and watching the sunset. Life was really pleasant. .
There was a light mist on the sea the next day, and Tinder reminded me that a typhoon signal was approaching today. Jiang Hua checked on the electronic map to see if there were any docks nearby. Lamma was on the left and Cheung Chau was on the right. Finally, he decided to go to Cheung Chau Island. , because there are many residents there, and Lamma Island has a small population and a power station.
The yacht entered Xiwan Pier, where most of the fishing boats were. Jiang Hua paid the docking fee and boarded the pier. At this time, the fog on the sea became heavier and heavier. He carried a fishing rod and hung a grouper and headed towards the residential area, but asked Several hotels were full.
Li Qingyun sat on a chair by the roadside: "How about we live on the boat."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "Then don't even think about sleeping that night. When the wind blows, the boat becomes an irregular cradle."
"Then what should we do? Everyone can't leave. There must be no guest rooms. We can't even set up a tent." Li Qingyun picked up her phone and started to check the weather. The platinum ring on her middle finger was a space ring made by Jianghua. It was made using the resurrection stone. The magic created a simple soul that was just instinctively responsible for Li Qingyun's space expansion and access.
Jiang Hua didn't care. He had always had smooth sailing since his mental mutation. He felt that it was not bad in this situation: "We are living here today. I still don't believe it. A living person can be suffocated to death by urinating. The worst case scenario is digging a hole and becoming a caveman."
The two people who "gained confidence" continued to move forward, and soon came to an open restaurant, which was similar to a food stall. There was a roof on the steel frame, and there were more than a dozen dining tables on the cement floor under the roof, which were street stalls. There was a table of guests. The boss looked at the guests and said, "Sir, you are here for a trip. It seems that you have gained a lot. What can you eat?"
Jiang Hua looked at the menu posted in front of the dining table. They were all local food. Each of them had a bowl of noodles: "Boss, let me borrow your stove. I want to make this grouper into soup." How about a hundred yuan usage fee?”
The shop owner smiled all over his face: "Sir, look at me risking my life to do business on this windy day. Why don't you add more? It won't be easy for everyone."
"Hey, it's not easy, so I won't do it this way, so as not to cause trouble to the boss." After Jiang Hua finished speaking, he walked towards the dining table.
The shop owner quickly grabbed Jiang Hua and said, "Sir, everyone takes a step back. One hundred is one hundred. Can you give me a bowl of soup after the pot is out?"
"Deal." Jiang Hua took the fish off the fishing rod and went to a side of the pond to kill and scale the fish. Li Qingyun took out a box from her bag. There were some unusual seasonings in the box and she looked for them in the boss's vegetable pile. I picked up a few green onions and ginger and quickly stewed the fish pieces: "Boss, are there any better hotels nearby?"
The shop owner immediately came over, patted his chest and introduced himself, and then promoted his iron house: "You have found the right person. If you have any questions, leave it to me. I, Feng Zhiqiang, will respond to you immediately. My unit I’ll rent it to you for about 600 a night, it’s very spacious.”
Jiang Hua smiled and refused: "When we go out to play, we have to look for houses with local characteristics. We will take a look after dinner."
"Well, if you have nowhere to go, just contact me." The shop owner looked disappointed, but he didn't forget to promote himself, pointing to the posters plastered all over the tin house, with the boss's face on the poster, just like election propaganda. There is a line of phone numbers in the lower right corner: "Whether it is a sanitation issue, a transportation or housing issue, or even the toilet paper towels are not white enough, you can tell me and I will respond immediately for you. What I am most concerned about is the survival of vulnerable groups like you."
Li Qingyun laughed: "You guys chat, I'll go see how the fish soup is."
Jiang Hua lit a small cigar, and the cocoa smell spread slowly. Feng Zhiqiang squinted his small eyes and rubbed his nose: "It smells so good. I can tell you are a big boss with good taste."
Jiang Hua handed him one and quickly sent him away, otherwise his head would hurt from chattering on and on: "Is our noodle soup ready?"
Feng Zhiqiang got the benefit and rushed into the kitchen with excitement: "I haven't made it yet. Don't you think the grouper soup noodles are very good?"
Feeling like I could give it a try, I agreed. The boss was chattering at the stove again, and a man and a woman walked in from the side path. Jiang Hua raised his eyebrows, are these wolf fangs?
"Okay, Uncle Zhi." The mixed-race beauty was obviously a regular visitor. She greeted the boss as soon as she entered the door. By the way, she also said hello to the old man who was sitting aside and listening to the radio: "Okay, Xiao Ming."
Jiang Hua had a dark look on his face. Is this title reversed? The old man didn't respond, obviously he didn't hear it. The store owner also said hello, looked at the stranger and asked curiously: "Okay, Xiaohe, new boyfriend? "
"No, Mr. Bu is here for a trip." The mixed-race beauty known as Xiaohe naturally found a table and sat down next to Jiang Hua. She also wanted to say hello to the two of them: "You guys Okay, are you here for a trip too?”
Li Qingyun smiled: "Yes, we were fishing on the sea, and the radio announced that a typhoon was approaching, so we went to the island to stay for one night."
Jiang Hua smiled back and said hello to Mr. Bu: "Hello to you too."
Xiaohe said in surprise: "That's really welcome. I'm the police here. If you have anything, you can come to me."
Li Qingyun also wanted to inquire about accommodation: "Then you can sit over here. I want to inquire about accommodation. We have just arrived on the island and the several hotels we found are all fully booked."
Xiaohe turned around and gave Mr. Bu a questioning look, and said in exchange: "It doesn't matter."
In this way, the four of them sat at the same table, and Li Qingyun began to introduce: "My name is Li Qingyun, and this is my husband Jiang Hua."
Xiaohe: "My name is Xiaohe, and this is Mr. Butong Linbu, who is also here for a trip."
Next, the two women started to communicate. The two men looked at each other and waited for the meal. Jiang Hua said hello to the boss: "Boss, we are all together, and we will also add fish soup to them."
Feng Zhiqiang said in a long voice: "Okay..."
