The rich man always wants to kill me [Rebirth]

To Wen Run's surprise, Wen Xitong didn't say anything after he deliberately put down that somewhat arrogant sentence, and was unbelievably quiet.And this is completely different from his usual pushy personality.

has a problem.Wen Run said in his heart.

Wen Run got into Wen Xitong's car, and under Wen Xitong's leadership, he soon came to a shooting club.As far as Wen Run's obsession with shooting was concerned, even a shooting range opened in a corner of the imperial capital, Wen Run knew everything about it.It's just that it was all in the past. Since he severed ties with the Wen family, the sudden acceleration of the pace of life left him no time to enjoy the joyful feeling that shooting brought him.

But this club in front of him, Wen Run took a look at the facade, but he didn't have any impression in his mind.Probably because this is a new store, he couldn't even feel a little bit, as if the excitement of the moment he pulled the trigger no longer existed.

There was a sense of disobedience everywhere, but Wen Run couldn't tell what went wrong.

Wen Run followed Wen Xitong into the club, and the other party took him to a field with the best environment with ease, and asked people to send up shooting-related things quickly.

In fact, there are a lot of professional equipment for shooting, but Wen Run's original intention to practice this thing is to protect himself, so he has not formally equipped it from the beginning, but only practiced his skills to the extreme.Even if he had the opportunity to participate in a shooting competition later, seeing the thick and heavy competition clothing of the contestants, he directly chose to abstain after trying it on his upper body.

Things that he is never used to are no different from being a burden to him.This principle is the same as athletes in sprint competitions. Professional athletes will use running aids, while some amateurs will not even run after using running aids, and in serious cases they will stumble.

Therefore, Wen Run skipped the shooting suit and started directly to choose a suitable gun.

There are many types of guns in the shooting range, but the ones sent by Wen Xitong are all long-caliber guns with a bullet capacity of about ten rounds.Wen Run picked out a gun with [-] rounds of ammunition, took it out and tried it out, and found it to be okay in all aspects.

The shooting range here is set up indoors, probably because the heating is turned on a little bit, Wen Run only made a few small movements, and felt hot and dry.He could only take off his coat, leaving only a thin shirt, and rolled up his sleeves by the way.

Wen Xitong watched Wen Run's every move in silence, and then showed a knowing smile.After Wen Run finished picking out the gun, and stepped forward to the sidelines for running-in and adjustment, Wen Xitong stepped forward and picked up a set of shooting suits.

Then, he took a gun that was the same as Wen Run's, walked aside, and put all his things on the rest chair.After changing the shooting suit, he took the gun back in his hand.

During this period, Wen Run kept looking at Wen Xitong from the corner of his eye, but his movements were quick and skillful, and before Wen Run could see clearly, he had already finished dressing.Afterwards, Wen Run took a special look at the gun in his hand a few more times, but found nothing.

"I've already tried it." Wen Run took a step in the opposite direction of Wen Xitong's station, and motioned for him to adjust the gun at will.

Wen Xitong glanced at Wen Run without hesitation, and walked to the place where Wen Run was standing just now.

He adjusted it a bit, and after feeling that there was no major problem, he asked aloud, "How do you want to compare?"

"Six sets of ten rounds, rounded to round numbers for scoring." Wen Run explained the content of the regular 25-meter shooting competition.

"Scoring scores is not exciting at all." Wen Xitong said with a smile.

When Wen Xitong asked this question just now, Wen Run had already expected that the other party would refute his opinion, and he must have made plans in advance, so he said, "That's up to you."

"Like the shooting games played in the park before, we shoot at the same time and grab the targets that appear on the field. Whoever hits the most targets wins." Wen Xitong suggested.

After that, he clapped his hands twice, and his subordinates immediately replaced the prepared target.

Wen Run took a look. There were two rows of targets, front and back, and they were placed one by one, making a total of twenty targets.In other words, under the condition of not adding bullets, as long as one of them hits twelve targets, he has won.Of course, the premise is to ensure that it does not miss the target.

"Let's begin." Wen Run said.

The two stood side by side, about a shoulder-width apart.When the men on the side counted down to "one", the two raised their guns, pulled the trigger at the same time, and aimed at their respective targets.

While staring at the target in front of him, Wen Run silently counted the targets he hit.However, what he counted was not the number he hit, but Wen Xitong.

Ever since the opponent fired the first bullet, Wen Run felt that the sound of the opponent's gun was not normal.Different from his own gun, the sound of Wen Xitong's gun is clearer, with a little bit of noise, but these anomalies are too small, and you can't hear the difference if you don't listen carefully.

This sound is very similar to the friction sound when a bullet is about to jam, but Wen Run has another premonition.He felt that there were other bullets in Wen Xitong's gun, and the weight of the bullets was lighter than the one in his hand, that's why it made such a sound.However, generally speaking, the bullets in the shooting range are only lighter than the real bullets. If Wen Xitong were to load live ammunition, the sound of the gun should be thicker than it is now, not crisp.

The only thing lighter than the bullets in the shooting range is... anesthesia bullets.

What exactly is Wen Xitong planning?

Wen Run didn't continue to think about it, but focused all his attention on Wen Xitong.

No, not an anesthesia bomb.

As the number of bullets fired increased, Wen Run could clearly smell gunpowder.

At this time, both of them had already hit eight targets, and they were fighting fiercely for the last few targets.Just when Wen Run was about to hit the tenth target, Wen Xitong who was beside him suddenly missed the target.

He readjusted his posture, but aimed his gun at Wen Run, and pulled the trigger with lightning speed.

Wen Run quickly dodged, but the bullet was aimed at his chest, so he could only fall to the ground suddenly.

Wen Run picked up the gun to fight back, but suddenly realized that the shooting was not with live ammunition, and it would not be able to cause any harm to Wen Xitong who was fully armed.So, he made a decisive decision, dodged another shot from Wen Xitong, and then rushed towards the door at the right time.

However, the door to the shooting range had been locked from the outside.After Wen Run turned the handle to no avail, he could only dodge and hide behind a wall pillar beside him.

There are two more bullets.Wen Run silently.As long as Wen Xitong finished firing the two bullets in his hand, he would have a chance to fight with them.Although winning or losing is not certain, the odds of winning are better than fighting with live ammunition.

That's right, Wen Xitong was holding a real gun, and it was equipped with a silencer, so the abnormal sound just now gave Wen Run the illusion.

But why did Wen Xitong let himself have such an illusion?

Wen Run was puzzled and could only dodge the remaining two bullets while maintaining vigilance.

Finally, after missing the last two bullets, Wen Xitong threw the gun aside and stared quietly at Wen Run's hiding place.

"I didn't expect that in the end you still wanted to fight with me." Wen Run stood up slowly.

"As a result of the shooting competition, aren't we tied?" Wen Xitong said boldly.

"However, I also expected that you would not be able to honestly compete with me in shooting. After all, this is your weakness. And with your style of using dirty tricks, you should do the opposite and use your strengths to compete with me. It's right to compare your weaknesses." Wen Run said while moving his injured wrist, and at the same time estimated in his heart his chances of winning against Wen Xitong head-on.

"Damn it?" Wen Xitong chuckled, "I've always done things aboveboard."

He didn't take off his heavy shooting suit, and rushed towards Wen Run with his fist raised.

"What I'm going to do, haven't I already told you in advance?"

Wen Xitong said so, but the strength in his hand became stronger and stronger.After all, his fighting was taught by Wen Run, even now, every move still has the shadow of Wen Run's boxing.It's just that the place where he strikes is not like Wen Run's style at all. He only picks the most vulnerable part of the human body to strike, and his movements are very fast. Even if he wears a heavy shooting suit, it has no effect. His movements are like flowing water, without any hesitation. Procrastination.

Since Wen Run's injury just happened not long ago, and he hadn't engaged in such intense activities for a long time, Wen Run was obviously a little powerless against Wen Xitong who punched fiercely.While dodging, he found opportunities to fight back.

In the beginning, he followed the rules of fighting, avoided the vital points, and hit Wen Xitong's shooting suit, but it didn't hurt or itch.In contrast, Wen Xitong had no intention of competing, and his moves were fatal.After several fights, Wen Run was no longer soft-hearted, and greeted Wen Xitong directly in the face - that was the only place where he had no equipment so far.

Wen Xitong seemed to have finally waited for Wen Run to do this, he didn't avoid it, and took the punch in a daze.Then he took advantage of this gap to clamp Wen Run's punching hand, restricting his whole movement.

Then, before Wen Run could break free, he felt a pinprick-like pain on his neck.At the same time, Wen Xitong let go of him.

"What did you do?" Wen Run asked.

"I remember I said just now, didn't I tell you in advance what I was going to do?" Wen Xitong showed a smug smile.

In less than a minute, Wen Run felt dizzy in his head.

It was just now... an anesthetic needle.The so-called fighting and the previous shooting were all just a cover for Wen Xitong to get close.

So, this is the reason why Wen Xitong spent so much effort to create an illusion on purpose?

As if seeing Wen Run's puzzlement, Wen Xitong explained casually: "I've always done things aboveboard." Coupled with his distorted smiling face, no matter how you listen to this sentence, how it violates harmony.

However, Wen Run had no way to refute, a strong drowsiness hit his heart, and finally swallowed his consciousness.