Bureau 101 Headquarters, the underground shooting range.

Bang bang bang…

Deafening gunshots rang out as the bullets flew from the muzzle and hit the target’s centre 50 metres away. Long Bing’s hands were steady the entire time she was firing, without the slightest tremble. She fired consecutively, and the handgun in her hand shook slightly — the gun’s recoil was almost negligible. 

After emptying the clip, Long Bing reached up, took off the protection earmuffs and said in praise, “Lei, the handguns from Thunder Horse Military Factory are far better than before. Give this one to me. It’s really good.”  

Xia Lei smiled as he said, “No problem. If you like it, keep it.” 

Tang Yuyan spoke up. “Xia Lei, your invitation for us to try the firearms is only profiting Long Bing. This doesn’t seem right. What about me?” 

Xia Lei threw the gun in his hand to Tang Yuyan. “I’ve only brought two over here this time, so I’ll give you this one.” 

Tang Yuyan smiled a small smile upon receiving one of the Thunder Horse Military Factory’s improved guns. “What do you think about coming over to my house to eat tonight?” 

Xia Lei paused. It wouldn’t be good to refuse...