"Yes, that's it. So, there is nothing to sympathize with this family." Fang Jun nodded after hearing this.
"Uncle, how do you know so clearly?" Wu Zhixiong asked.
These things should be kept secret. Even many of the parties concerned are kept in the dark. For example, Secretary Hong already knows that Hong Zexing is not his son. For example, Hong Zexing's growth process was influenced by Secretary Hong. Mrs. Guo definitely doesn't know either.
…
Fang Jun actually knew something that even the person involved didn't know. This is too unreasonable...
"Haha, a few days ago, I eavesdropped on the quarrel between Secretary Hong and Mrs. Guo, so I know so much." Fang Jun said.
"You're awesome!" Wu Zhixiong gave Fang Jun a thumbs up after hearing this.
However, he knew that things would definitely not be that simple. Even if Secretary Hong and his wife quarreled, they would definitely quarrel at their own home in order to consider the impact.
The house in the municipal party committee compound is so well-constructed, and the sound insulation effect must be first-class. If Fang Jun wants to eavesdrop, it is almost impossible!
However, since Fang Jun has already said so, Wu Zhixiong is naturally wise enough not to continue asking any more questions...
"Okay, don't talk about it. I just have nothing to do this afternoon. Take me to the shooting room and let me play with the gun." Fang Jun said.
"Okay, little uncle, let's go together, I'll teach you..." Wu Zhixiong said with a smile.
What he is most proud of is not martial arts or round kung fu. There are too many opponents in Royal One. Of course, only Fang Jun, Lu Fei and Heita are left.
But in terms of gun shooting, he can at least be in the top three in the Royal One!
"Xiaoxiong, where do the guns we have here come from?" Fang Jun asked.
"Of course it was smuggled over and bought on the black market. Chinese law does not allow private individuals to own guns," Wu Zhixiong said.
"Wouldn't this kind of shooting room also work?" Fang Jun asked.
"It's a regular shooting room. Most of them are air guns, not real guns and bullets like ours. It's difficult to apply. Only a few people can come and play in our shooting room. Outsiders can't enter."
Wu Zhixiong said.
"Then how many guns do we still have in inventory?" Fang Jun asked.
"What, little uncle, do you want to play with a gun?" Wu Zhixiong asked.
"Well, I want to get a gun to play with myself..." Fang Jun said.
Anyway, since he has the Qiankun Ring, he is not afraid of being investigated and can carry it with him!
Since Fang Jun had the experience of being trapped in an elevator last time, he has prepared a lot of things in his ring, such as some common relief supplies, medicines, gauze, alcohol, etc., such as some food and drink, just
I just put several buckets of mineral water, and I don’t know when it will be needed.
Guns, in Fang Jun's opinion, are also one of the must-have items.
Hong Zexing has run away. Who knows if he will come back for revenge. It is always a good idea to carry a gun with you for self-defense!
"You really want to play with guns, little uncle, it would be bad if you were caught..." Wu Zhixiong said hesitantly.
"Don't worry, I won't mess around. There are a lot of hills and stuff near Yuncheng. I want to go hunting when I have some free time." Fang Jun said.
He knew that he had to give Wu Zhixiong a reason...
"Okay, we still have some guns in stock. Mainly my master, uncle, and a few brothers all like to play with guns. You can go over and pick one." Wu Zhixiong said.
It was no big deal to give Fang Jun a gun. He was just worried that if Fang Jun went out with the gun, someone would discover him, which would be troublesome.
They almost never carry guns, and they keep them in the safest place in the club.
"Come on, take me to see you." Fang Jun said.
The place where guns are stored is also on the top floor, but in a relatively closed corner. It seems to be blocked by a screen and there is no door. Only when Wu Zhixiong opened it did Fang Jun know that there was something else behind it.
"There are rifles, pistols, submachine guns, and even a sniper here. Which one do you like?" Wu Zhixiong led Fang Jun into the arsenal and said.
Fang Jun looked at the arsenal up and down. There were shelves all around. There were quite a few guns on them, in bits and pieces, large and small. There were forty or fifty of them, and the rest of the boxes were filled with bullets.
"This is just some kind of gun. It looks familiar. I think I've seen it on TV..." Fang Jun said, touching a long gun.
He doesn't know much about firearms and doesn't pay much attention to them, so he doesn't know the various models of firearms.
"This is a QBZ97 automatic rifle with a caliber of 5.56mm. The country still has a lot of military equipment. It can often be seen in modern military films on TV." Wu Zhixiong explained.
"Well, this gun is pretty good, let's take this one." Fang Jun said.
"Okay, this box of bullets is for this kind of gun." Wu Zhixiong pointed to the box of bullets above the gun.
"Those different guns use different bullets." Fang Jun said.
"Well, there are also general-purpose types, but the guns here are a bit complicated, with various calibers, so you have to buy special bullets." Wu Zhixiong said.
"This pistol is not bad, it's different from ordinary pistols..." Fang Jun suddenly saw another pistol, and its shape was also quite cool...
"This is a Type 80 submachine pistol. It has an effective range of 50 meters when shooting from the hand, and an effective range of 100 meters when shooting from the shoulder. This pistol is really good, it can be regarded as a small machine gun." Wu Zhixiong said with a smile. Obviously, he also likes this very much.
pistol...
"I want this too, and give me a serious pistol. Well, I want this. This should be the Type 9 pistol, I know it!" Fang Jun said with a smile.
It was one of the few guns he knew...
"No, uncle, you want three guns? If you go hunting, one rifle will be enough..." Wu Zhixiong was surprised when he heard this.
"Oh, don't worry about it. In short, these three guns are mine. There are also bullets. Get me more!" Fang Jun said.
"There is only one box of rifle bullets, which should be enough for you. Pistol bullets are all universal, and I will give you a box, but you must keep it. You must not be discovered, otherwise you will be in big trouble...
..." Wu Zhixiong said.
"Hey, Rory, I still don't know the importance... Let's go shooting!" Fang Jun smiled, picked up the Type 9 pistol, then grabbed a handful of bullets and headed towards the shooting room, with Wu Zhixiong behind him.
He shook his head with a wry smile, then casually picked up a gun and followed...
Fang Jun went crazy and emptied more than ten magazines and hundreds of bullets. Finally, he was satisfied. Then he asked Wu Zhixiong to help him repackage the guns, bullets, etc., and help him carry them to his car.
"Uncle Junior, you must be careful..." Wu Zhixiong warned again, worried.
"You're so verbose..." Fang Junli ignored Wu Zhixiong and drove away from Royal One. The moment the car drove away, the guns, bullets, magazines, etc. in the trunk of the car disappeared instantly...