Song Jian left Zhou Yumin's home and was in a good mood. Unexpectedly, he came here for a meal. Not only did he handle the review of Siyuan Company, but he also joined the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and obtained the quota for shooting training.

On the way back, Song Jian observed the situation around him at any time and took the marrow washing pill. Song Jian's perception increased many times. Even if there was danger, Song Jian believed that he could deal with it at any time.

But it has always been calm.

Song Jian entered Jinxiu Home and returned home.

Charlene was sitting on the sofa, holding a mirror in one hand and watching TV.

Seeing Song Jian come back, Xia Lin rushed over and grabbed Song Jian's arm.

"Uncle, uncle, do you still have the black pills yesterday? Can you give me another one?" Xia Lin looked at Song Jian anxiously.

Song Jian shrugged and said, "Didn't you say it's a laxative? Why did you ask me again? Moreover, that thing cannot enhance your breasts."

Xia Lin glared at Song Jian and said, "Okay, I admit that I was wronging you. The pill seemed really good. I found that the blackheads on my nose had disappeared. Oh, uncle, don't be so stingy, just give me another one? At worst... At worst, I'll let you touch it."

Charlene said in a low voice, and the cunning flashed in her eyes.

Song Jian curled his lips and said, "No interest."

"You bastard! When I was teaching me martial arts in the morning, whose hand always patted my ass." Charlene was angry and her self-esteem was hurt.

Song Jian quickly turned around and left, saying, "You are not doing properly, of course I want to hit you."

"That's either a fight or a touch!" Charlene argued.

At this time, the door of the room cracked and Xu Si walked in wearing a black one-step skirt. While changing his shoes, he said, "What are you fighting for?"

"Cousin! Uncle, he bullied me!" Xia Lin ran to Xu Si with an innocent look on his face.

Song Jian was shocked. If anyone in this world made Song Jian a little afraid, it must be Xu Si, because Xu Si is not only his nominal fiancée, but also his benefactor.

"Let's talk about the black pill again. Xia Lin wants another one, but I don't have it anymore." Song Jian quickly explained.

Xu Si said "Oh", turned around and closed the door, and said, "Song Jian, I'm just about to ask you, can you mass-produce your black ball? I think if it is produced, the effect will definitely be much better than a white one."

Song Jiandao: "It's certainly not possible, because the cost is too high, and some of the raw materials are not easy to find."

Xu Si nodded in disappointment and went upstairs to return to the room.

Song Jian glared at Xia Lin, and Xia Lin shook her hair proudly.

After dinner, Song Jian returned to his bedroom. He held his breath and stood in the middle of the room, and once again practiced Wuji fitness.

Wuji fitness skills seem to be just a fitness exercise like Tai Chi, but at the same time, Wuji fitness skills are a set of martial arts methods that ancient real people have figured out in the battle with wild beasts!

The method of martial arts emphasizes the ability to kill with one blow. If you cannot kill with one blow against the enemy, you must learn to remove the strength and borrow the strength, four or two thousand pounds. Therefore, Wuji Fitness has various movements and postures of wild beasts, which are dangerous and tricky. At the same time, this technique is like Tai Chi, focusing on round and continuous rotation and leveraging the strength to fight.

This time, Song Jian practiced Wuji fitness skills, and his movements became much lighter, and the meaning of flowing clouds and water between the movements became obvious.

After the drill, Song Jian took his energy and closed his abdomen, and felt a warm current flashing in his dantian and disappear.

"I actually felt a sense of qi." Song Jian was surprised. Of course, he knew that once he practiced his true internal energy, he could burst out ten times of his power instantly. Although the internal energy was not as magical as described in martial arts novels, he could hurt people from the air and thunder in the ground, the effect of internal energy was indeed very huge. Song Jian knew that those famous knights in the Song Dynasty could only cultivate internal energy to fly over the eaves and walls and take the heads of the general from the army.

"It seems that the effect of the marrow cleaning pill is far beyond my expectations. Although the bone-making pill can make your muscles and bones strong and your strength greatly increase, it cannot condense your internal energy." Song Jian secretly thanked that he chose the marrow cleaning pill for the first time to refine the elixir. Although the marrow cleaning pill cannot greatly increase your strength in a short period of time, it can enhance your ears, eyesight, and perception a lot. Now, a trace of internal energy has been condensed.

At the critical moment, this trace of internal energy is a life-saving straw.

Song Jian went online and browsed some news, and then went to bed.

The next day, Zhou Yumin informed Song Jian to report to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

Song Jian took a taxi to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. He was busy with it, and signed a series of contracts with his ID card, then signed a confidentiality agreement and a guarantee letter, and finally he was officially admitted.

Of course, now he is just a contract worker, and he is incomparable to the real members of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. He is all civil servants.

Zhou Yumin threw a car key to Song Jian and said with a smile: "Hey, have you seen it? That black Chevrolet Jingcheng is the car that the bureau has equipped for me. He will be maintained by you in the future."

Song Jian looked into the garage, smashed it, and said, "Are there any specific regulations? For example, can I... do some private matters?"

"Of course not!" Zhou Yumin immediately said with a serious look on his face, "Remember, everything you do in driving is nothing, it's all official business. Just remember this, go. When using the car, I will notify you in advance."

After saying that, Zhou Yumin gave Song Jian a membership card and turned around and left.

Song Jian looked at the membership card, which was the "Red Star Shooting Range Annual Member VIP Card". On the membership card, a golden five-pointed star shone with light, and under the five-pointed star was an exquisite desert eagle pistol.

"Hehe, I've got it. Zhou Yumin is in a state of official speaking to me. There is no private matter but only official matters, and it's not the same." Song Jian put out the membership card, took the key, drove the Chevrolet Jingcheng, which was dedicated to the director, and drove towards the Red Star Shooting Range.

The Red Star Shooting Range is located in Pingjiang District, Gusu City. It is a newly opened shooting range. The facilities and equipment inside are the best in Jiangnan Province and even in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Song Jian stopped the car and entered the shooting range.

Staff at the shooting range received Song Jian.

Song Jian showed the membership card to the staff.

This membership card is handled uniformly by the city. Those who hold this membership card are all staff members of various bureaus and ministries in the city.

The shooting range receptionist immediately led Song Jian to a specific area.

The shooting range is very large, and since it is morning, there are not many people in the shooting range.

Passing through the corridor, Song Jian followed the receptionist to a smaller outdoor shooting range. In front of the shooting range was a row of personal shooting space separated by baffles, and behind was a piece of grass with tracks on the grass, and in the distance there were targets made of unknown materials.

"The No. 3 Supervisor will teach you relevant regulations and guide you in design training." The receptionist waved to a staff member in work clothes, and after saying that to Song Jian, he left.

The person who came was a young man under thirty years old, wearing short-sleeved work clothes, showing his majestic biceps. From his steps and figure, he could tell that he was a veteran at a glance.

"Hello, I am your supervisor. Next, please listen to me explain the relevant regulations of the shooting range to you." The man saluted Song Jianyi, and then explained the regulations to Song Jian.

Song Jian also knew that this was something he had to listen. While listening patiently, he looked around. In the shooting range, there were already people training in live ammunition.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Six bullets flew out quickly in a row.

Song Jian looked at the bullseye in the distance and was startled. He saw six bullets, each of which was above the red dot in the center. Although Song Jian was a shooting rookie, he also knew that he shot six shots in a row, and each shot hit the bullseye in one breath. What does this mean?

Perhaps it is not difficult to use a good pistol at a distance of 25 meters. But it is difficult to hit the bullseye with six shots in a row, because continuous shooting, the recoil of the pistol, the breathing and heartbeat of the shooter will affect the shooting results. In this case, the heart of the bullseye can be shot continuously, and only the sharp shooter can do it.

After six gunshots, the No. 3 supervisor also finished the rules. He squinted his eyes and looked at the number of targets, and also opened his mouth.

Song Jiandao: "Comrade, how is this shooting level better than you?"

Supervisor No. 3 glanced at Song Jian and said coldly: "My first shot has a 95% chance of hitting the bullseye, but in the next five shots, the chance of hitting the bullseye is about 30%, so my chance of hitting the bullseye six shots in a row is ok, very small, less than one percent."

Song Jian didn't expect this man to be so honest. He pointed to the direction of the gun and said, "Let's go there for training."

The No. 3 supervisor waved his hand and walked towards the direction of the gunshot with Song Jian.

Six shots came out of the compartment.

"It turned out to be a woman with such big breasts," Song Jian's two thoughts came to his mind.

The woman walked out while taking off the glasses and protective earplugs from her face.

"Huh? Is that female policewoman?" Song Jian didn't expect to meet an acquaintance. This woman was on the road when she was attacked, Li Mengya, the shy female policeman she met.

But Song Jian didn't expect that the shy Li Mengya would have such a powerful shooting level.

Walking forward, Song Jian waved to Li Mengya and said, "Hi, we've met again. Do you still remember me?"

Li Mengya looked up at Song Jian, and a smile appeared on her face, "Song Jian, of course I remember that you were the first person to praise me for my bravery in the police station for more than half a year."

Song Jian laughed, "You were indeed very brave at that time. If it weren't for you, I would have been dead. Have you found a clue to the killer?"

Li Mengya shook her head in shame.

When the No. 3 Supervisor saw that Song Jian and Li Mengya met, he stood aside tactfully, but his eyes were secretly glanced at Li Mengya from time to time. At this moment, Li Mengya, wearing a tight short-sleeved police uniform, was so tempting that she was too great. The size of her chest and her slightly shy face made people think of the word "uniform temptation".

Song Jianben didn't plan to find clues about Leopard Head. He pointed to the membership card on his body and smiled and said, "Are you also assigned by the unit to participate in the shooting competition a month later?"

Li Mengya nodded, then looked at Song Jian in confusion, "Are you too? But, I remember you are not a civil servant."

"Oh, I am a temporary worker at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, a full-time driver of the director. I applied for the job today. Haha." Song Jian showed a row of white teeth.

Li Mengya was stunned for a moment, then giggled.

When Song Jian saw Li Mengya's face, he frowned secretly.
Chapter completed!