Chapter 1688 - 1683: Blindly Eating Fish
Chapter 1688: Chapter 1683: Blindly Eating Fish
"There really is one?"
It’s been a while since I visited Miss Wen’s mansion. Compared to before, there seem to be even fewer security personnel. The setting sun gives off a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
Considering Chief Yuan had been silent and uninterested on the way there, Fu Qian proactively brought up the shooting range as soon as they arrived.
Wen Li happily agreed and soon led the two to a corner of the yard.
While examining the not-too-large yet well-equipped shooting range, Yuan Shan finally showed some interest and exclaimed in surprise.
"Do you think I’m joking? Or are you underestimating Wen Li’s wealth?"
Without waiting for Wen Li’s response, Fu Qian let out a snort in defense of Miss Wen.
"I just can’t understand why she, like someone else, has this kind of pointless hobby."
Yuan Shan, not one to be outdone, retorted with a cold smile.
The "someone else" naturally refers to Fu Qian. Clearly, she still remembers the strategist taking bullets from the Night Watchman’s warehouse.
The so-called pointless hobby was even commented on at the time.
Though Wen Li is only in the Fourth Phase, her pure physical prowess is enough to make regulated weapons lose their significance.
Yet she has gone so far as to create a practice range, leading one to feel she’s been led astray.
"In fact, true hobbies are fascinating precisely because they are meaningless."
Of course, compared to the expanded gap in the Supernatural Tier, the difference in language art is even greater.
Pointing at the distant target, Fu Qian shook his head repeatedly, correcting Yuan Shan’s misunderstanding.
...
"Um... Actually, I feel like my attack methods are too limited, so I thought to supplement them as much as possible."
Seeing the Chief Yuan lose the upper hand in two rounds, Wen Li, watching them with a smile, stepped forward to mediate, taking a short gun from a servant during the conversation.
Carefully crafted and exquisitely shaped, it’s clearly valuable.
And obviously, it’s not the one she carried earlier.
Expert Fu’s presence at the Night Watchman wasn’t seen by Wen Li as coincidence—the bullet indeed has not only an impressive effect but also an evoked sense that can be felt.
Though it’s apparent from subsequent treatment that the threat this time isn’t simple, Mr. Fu seemed to have planned ahead, and Wen Li served somewhat as a tool, she showed no adverse emotions.
Having seen through human nature, she always knows the world is never that simple.
Furthermore, as of today, Wen Li has a deep understanding of the eerie and fierce Supernatural World.
For her, being able to provide Mr. Fu with some return is rather gratifying.
Not bad, very attentive.
At this moment, Fu Qian complimented Wen Li’s performance in his heart.
Clearly, she remembered quite well the instructions given before, specifically "the Abandonment King-related matters that Yuan Shan temporarily need not know."
Not only was the gun changed, but even the traces left from previous discharge had long been cleaned up.
Facing such a change and still arranging things so meticulously was indeed not easy.
Of course, while keeping the Abandonment King information temporarily confidential, honesty principle must still be adhered to, allowing the burdened Chief Yuan to have more details of the event.
Like how he knew something was happening.
This is why the first station was here with her.
As mentioned before, this action is a test of grasping standards.
Regarding the Abandonment King, he and Wen Li share a secret and tacit understanding, and concerning the Needle Witch, he and Yuan Shan hold another.
Even between "Administrator" and Lady Corin.
...
"Your thought is commendable."
During this analytical reflection, with Wen Li’s help, Yuan Shan successfully grasped the momentum, looking at the mortal weapon in her hand with a slight nod.
"But this sort of thing ultimately has too low an upper limit, don’t get overly led astray by certain individuals unless some special function is utilized."
Unsurprisingly experienced, Chief Yuan quickly envisioned some special uses and did not completely deny them.
"What do you mean led astray?"
Yet Expert Fu seemed really dissatisfied, clearly expressing protest.
Not only that, but there were practical actions as well; before Yuan Shan could respond, in his hand appeared a silver-white gun.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Raising his hand, aiming, and firing in one go, with the flashy gunfire, the targets in view all shattered into fragments.
"And who said the upper limit was low?"
Amidst the audience’s dumbfounded expression, Fu Qian continued to blow on the gun’s muzzle, exuding arrogance with a cold humph.
"You wasted the ammo you snatched from me like this?"
Unfortunately, Yuan Shan clearly didn’t appreciate it, moving from temporary shock to an expression as if about to spit blood, angrily accusing Fu Qian of knowing no restraint.
Regardless of the special effects or power, even fools can see the three rounds aren’t ordinary bullets.
Though not particularly rare, yet squandering Night Watchman’s inventory like this is outrageous.
"What do you mean wasted? Forgot about last time’s quality control incident?"
Sadly, "ashamed" is a word that never exists in Fu Qian’s dictionary, immediately delivering a soul-searching retort.
"Looking at you, it seems you haven’t given feedback either. Let’s give another chance for validation; what else are you dissatisfied with?"
"Lacking ambition, don’t tell me you think Mr. Fang can’t grind out such simple items?"
...
The Night Holy City’s ammo quality control incident Yuan Shan certainly remembers; after all, few people have had guns fired at their foreheads so frequently.
But to claim it was really a bullet issue—she would never believe it.
Just like she also doesn’t believe Fu Qian really has the leisure to help test the quality again.
So did it leave some form of signal flare?
If Wen Li detects a threat to her safety, does she directly use this method to alert?
No wonder she is so diligently obedient to this guy.
A few dialogues down, Yuan Shan doesn’t have a hard time understanding Fu Qian brought her here to honestly show how he foresaw and waited for the people at her side.
Though not a crucial issue, this attitude is significant.
Since now there’s nothing else to do, just guarding is enough.
...
"You actually came just for this?"
The shooting range trip concluded with all targets destroyed perfectly, and as the host, Wen Li stepped out again to lighten the mood and lead the guests to a long-prepared dinner.
True to her word, she immediately ordered the dish Chief Yuan eagerly desired—the fish, letting the latter thoroughly enjoy it, infused with so much delight that Fu Qian found it hard to watch.
"What else?"
Letting out a snort, Yuan Shan placed another bite in her mouth, looking intoxicated.
"Just this flavor..."
"The taste is good, but do you remember how many you’ve eaten?"
Looking down upon such gluttonous behavior, Fu Qian also shoved a bite into his mouth and then suddenly questioned.
"Huh? Isn’t it just the first one—"
"Remember."
With Wen Li’s ensuing surprise, Yuan Shan sighed.
"A full seventeen."