Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1607: Poor Workers Help Themselves Online (21)

"I've got that in mind. Where are you going, Dai?"

"Sharpshooter training base."

Zhang Miao pulled up the navigation route and started the car: "What is Dai doing there?"

"You will know when you go."

A suburban training base located at the junction of City A and City B.

In the bright indoor training ground, a man who had been waiting for a long time stood alone under the incandescent light.

Seeing Dai Ke coming in, the boss greeted him jokingly: "Mr. Dai, you're finally here. I thought you were going to stand me up!"

Dai Ke shook hands with the other party naturally and glanced around the room: "Where are the things I asked you to prepare?"

"I'm ready. Come with me."

After entering the lounge of the training base, the boss opened several boxes on the table.

Dai Ke glanced at the exquisite guns and moved his fingers without raising his head.

Zhang Miao was carrying two boxes, and when he opened them, they were filled with banknotes he had picked up on the way.

The boss gladly accepted it: "Won't Mr. Dai inspect the goods?"

Dai Ke raised an eyebrow, immediately took out the gun from the box, assembled it quickly, and then pointed it at the boss.

Seeing this sudden action, the boss asked in panic: "What does Mr. Dai mean by this?"

Dai Ke smiled and put away his gun: "It seems that there is no need to test, this batch of goods is very pure."

Knowing that Dai Ke was joking, the boss breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Dai is really generous. If you need anything next time, come to me!"

"must."

When we came out of the training base, it started to drizzle outside.

"Are we going back to Haiting Bay now?"

Dai Ke looked at the boxes being loaded onto the car and thought for a moment: "Let's go to Lishan Manor."

It was already late at night.

The car drove into the gate of the manor. Dai Ke looked at the clean and tidy courtyard along the way and raised his eyebrows: "They take good care of it."

I remember that this place used to be like a ruin and full of weeds, but in just a few days, it has been completely transformed.

Even if a professional team cleans it up, it will take at least three days.

It seems that they have been busy during this period.

Zhang Miao took the key to open the door and turned on the light. Dai Ke walked into the living room. In the dim retro-style living room, the aging wires were flashing with lights, giving the place a weird look.

"Who?!"

Dai Ke looked towards the second floor and saw a girl in pajamas holding a wooden stick, looking at them warily.

Seeing that it was Dai Ke, she breathed a sigh of relief and dropped the stick in her hand: "Brother Dai!"

Fang Mei trotted down from upstairs, her face full of joy: "Brother Dai, why are you here? Are you here to see us?"

Dai Ke sat down on the embroidered fabric sofa and crossed his legs: "I'm hungry."

Fang Mei smiled and said, "I'll go cook for you."

Watching Fang Mei enter the kitchen, Dai Ke raised his chin and said, "Sanshui, go and move the things in."

"it is good."

Fang Mei came out with two bowls of hot noodle soup and sat quietly aside. Dai Ke took a sip of the soup from the bowl and felt that the coldness from outside was dispelled a lot.

After Dai Ke finished eating and put down his bowl, Fang Mei asked, "Brother Dai, you came here so late, do you have something to say?"

Dai Ke looked at Fang Mei's thin body and asked, "Do you want to find some value for yourself?"

Fang Mei followed Dai Ke's gaze and looked at herself. After thinking for a while, her cheeks flushed slightly: "If Brother Dai needs it, I can..."

Click——

Dai Ke unlocked the black box and took out the pistol inside: "Come here."

Fang Mei saw the gun and trembled: "Brother Dai, what are you doing?"

Dai Ke stood up, impatiently pulled Fang Mei into his arms, and stuffed the gun into her hand: "Hold it tight."

Dai Ke held her hand and controlled her to raise her arm. Feeling the cold temperature in his hand, Fang Mei closed her eyes in fear.

Dai Ke lowered his eyes and glanced at her: "Open your eyes and look at the bird in the distance."

Fang Mei opened her eyes tremblingly, her eyelashes fluttering, and following Dai Ke's instructions, she looked through the open window at the bird standing on the treetop in the courtyard.

The next second, the trigger was pulled.

boom--

"what!"

The bullet missed and the frightened bird flapped its wings and flew away.

Fang Mei screamed, as if all the strength in her body was drained away. Her mind went blank and she slid down to the ground along with Dai Ke.

She slumped to the ground, her eyes wide open, somewhat dazed.

"what happened?"

"Brother Dai?" The others were awakened by the gunshots and gathered on the second-floor platform.

Seeing the gun in Dai Ke's hand, they stood still and dared not move forward.

"I said I don't keep idle people. I need a group of people now. You either meet my requirements or go back to where you came from."

Dai Ke threw the gun on the table: "They are all real guns and real bullets. Each of you can pick one."

Those people came down from upstairs and gathered around the table, but no one dared to take out a gun.

"In this world, it's not easy to survive if you're too timid. Take it!"

Fang Mei was the first to recover. She stood up by holding on to the table and picked up the handful that Dai Ke had just dropped. The others followed suit and picked up a handful at random.

"Sanshui, find someone to teach them how to shoot and fight tomorrow." "Okay, Brother Dai."

"Okay, you can go back to sleep."

Coming out of the building, Zhang Miao asked in confusion: "If Brother Dai wants help, we have more professional options. Why should we spend so much energy to train them?"

"Anyway, it's just a matter of spending some money to find a teacher, and it won't waste too much of my energy. If they succeed, they will become my subordinates who I know well. If they fail, they will become servants in the future."

People have spent money to buy it, and if they don’t stimulate it to get some value back, they always feel that the money is wasted.

-

It was already late at night when I came back yesterday.

Dai Ke slept until the evening.

After washing up, Dai Ke grabbed his frizzy hair and walked towards the kitchen, only to see Fu Shiqi cooking in an apron.

"Why are you cooking? Where's Aunt Zhang?" "She said she had to go back to her hometown for something. I'm afraid she won't be here for the next few days."

Dai Ke thought that he might have to eat takeout for the next few days.

"Oh." Dai Ke responded and took out a yellow sweet bun from the steamer. It was so hot that she scrambled it in her mouth.

"Brother, spit it out."

Fu Shiqi put his hand to Dai Ke's mouth. Hearing his name, Dai Ke swallowed it: "What did you call me?"

"Brother, I feel more intimate."

The word "brother" uttered by Fu Shiqi was so sweet and coquettish that Dai Ke felt secretly happy.

Dai Ke coughed lightly and said, "I'll just eat something. I have to go out later."

"Brother seems to be always busy. I only come back for two days on weekends, but I still don't see you very often."

"With your brother not here, I will definitely be very busy." Dai Ke went upstairs while biting a steamed bun. After a while, he changed into a floral shirt and trousers and came downstairs.

The hand with hairspray on it scratched its head casually, and after the gauze was removed from its forehead, shallow bruises were revealed.

There is a chance that the hair will be broken when Dai Ke pinches it down, so just cover it up.

Looking at Fu Shiqi serving the meal, the word "virtuous" inexplicably popped up in Dai Ke's mind.

After washing his hands and sitting at the dining table, Fu Shiqi suddenly asked, "Is what you are going to do later important? Can I join you?"