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Chapter 19 19

"Let's deliver it here." After parking the car, Lu Zhe simply opened the door and got out of the car, closing the door behind his back: "Thank you Team Yu."

Yu Feng smiled, and did not insist on sending Lu Zhe to the door of his house. People came and went at dusk, so he believed that nothing would happen, so he drove away after a few instructions, and sent Amber a message He sent a message stating that Lu Zhe had been sent home safely by himself.

Lu Zhe touched his trouser pocket, and there was still some money left for the dinner with Lan Shaoqi last time, so he turned around and went to Shizi Street.It is the rush hour for get off work, and the Shizi Street Snack Street is crowded with people, making it very difficult to walk.Lu Zhe tried to walk as close as he could, and squeezed his way to the place where he bought fried rice last time. He took out a ten-yuan piece and handed it over. He said the same thing as last time: "A piece of fried rice for six yuan."

The old couple in the store cooperated with each other, and after a while, they handed over the change of four yuan and the fried rice. Lu Zhe counted the change one by one, and then turned and walked away.

Compared with the bustling Shizi Street, Hongfei's mansion is obviously deserted. It's not easy to find a place for them to live together, so they have to walk around the mansion a few times. When Lu Zhe walked around to the front of the building, he sighed softly. Go to the dark and narrow garbage corridor behind the building.

It's not that he wants to eat in such a smelly place, but... someone is following him.

Lu Zhe walked into the trash corridor, and just as he had put the fried rice against the wall, a few strong, burly men blocked the only corridor, and they basically had things in their hands, and even a few glaring knives.

He sincerely took out his trouser pocket and took out four dollars: "That's all."

Those people didn't speak, and in the silence, whoever said "go up" softly, a group of people copied the guys and went up. Seeing that they were not robbers, Lu Zhe became suspicious, and fought with the first few people. Face to face, Lu Zhe knew what was going on, so he made a quick decision and knocked down all these people in a few minutes.

In the midst of the chaos, though, fried rice was also kicked out.Lu Zhe looked at the fried rice mixed with mud and sand in the corner with regret, and lost his appetite.

He slowly walked up to a big man, pulled the latter's hair and forced him to look up, and asked in the same slow manner, "Who ordered you to come?"

The big man had a bruised nose and swollen eyes, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding. He cursed a few words indistinctly. Lu Che let go of him in disgust, and lazily went to ask the next target, but no one came to him after all the questions. tell him.

"The mouth is really tough." Lu Zhe muttered lightly, clapped his hands, and returned home with a normal expression.

But he vaguely felt that this was not the case.

The guys in these people's hands are enough to beat a person who has no resistance to Guixi. When we fought with them just now, those with knives specifically slashed at the arteries on his body. Ability, but it can't stand the crowd of them. After a fight, he is also defeated. This is because he has the power to fight back. If it weren't for Lu Zhe's flexibility, he might have fallen into a pool of blood that no one cared about. ——This group of people seemed to come to kill him.

When An Bai pushed the door slightly and came back, Lu Zhe lay back on the sofa in a daze. The TV was turned on silently, and it was the only light source in the living room.

He felt a slight pain in his heart, turned on the light, and immediately frowned: "What's the matter... did you fight with someone?"

Lu Zhe wiped his arm that hadn't stopped bleeding, and said calmly, "Looks like a group of gangsters... they made the move first."

Amber pursed his lips slightly, and went to the bedroom in silence for a long while to fetch the medicine kit, and disinfected and applied medicine to his wounds one by one.

After he gently treated all the wounds of Lu Zhe, he realized that Lu Zhe had dozed off at some point, with his head slightly tilted to the side of the sofa, breathing evenly, and looked like he was about to fall asleep.

The light from the TV shone on his side, gentle and ethereal, so illusory and unreal.

An Bowei looked at his especially well-behaved face when he was asleep, and almost wanted to take a camera to take a picture of this scene.

Outside the mansion is still the rush hour of get off work, full of hustle and bustle; in the mansion there are only the two of them, nestled in the living room with the TV as the light source, one is asleep, the other is looking at the sleeping person, it is extremely peaceful.

An Baiwei recalled belatedly, since he stopped Lu Zhe's sleeping pills, he didn't seem to have slept so peacefully.

He couldn't help holding Lu Zhe's hand lightly. Lu Zhe's fingertips were cold, as if holding a few small pieces of ice in his hand, the coolness was conveyed directly to An Baiwei's palm.

Amber gently covered his hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of Lu Zhe's hand, and when he looked up again, the corners of his eyes were inexplicably red.

……

When An Bai woke up slightly, Lu Zhe was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Noticing the subtle movements around him, Lu Che glanced sideways, and Amber rubbed his eyes slightly, quite helplessly: "When did you wake up?"

"Three forty-five in the morning."

An Bai sighed lightly, put his hand on his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Get up...Although Yu Feng gave us a rest time, we must not waste it in vain."

An Baiwei didn't tell Lu Zhe in advance that he would go to the ministry to assess marksmanship, in order to capture every subtle expression and reaction of Lu Zhe, but who knows that after he arrived at the ministry to announce the content of today's assessment, Dai Xiaozhou They cried and howled together, while Lu Zhe stood with his arms folded and watched indifferently, forming a stark contrast with the crowd who were crying and crying.

An Baiwei arrived at the training ground on the top floor as if he was leading a group of elementary school students who were about to go out for a spring outing. He put on a straight face and gave them a fierce yell, and then everyone went to their seats in desperation and stood up to get ready.

"You go to my place." An Baiwei patted Jiang Shuo, who nodded in trepidation, stood in awe in the preparation compartment with An Baiwei's name written on it, and tremblingly touched the row of guns in front of him. The fingertips were trembling slightly.

Next to the captain's cubicle is the vice-captain's cubicle. Jiang Shuo felt for the gun, and involuntarily peeked to the side. Through a translucent glass, Jiang Shuo saw that Lu Zhe was looking down at the A row of guns, with a particularly focused look, as if what was placed in front of him was not a gun, but a row of five-three simulations.

An Baiwei walked past everyone one by one, reminding them of training precautions as usual. When he walked behind Lu Zhe, he paused slightly, noticing that Jiang Shuo's eyes were fixed on the vice-captain, he could not help coughing lightly: "Listen to me."

Jiang Shuo withdrew his gaze abruptly, and the tips of his ears burned.

Lu Zhe, who had been silently peeped, raised his head lazily at this moment, glanced at Jiang Shuo, then turned his head to look at An Baiwei, and finally lowered his head expressionlessly, muttering in a low voice, "Boring."

An Baiwei finally walked to the right front of the crowd: "I have given you instructions on the method and precautions. We only shoot five shots and then practice freely. The last one of the five shots will be punished. Be more energetic. We are now start."

"Number One." He called the name, "Jiang Shuo."

Number one is the captain's position.

Jiang Shuo had just recovered from the palpitations of peeking at Lu Zhe. He suddenly heard someone calling his name, and he was in a daze. He didn't know what he had done when he raised the gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger. Hearing a loud noise explode in his hand, and then lost consciousness from the tiger's mouth.

"Number two, Lu Zhe."

Lu Zhe fired a shot calmly, without any flaws that could be picked out from the beginning to the end.

"Number three, Lin Qingchun."

"Number four, Dai Xiaozhou."

"Number five, Qi Xiu."

"Number six, Bian Jun."

"Number seven, Wen Zifan."

According to this order, An Bowei let them shoot four more shots, and then came down to inspect the target. He was close to the position of target No. 27, so he started to read the ring from No. [-].Wen Zifan scored [-] rings, an improvement over the last [-] rings.An Baiwei is basically aware of their marksmanship. After all, some people don't need to rush to the front line to fight and kill. The marksmanship almost doesn't matter too much, it is enough to protect themselves.

"No. 27, Wen Zifan, ring [-]."

Wen Zifan quietly made a victory gesture to Bian Jun next door, and stuck out his tongue happily.

Bian Jun followed her example and secretly stuck out his tongue.

Amber, who was suddenly stuffed with dog food, coughed forcefully: "Xiaowen, I have made progress, but I still have to work hard. Don't let other things distract you."

Wen Zifan knew he was joking, but still stood at attention standardly, blinked and said "yes".

"No. 37, Bian Jun, ring [-]." An Baiwei commented as usual, "Not bad, you have improved, but there is a lot of room for improvement, so don't be proud."

The veins on Bian Jun's forehead twitched, and he nodded bravely, "Don't be proud of hitting 37 rings." Amber secretly stabbed him in the dark, to fight back the dog food just now.

"No. [-], Qi Xiu, [-]th ring." Amber clapped his hands slightly, "Xiaoxiu played steadily, keep working hard. After all, your job takes into account both the front line and logistics. The more training you have, the better."

Qi Xiu still looked indifferent, looked at An Baiwei when he heard the words, and nodded silently to record.

"No. 23... No. 32, your hands can only be used on the keyboard." Amber tapped the gun target slightly, "[-] rings, what do you want to do? You can't hit people's heads even if you rebel! I didn't remember If it’s wrong, you hit [-] last time, right?”

Dai Xiaozhou's chubby face was depressed and taught.

"No. [-], Lin Qingchun, [-]th Ring." Amber nodded slightly, "Qingchun has always done a good job, you should learn more."

Lin Qingchun nodded slightly towards Amber.

"No. [-], Lu Zhe..." An Baiwei finally reached the destination of the training match, but stood silently in front of the No. [-] target.

No one who has ever worked with Lu Zhe knew what happened. Although Lin Qingchun knew Lu Zhe's marksmanship, she was not talkative by nature, so she kept silent, but Dai Xiaozhou changed her depression just now and screamed. : "How about the security team, is the deputy team full of rings again?"

"..." Amber sighed slightly, patted the No. [-] target lightly, turned to look at Lu Zhe, and Lu Zhe was also looking at him, with no superfluous expression on his face, as if he was waiting for some kind of sentence. Calm and calm.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly froze, which was very weird.

After a while, Amber closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he moved his Adam's apple, and his voice became hoarse for some reason: "Lu Zhe, explain to me why all five shots missed the target?"

All five shots missed the target, and Lu Zhe's score was zero.

As soon as the words came out, the others gasped in unison. Dai Xiaozhou didn't believe this evil, and even dragged his oily body and ran over to study the No. [-] target carefully. Finally, he looked at Lu Che in disbelief. A certain belief called "sharp gun" in his eyes suddenly collapsed.

"Deputy team, what are you doing..." Dai Xiaozhou looked at Lu Zhe almost blankly.

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Che appeared calmer, and even raised the corner of his mouth rarely, and said flatly, "It's what you see."

"Did you do it on purpose, deputy team..." Dai Xiaozhou scratched his hair, then ran to check the wall behind No. Well, maybe it’s like in the TV drama, there is only one bullet hole in the wall, and there are five bullets in it..."

It turned out that the five bullets were scattered on the wall with no pattern at all.

An Baiwei looked at Lu Zhe who was calm and even indifferent not far away, and suddenly remembered what Yang Lepei said - if anything shakes Lu Zhe's foundation, it will definitely break his psychological defense A meteorite——but now it seems that Lu Che is very calm, and there is nothing to be proud of. He still stands there calmly, without any sign of turning black, going berserk or collapsing.

For the first time, An Baiwei felt that Yang Lepei had made a mistake. He even had the idea of ​​asking Yang Lepei to come and see Lu Zhe in person. The information that An Baiwei told Yang Lepei was not enough for him to accurately judge Lu Zhe's psychological pressure. How big is it, the current scene seems to be hitting Yang Lepei in the face.

But one thing Yang Lepei said was right, Lu Zhe's foundation was indeed shaken, and it was the kind of shake that the earth collapsed and the mountains destroyed.

Until the end, Lu Zhe still looked calm and couldn't be more calm, as if he knew that there was something wrong with his marksmanship.

Amber took a deep breath, walked to the last No. [-] target, and paused again.

"No. 43, Jiang Shuo, ring [-]."

The sound of air-conditioning on the training ground kept coming and going, and everyone stared at Jiang Shuo with wide eyes, and Jiang Shuo obviously didn't expect to achieve such a result, so his first reaction was to share his joy with Lu Che. Turning his head, Lu Zhe was looking at him quietly behind the translucent glass, his eyes met, Lu Zhe gently clapped his hands, and praised him lightly as if he had expected it.

"great."