"Is your gun very strange?"

Looking at the perfect gun in Uncle Dong's hand, Aotian asked a little strangely.

"This is my perfect gun. There is no recoil. All the action is on the bullet. The bullet loading speed reaches two thousand meters per second." Seeing Aotian curious about his perfect gun, Uncle Dong introduced it proudly.

In the original work, Uncle Dong designs and builds the perfect gun by himself. He finds all the parts and information himself, which is much slower.

The world will be different with Lei Weidong here.

Lei Weidong is the richest man in Hong Kong and a well-known tycoon in the world. He mobilizes far more resources than Uncle Dong.

It can be said that Lei Weidong would transfer whatever parts and materials Uncle Dong wanted, which greatly accelerated his research speed and made the perfect gun a year in advance.

If he didn't have the Perfect Spear in his hand, Uncle Dong wouldn't even think about dueling with Aotian.

"I would like to see a pistol without recoil to see if it is as magical as you say."

"I'll let you see it below."

"Brother Dong, who do you think will win between my father and Uncle Dong?" Ao Ming, who was watching the battle while watching Aotian and Uncle Dong confront each other with guns, couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, but I think the possibility of a tie is very high."

Round one!

"Bang bang bang!"

Aotian attacks, Dongshu defends.

Although Uncle Dong avoided the bullet fired by Aotian, he was still forced to leave his standing position by carrying the bullet.

"Awesome, I didn't expect you to be so skilled in middle age. I couldn't guess your position at all." Putting away the gun, Uncle Dong was full of praise for Aotian's skills.

"The same goes for you. I haven't seen you for so long, but your skills are still good, much better than those young people." Like Uncle Dong, Aotian admires Uncle Dong's skills.

"How to calculate this game?"

"Although it seems like there is no winner, I forced you out of my original position. If you can't force me out of my standing position in the next game, you will lose."

"Don't worry, since you can force me away, I can also force you away. Don't underestimate my old bones." Uncle Dong, holding the perfect gun, snorted coldly.

"I hope your shooting skills are as tough as your mouth." Aotian smiled.

"You'll know after you try it." Uncle Dong responded.

Different from the first round, in the second round, both Aotian and Dongshu covered their eyes with cloth. It can be said that they were shooting blindly, shooting based on their own feelings.

For the sake of safety, Lei Weidong took Ao Ming's little hand and quietly stepped back more than ten meters, hiding in a safe position to watch the decisive battle between the two masters.

to be honest.

Aotian and Uncle Dong's marksmanship have both reached the peak of king level.

If Lei Weidong hadn't had a plug-in that made his physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people, Lei Weidong wouldn't have been able to guarantee that he would be their opponent based on his marksmanship alone.

The most typical example.

While watching the duel between Aotian and Uncle Dong, Lei Weidong felt that his marksmanship, which had been unable to improve for a long time, finally showed signs of improvement. Although it was still far from the god level, there was always hope.

"The left hand is the right hand, the right hand is the left hand, Lao Yang, come on." Aotian said to himself.

"Here we come!" Uncle Dong chuckled, and flew towards Aotian with a beautiful swoop.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Xiao Ming, don't worry, nothing will happen." Listening to the sound of bullets flying, he felt that Ao Ming's little hand was a little cold. Lei Weidong put it to his heart, indicating that he didn't need to worry. Both Aotian and Uncle Dong were sensible.

people.

They are true friends and will never kill someone.

"Bang!"

Feeling Aotian hiding behind the ice, Uncle Dong turned around and shot him.

The bullet passed through three ice blocks and reached the hiding place of Aotian.

"Yes, I lost this game." When he noticed the bullet coming, Aotian dodged quickly.

But just like what was said at the beginning, as long as you leave the standing position, you lose. Aotian lost this round.

"One to one, let's draw, just like twenty years ago, no winner or loser." Aotian took off the white cloth from his face, looked at Uncle Dong and said with a smile.

"Yes, there is no winner. It seems that we can't decide the winner. Do you still want to surrender?" Uncle Dong asked, putting away the gun.

"I must go. Since I made a mistake, I must be punished and atone for my friends." Aotian nodded, indicating that he would definitely go back and surrender.

"Uncle, if you want to surrender, you have to wait until the wedding is completed. You don't want your father to be present at the wedding." Seeing Aotian about to leave, Lei Weidong stepped forward to stop him.

"Soon, the obituary will be issued in three days, and the wedding will be held within three months."

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"Boss, is there any news today?" Xiao Wang is an office worker. He gets up early every day and takes the subway to work at the company. Every time he enters the subway station.

He always buys the latest newspaper from the nearby newspaper to see what news is there, so as to kill the loneliness on the way to work.

"There is no big news, but the Lei family published an obituary in Ming Pao, which is very interesting." Because he often buys newspapers, Xiao Wang is familiar with the publisher. When he saw him coming, he directly picked up a copy of Ming Pao.

Just handed it over.

"What's the point of an obituary?" Xiao Wang asked casually as he threw the change to the publisher.

"You'll know after reading it. It's on the second page." The publisher shrugged, saying that you will understand after reading it.

With hesitant thoughts, Xiao Wang entered the subway station, got on the subway, found a seat at random, turned the newspaper in his hand to the second page, and was attracted immediately.

Lei Mansion pointed to Lei Weidong's family who lived in Rose Garden.

Because Rose Garden is known as the most luxurious house in Hong Kong, Lei Mansion is also known as the most wealthy family in Hong Kong by the media.

The obituary occupies the entire second page of Mingpao. The content is:

My late father Lei passed away due to illness on October 19, 1973 at the age of 45. Because he wanted to return to the mainland and use fallen leaves as roots, the ashes will be transferred to XX District, FS City, Guangdong Province on October 1, 1988.

Buried in XX Village, XX Town, this is my obituary.

Time: X month X day, 1988 AD

Everything is normal up to this point. The key is the list of family members below. That long list of names makes everyone look envious.

Family list:

Son: Lei Weidong

Daughter-in-law: Salina

Daughter-in-law: Karen Bai

Daughter-in-law: Jian Huizhen

Daughter-in-law: Meiko

Daughter-in-law: Le Huizhen

Daughter-in-law: Jin Qing

Daughter-in-law: Yun Piaopiao

Daughter-in-law: Chen Yalun

Daughter-in-law: Yang Caini

Daughter-in-law: Kiyoko Kanagawa

Daughter-in-law: Zhong Hong

Daughter-in-law: He Min

Daughter-in-law: Zhu Wanfang

Daughter-in-law: Li Zhi

Daughter-in-law: Ao Ming

Daughter-in-law: Wang Zhuxian

Daughter-in-law: Marydonna

Daughter-in-law: Stetha

Daughter-in-law: Qin Xilei

Funeral committee list:

…

Everyone on the funeral committee list was a person of great influence in Hong Kong. Xiao Wang was naturally filled with emotion when he saw it.

But what interests him most is the long list of family members on the obituary.

From Salina at the front to Qin Xilei at the back, they are all listed as daughters-in-law.
To be continued...