Peerless Junior Uncle

The V-shaped notched rear sight has a maximum range of 1000 meters, but the accuracy still requires 100 meters. "

"Is it okay?" He Tingge frowned slightly, Fu Qingcheng heard the words, "Huh?" He came back to his senses, blinked and said innocently: "It's okay."

"Then what did you shoot?" He Tingge was annoyed.

"Can't you drive it?" Fu Qingcheng looked innocent.He Tingge had the urge to support his forehead: "Didn't you say that it was dangerous to shoot?"

"Then you didn't say you couldn't drive without danger." Fu Qingcheng continued innocently.

Seeing him like that, He Tingge sighed. It's not that he was angry with Fu Qingcheng for shooting indiscriminately. He was afraid that he would not be able to take care of him if he was not careful. If Fu Qingcheng was injured, he thought, he would be sad. .

"Let's go." He Tingge took the gun and loaded it.

"Aren't you chasing someone?"

"Everyone has been let go by you, where can I find them?"

"Don't blame me."

"I hope I haven't wronged you."

"real."

"I mean it too."

........

"Where do you live?" He Tingge asked as he walked out of the alley.

Fu Qingcheng smiled: "No need, I can go back by myself."

"I'm not going to send you off." He Tingge looked at him and said, "I'll let Mu Lan pack your things. You'll be staying with me recently."

"Why?" Fu Qingcheng was at a loss.

He Tingge walked forward on his own: "Didn't I say that? You are very suspicious."

"But I'm a victim too."

"Then did you suffer?" He Tingge asked him.Fu Qingcheng shook his head: "Very lucky, no."

"Well, so, you are still suspicious." He Tingge nodded and said: "Let's go, I also have tea at home."

Fu Qingcheng thought about it: "I am the president of the Chamber of Commerce, and today is my birthday. Are you sure you want to invite me to the Governor's Mansion? Besides, we just met today. Shouldn't Marshal He be more friendly?"

"I'm very friendly." He Tingge smiled back and said, "Otherwise I'll tie you up and leave now. Besides, although you are the president of the Chamber of Commerce, the emperor broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people, because of your only sentence that was not deceived." In other words, I also have to guarantee the peace of my northeast side, right? As for your birthday, you go back with me and I will continue to celebrate it for you."

"Do you have any cake?" Fu Qingcheng followed behind, still unwilling.

"What sweets to eat at night, longevity noodles would be good."

"You give it to me to eat?"

"No, go down by yourself."

"What about the birthday present?"

"What birthday gift do you want for the president of the business association?"

"But I'm your prisoner now."

"Prisoners don't need gifts."

Fu Qingcheng: "... Shouldn't prisoners be treated preferentially?"

"Then what do you want?" He Tingge asked with interest.

Fu Qingcheng pursed his lips, looked at the moon in the sky thinking about it, and said slowly: "If you want to be unique, there is only one in the world."

"I can't reach it." He Tingge replied seriously.

Fu Qingcheng: "...." No one ever told him that Marshal He is also a person who can be serious and humorous.

......

When they returned to He's mansion, Mu Lan hadn't come back yet, so He Tingge sent someone to drive the car back, and brought Fu Qingcheng into the yard swaggeringly.

Before entering the door, I saw a red figure rushing out of it. After seeing it clearly, I found out that it was Haitang. Seeing that he was fine, Haitang breathed a sigh of relief, and put his arm over: "It scared me to death, I heard When the gunshots go out, you will disappear, how dare I am, I scare you halfway, and you have to take full responsibility."

"Why are you here?" He Tingge glanced at Haitang Sao's bonus shirt and asked a question.

"I just rushed over to see if you came back. If you didn't come back, the news must have reached the governor's mansion. I came to comfort my aunt." Haitang rolled his eyes, and then noticed Fu Qingcheng behind He Tingge: " Hey? Chairman Fu? Why are you here too?"

Fu Qingcheng shrugged his shoulders and smiled kindly: "Young Marshal He has invited me to be a guest several times, and it's hard to refuse. I happen to have something to discuss with the Young Marshal, so I'm here to bother you."

"Oh..." Haitang was enlightened, and hurriedly invited Fu Qingcheng in, served tea and water, very diligent, just like a master...

Fu Qingcheng was a little curious, Haitang smiled and explained: "Young Marshal and I are like bamboo horses, and his second mother is my aunt."

He Tingge said indifferently: "It's okay, you didn't alarm them, did you?" Haitang shrugged: "Do I need me? But my uncle has gone through a lot of wind and waves after all, so he waved his hand and said, 'Don't make a fuss about such a small thing.' Then he said I took my aunt to sleep..." After saying that, he leaned over and asked He Tingge in a thief-like way: "Are you sure you were born by your aunt?"

He Tinge rolled his eyes at him, ignored him, and took off his coat, only to find that the wound that had just grown a few days ago had cracked again, and a trace of blood leaked from the front of the white shirt.

Frowning, he picked up his coat and put it on his shoulders and went upstairs: "You guys talk first."

He went upstairs to get alcohol and cotton swabs, cleaned the wound briefly, put on gauze, changed his shirt, and then went downstairs with his cuffs flattened. In the empty living room, only Fu Qingcheng was sitting alone, looking at a potted plant beside the sofa.

"Master Hai left earlier, are you alright?" Fu Qingcheng asked after watching him come down.

"It's okay." He Tingge sat opposite him and poured a glass of cold water to drink, only to feel that his thirsty throat was much more comfortable.

"Don't drink cold water if you're injured, are you all soldiers doing this?" Fu Qingcheng frowned.

He Tingge paused when he heard the words: "How do you know?" Just now, his back was facing them, so he couldn't see them at all.

"What I saw in the alley may have been cracked when I climbed over the wall?" Fu Qingcheng said: "I thought you would not be injured."

He Tingge smiled wryly: "I'm not a god."

"Yes, you are not a god, but you are the belief of everyone in the Northeast." Fu Qingcheng said seriously.

He Tingge was suddenly in a trance, as if something flashed in his heart, why is that sentence so familiar?Familiar, it seems to be spoken from my own mouth......

"When will you eat noodles?" Fu Qingcheng suddenly asked with great interest.

"It's late at night, what kind of noodles are you eating?"

"Changshou noodles." Fu Qingcheng said as a matter of course: "You said, there is no cake to eat noodles."

"The kitchen is on the left when you go out, the last one is the one at the back." After saying that, he lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

"I'm a guest..." Fu Qingcheng reminded.

He Tingge didn't open his eyes: "I don't know how to do it."

"Okay, forget it, what about the gift?" Fu Qingcheng took the next best thing: "Anyway, it's my birthday, let's think about it."

He Tingge opened his eyes, looked at Fu Qingcheng for a while, then looked at the moon outside the window, and finally said helplessly: But I really can't reach it... Actually, I also wanted to come when I was a child. "

Fu Qingcheng: "..."

Fu Qingcheng blinked: "Suddenly discovered something, I was cheated again."

"what's up?"

"Before I came here, no one told me that Young Marshal He is also a cold and humorous person. I heard that he is a black-faced killer with a straight face all day..."

"Who said that?" He Tingge frowned and touched his face unconsciously. Isn't Mu Lan the god of killing who keeps a straight face all day long?

"Forgot." Fu Qingcheng shrugged: "There are so many people who lied to me, how could I remember them all?"

"Being tricked into being the president of the Chamber of Commerce, it seems that you are also a strange person." He Tingge nodded.

"I said I don't want to be, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it. Even if I believe it, I can only say I don't believe it. Except for you, I haven't seen anyone who is competent." This is what He Tingge said in his heart. From the first sight until now, he never wanted to deny Fu Qingcheng's ability, although he never He has seen this person's ability with his own eyes, but just by looking at his demeanor and words, he knows that this person has never been as simple as his appearance.

And because of the vague sense of familiarity and inexplicable emotions in his heart, he really wanted to get close to this person and know everything about him.

"Young Marshal really flattered me." Fu Qingcheng said with a smile.

"Then you have to be flattering." He Tingge also smiled.

Fu Qingcheng pursed his lips indifferently: "It depends on your mood."

I have President Fu

"Young Marshal really flattered me." Fu Qingcheng said with a smile.

"Then you have to be flattering." He Tingge also smiled.

Fu Qingcheng pursed his lips indifferently: "It depends on your mood."

In the end, there was still nothing for Fu Qingcheng's birthday, neither cake nor longevity noodles. He Tingge arranged for him to live behind the guest room, before leaving, he said, "I'll live next to you, call me if you need something."

Fu Qingcheng didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile: "Good night, young commander." After finishing speaking, he closed the door, and the door leaf made a knocking sound one centimeter in front of He Tingge's nose.

He Tingge twitched his lips, stretched out his hand and tipped his nose silently, and softly said to the red-painted door, "Good night."

Back in the bedroom, He Tingge let out a long breath. Although the wound on his shoulder still hurt a little, his mood was unprecedentedly comfortable.

There was a light knock on the door, and He Ting said, "Come in."

Mu Lan quickly opened the door and came in. There was a shallow gap between her stern eyebrows and eyes: "General, the man I went to track down was lost. Although he was injured, his skills are excellent, and his subordinates are not good at work."

"It's okay." He Tingge waved his hand. If he guessed correctly, the one Mu Lan was following was Yufeng. As for the person in the alley, he might not be with Yufeng. Fu Qingcheng let him go on purpose. for what purpose

"However, there is a clue." Mu Lan said, "That man has fat on his body.